Welcome to the Nightmare Live Chapter 372

In the corridor, everyone ran wildly.

Bai Xue was knocked down by Wen Jianyan's tug, and barely kept up after staggering. While running, he turned his face slightly to the side and looked at the young man who was pulling him to run. His strangely dark eyes seemed to reveal a hint of thoughtful expression.

Ahead, Wen Jianyan walked like flying.

He could feel that the cow's tears smeared on his eyelids were gradually drying up, and the blood-red air in front of his eyes was also gradually stabilizing, turning into a normal, microscopic dark brown-red color, and the doors on both sides of the corridor were tightly closed. Close, everything in [Do Not Disturb] is gradually disappearing gradually

Wen Jianyan knew clearly that he was "covered by ghosts" again.

He looked up at the yellow hair running right in front of the team—now, he could only rely on his teammates to lead the way.

Without stopping, Huang Mao quickly circled the corner of the corridor ahead and ran forward with all his might. Others followed along the way.

As time went on, the temperature in the sky began to cool down.

A dark wind was blowing from behind, mixed with a faint fragrance, as cold as if it could seep into the bones, and it made people tremble from the bottom of their hearts. Immediately afterwards, there were strange "squeaks" sounds from behind.

It's like... the door was pushed open from the inside. Wen Jianyan couldn't help feeling his scalp tingle.

In this time period, although conflicts are not allowed between anchors, there is no restriction on ghosts from killing people. Worst of all, this is Arnis' talent in itself.

Previously in the mirror copy, restricted by the rules, his ability could not be effectively used, but now that he has entered the real copy with no obstacles between him and the ghost, Anis's advantage has skyrocketed.

If it was in the past, the other party might have considered the number of uses and side effects of the talent, but since the most important item fell into Wen Jianyan's hands, the other party had obviously already made all-out preparations.

"Don't look back, keep running!" Wen Jianyan raised his voice and hissed loudly.

The group immediately quickened their pace.

However, it's a pity that compared with this kind of supernatural power, the strength of human feet is obviously not enough.

"Boom" "Boom"

The sound of the door opening was getting louder and closer, and in the end, it was almost as if it sounded close to the back of the neck, which was creepy.

"Bang"

Another door was pushed open, and the whistling wind just passed Wen Jianyan's side.

At that moment, Wen Jianyan looked sideways slightly, and saw the door that was pushed open beside him - the open door, the dark door opening, and the looming, pale face inside the door opening

In the corridor ahead, many doors gradually began to loosen, and the creaking sound of the door shafts resounded in the corridor, which seemed extremely ominous.

A layer of cold sweat "brushed" down Wen Jianyan's back.

At that moment, the previous scene in the original copy flashed in his mind, and he shouted: "Don't run away, everyone is wearing a mask!" "

In the original copy, the ability of the mask is far stronger than in the mirror copy. It can make ghosts mistake their identities. As long as they don't make too outrageous actions, they can be safe for the time being.

Under Wen Jianyan's order, the group took out the mask and put it on their faces as quickly as possible.

There are more and more "ghosts" in the corridor.

The cold air overflowed from the doors, and the lights above the head seemed to be affected by the supernatural situation, and gradually dimmed. "Zizi, zizi. "The lights flickered.

In the corridor below, stiff figures came out of the room one by one, with blurred and pale faces shaking in front of everyone's eyes, with a ghostly aura of terror.

The group of people was forced to slow down and walk slowly in the corridor at a "natural" speed.

Under the masks, their faces were also pale, with cold sweat on their foreheads.

Although they knew early on that the rooms on both sides of the corridor were full of "ghosts", even so, without the barrier of the door, the psychological pressure caused by passing them was completely different from before. Don't.

What's more...

Chen Mo walked forward step by step with stiff steps, his voice was extremely low: "At this speed, Black will definitely come after him."

Wen Jianyan didn't answer directly.

His voice was muffled under the mask, and he came in a low voice: "Hold on, don't worry."

In the corridor, the number of ghosts is increasing. When everyone walks, it can be regarded as a gait. The air is trapped in an arrow, and the atmosphere is still pressurized, like heavy boulders pressing down on everyone. On the chest, on the heartbeat track of the rush track, the simulated door opened coldly and couldn't breathe smoothly.

However, I don't know if it's because Anis and the others are also afraid of these ghost groups. Even though Wen Jianyan and his group were forced to slow down to "walking", they still failed to catch up.

Finally, when their ability to accept was approaching the limit, Huangmao deliberately lowered his voice, but with uncontrollable joy, a voice sounded from the side:

"Just ahead! "

Ahead, a closed door came into view.

It represents a temporarily safe "employee rest area", and at the same time, it is also a life-saving straw for all of them now.

Like a drowning person seeing driftwood, everyone couldn't hide their excitement and subconsciously quickened their pace.

The door is close at hand.

Huang Mao, who was walking in the front, raised his hand, grabbed the door handle, and was about to press it down, when his movements froze suddenly. The air fell into dead silence.

"What's wrong?"

Wen Jianyan seemed to realize that something was wrong, and asked.

Still no response.

"Hey, hello! "Wen Jianyan slightly raised the volume.

However, this time, not only Huang Mao, but everyone else in the team seemed to have been pressed the button to stop time, and they all stopped in place without any warning, and all fell into a long-term numbness and sluggishness Among them, even Bai Xue.

"you…"

A little ominous premonition arose in Wen Jianyan's heart.

At the same time, the live broadcast room of [Integrity First] also exploded:

"What's going on here? "

"C'mon, c'mon, I finally understand, ah ah, it's a gentleman, the gentleman has made a move!" "

"I know the grass... Black is absolutely impossible to let it go! "

"The dungeon is at the final stage, and they finally got serious...I'm really starting to worry about the streamer now."

Footsteps came from behind.

Wen Jianyan stood where he was, turned his head slightly, and looked in the direction of the voice.

"Why don't you run away?"

With a smile on the gentleman's lips, he asked gracefully.

Behind them, the two anchors of the red party, who were under control, looked blank, and followed the gentlemen with stiff steps, like two marionettes who lost their souls

Just like before, Anis stretched out his hand, with a sinister smile on his lips: "Props——"

Before he could speak, Wen Jianyan snapped Huangmao's hand away and pressed the doorknob instead of him. Then, like a fish swimming, he turned sideways and entered the room alone. Inside.

"boom."

The door closes.

But his other teammates were all left outside the door.

The gentleman seemed surprised for a moment, but he reacted immediately, showing a dazed expression. He shook his head, smacked his tongue and said, "Tsk."

"Of course, there is nothing wrong with you doing this. After all, no matter what, the lives of your teammates are still very different from your own."

said the gentleman.

He stepped forward and walked to Bai Xue at the end of the line.

Through the mask, he and those strangely dark eyes looked at each other. Bai Xue seemed to be trapped in the same way, but the strange thing was that his eyes were not as dull as others, but still kept a clear mind! Although the gentleman was watching Bai Xue, his voice was talking to Wen Jianyan:

"However, I remember you said that you also left paintings in the gallery, or did you leave them for everyone?"

He snorted lightly and looked away: "However, I don't look like it."

The gentleman walked unhurriedly to the closed door, curled his fingers, and knocked lightly on the door: "Anyway, this is our last proposal."

"Hand over the props, otherwise, your teammates will all die. "

After finishing speaking, the gentleman laughed again: "However, according to your previous reaction, the possibility of leaving the room voluntarily and handing over the props seems...not high."

In fact, your judgment is surprisingly correct. Before the banquet starts, the anchors can't kill each other. Even now, I can't take the lives of your teammates, but I have to wait until the banquet starts That's fine—of course, the moment they come under my control, their fate has already been decided. Even if the dungeon ends in time before I do it, and they go back to the anchor's rest area, as long as I think, they will still will die.

At the same time, the employee rest area is also an absolutely safe place and cannot be invaded at will.

In other words, if you are really not restricted by the lives of other irrelevant people, and you are determined not to leave the room, then, to be honest, there is really nothing we can do about you. As long as you place props on the dinner plate the moment you enter the banquet, your victory is guaranteed. "

Having reached this level, the gentleman is obviously not going to continue playing riddles, but directly unfolding the whole situation.

"However, if you really do this, then we will be convinced to lose. "The gentleman raised his hand, touched the brim of his hat, and acted like a salute: "Although you may not believe it, I like your choice very much."

"In a nightmare, the real law of survival is to survive by whatever means, and it requires absolute interests first," the gentleman said with a slight smile.

"Gain the absolute trust of teammates through ability, but also decisively push others off the cliff at critical moments... It is only natural for a person like Yu to win the final victory in this dungeon."

"I've always had doubts about your potential and the way you gained status, but your actions just now have obviously dispelled all my worries." The gentleman smiled slightly on his upright and handsome face, and his voice with obvious appreciation. "After this dungeon is over, please come to the oracle to find me.

Believe me, we will be better friends than ever imagined. "

At this moment----

There was only a "squeak" sound, and the door handle was turned.

"" The gentleman was obviously taken aback.

The door was opened from the inside, and the door slowly slid open, but strangely, Wen Jianyan did not appear behind the door, on the contrary, he was standing in the middle of a dark room at the moment. The slender figure of the young man was immersed in the darkness, the mask on his face had been lifted, half revealing his handsome and elegant pale face.

"Is that so, thank you so much for your love. "

Wen Jianyan had an impeccable smile on his face, and his answer was elegant and smooth.

"well."

The gentleman sighed lowly.

He looked a little disappointed.

"It seems that you still chose another path, what a pity."

As he spoke, the gentleman stretched out his hand, "Since this is the case, we don't need to say anything more."

Wen Jianyan lowered her eyes, glanced at the gentleman's palm, and said, "Wait a minute. " He raised his eyes

"Did you make a mistake?"

"Oh" the gentleman made a single note calmly.

Wen Jian said, "When did I say, I'm going to accept this deal?"

In an instant, the atmosphere in the air froze.

Anis was obviously fed up with the two people's way of talking with hidden swords hidden in their smiles, and the old and new hatred intertwined, which made him look extra irritable. He took a step forward, his pale face was gloomy:

" Enough. "

"We have put forward the conditions, you either accept it and hand over the props, or you don't accept it, you win, and everyone else has to die.

" Arnis said softly.

Wen Jianyan's eyes circled around him, but he didn't answer his question directly.

"As long as you are manipulated, you will become a marionette forever. Even if you leave the dungeon and return to the anchor hall, the talent is still valid... It's like a permanent unequal contract. It's really a powerful ability." He looked at gentleman, said:

"It's a pity that no matter how powerful or extraordinary a talent is, there is a limit, isn't it?"

The smile on the gentleman's face could not help but fade a little.

Just listen to Wen Jianyan continue to say:

"After meeting us, it is understandable that there was no killer. However, not only did not respond to control, but even after we dismantled him, he just came up slowly to play for him. The more important point is..." Wen Tongji said slightly Can eyes, "After we met, I made a normal system in my arms. The guest left the room, but he didn't take the opportunity to catch up..."

He smiled. "I guess it's because of time constraints."

Without enough time, it is impossible to control people to this extent.

"You only controlled the two anchors of the red party, but not everyone. Obviously, except for the two of them who are the most useful, I'm afraid... maybe there is a limit on the number"

Hearing Wen Jianyan's unhurried analysis of his talent, the gentleman's face gradually turned cold.

"What's the use of talking about this?" Anis became visibly irritable, "You fucking—"

Before he finished speaking, the gentleman stopped him by raising his hand.

"Continue.

" he said.

"You may want to ask, since I have already analyzed these points before, why I still haven't stopped all this, but are still running forward..."

Wen Jianyan tilted her head, narrowed her eyes, and said with a slight smile:

"Of course it's because we each have our own ghosts."

The moment they met in the corridor, Wen Jianyan knew that in this case, no matter whether it was the resource reserves or the ruthlessness of the means, he had absolutely no chance of fighting the opposite side. He was mirrored and real. The change of dungeons was trapped in a narrow area, but similarly, the change of dungeons also gave him a weird...

Advantage

Because, unlike the mirror copy dominated and created by Nightmare, there are [bugs] in the original copy.

It's just that, due to some unknown reasons, Wu Zhu still has an entity in the original copy, but his authority is obviously restricted. Wen Jianyan discovered this on the first night only if he "discovered" his arrival.

During the whole time from the elevator to the corridor, Wu Zhu didn't appear, but after he entered the room and appeared in the mirror, he appeared immediately.

So, after realizing that he was now at an irreparable disadvantage... Wen Jianyan decided to cheat.

Throughout the corridor, there are paintings in all the guest rooms.

Only in the absolutely safe "employee rest area", the location of the painting is a mirror.

Gentlemen need enough time to control people, and Wen Jianyan... is also fighting for the opportunity to turn things around.

He's not running back to safety.

But looking for chips.

Wen Jianyan turned her head slightly and looked into the mirror beside her.

In the huge mirror, the slender and tall figure of the young man was reflected.

A tall man stood beside him affectionately, his long thick black hair fell on the young man's shoulders, and a pair of golden, cold eyes flickered in the darkness.

And beside him, the condensed darkness surged, sticking to it, like a huge hand, or like a huge wave, wrapping his whole body firmly, almost swallowing him;

like...

The invisible horror monster bent down, put away its claws and claws at the fragile human beings, and sniffed obsessively.

This scene is extremely weird, with a kind of evil that makes people unable to look away.

Outside the door, a gentleman's voice came:

"So, what you mean is that you took the initiative to come to this room to gain the advantage that you can turn adversity into victory and turn danger into safety." "He is lying to you."

Anis's gloomy voice sounded, "He has no means."

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath and forced herself to look away from the mirror. He looked at the group of gentlemen outside the door.

"I know, you don't believe me. "

"I think, you should have the "props" of the foreknowledge department." "He emphasized the syllable on the word prop.

The gentleman obviously understood what he meant, and the man's face darkened.

"Why don't you try divination," Wen Jianyan smiled and said, "...all of you, will you die?"

On the side of the young man, the white and slender fingertips quietly wrapped around the cold fingers with distinct knuckles. Like a warm snake, snuggling, taming, and bewitching.

Although they have long been familiar with the opponent's lies, his overly calm attitude still made them suspicious. Although he had been cheated once before, Anis couldn't help showing a wave of shaken expression on his face. Apparently the same goes for gentlemen.

With a cold face, he took out something from the backpack.

A small wooden barrel filled with sticks of different colors.

He shook the stick and made a rattling sound, and soon a wooden stick fell out of it.

The gentleman picked up the wooden stick, and the moment he saw the words on it, his pupils shrank.

It was red, like words written with sticky blood. Big bad.

The gentleman quickly put the stick back into the barrel and shook it again.

Crash.

The second stick fell out.

Big bad.

Three times in a row, all of them had this result.

The gentleman held the wooden stick with the word "big murderer" written on it, the veins on the back of his hand burst out, his face was blue, and he asked each word: "What did you do?" This time, he didn't even use the honorific .

Without any warning, the positions of the two sides turned upside down. No one could have imagined that the black side would lose its dominant position so quickly. This is simply beyond everyone's imagination.

"It doesn't matter what I did," Wen Jianyan downplayed the answer to the question, "What matters is what to do next."

He took a step forward unhurriedly, exposing his face to the light.

"A new agreement." "Fair competition."

"You release the control over everyone, completely, and promise not to use it again in this copy," Wen Jianyan stared straight at the opposite side, and said in a cold, even neutral manner, "And I, It is guaranteed that the props will not be activated before the last three minutes of the banquet, how?"

"During this process, we can **** it at will." The gentleman narrowed his eyes and asked.

"Of course. "Wen Jianyan said, "As long as you can. "

Although Wen Jianyan wanted the other party to remove his ability directly, the problem was...he didn't have enough bargaining chips.

You know, both Gentleman and Arnis have left their own portraits in the gallery, that is to say, with an extra life, if Wu Zhu kills them, it will be nothing more than sending them out of the dungeon in advance, and it will not be true. As for their other teammates... Wen Jianyan doubts how much these people are worth to Gentleman and Anis. There is a high probability that it is just a tool that is used and thrown away.

In their capacity, after leaving the dungeon, some anchors squeezed their heads and wanted to join their team.

In case the other party thinks that the final result is to lose an extra life anyway, why not bring his teammates together, and if the net is broken, even Wen Jianyan has Wu Zhu around him [bug] can't stop it,

Wen Jianyan couldn't afford to gamble.

Instead of pushing the opponent to a corner, it is better to "compete fairly." At least in this way, no irreparable damage will be caused.

After a short but long silence, the gentleman on the opposite side smiled softly: "Okay, deal."

call.

Wen Jianyan breathed a sigh of relief.

The two stepped forward, purchased a two-way contract from the Nightmare Store, and completed the signing.

The next second after the signing was completed, the teammates who were still stiff just now suddenly loosened their bodies, as if they had lost control and restraint, and regained control over their bodies.

Immediately after recovering, they hurried back.

Yun Bilan grabbed Bai Xue who was still out of condition, and pulled him back into the room.

Everyone tensed up, firmly guarding Wen Jianyan behind their backs, and put on a deterrent state as if they were facing an enemy.

"Don't be so nervous," the gentleman glanced over those people's shoulders, collided with Wen Jianyan's gaze, and said with a smile, "Thank your captain, at least we won't make any moves until the banquet starts. "

The gaffe just now seemed never to have happened, and he regained the ease he had at the beginning. it's a pity.

The gentleman shook his head, his lips moving in a silent sigh.

I don't know if it's a pity that he didn't succeed in getting the props from Wen Jianyan, or something else...

"Okay, ladies and gentlemen," the gentleman raised his hand, touched the brim of his hat, and gave an elegant salute, "see you at the banquet." After speaking, he turned around and left with the others.

Although Wen Jianyan was not controlled by the other party's talent, but at the moment the gentleman left, he still felt as if some invisible shackles were loosened from his body, causing his body to lose its strength. He heaved a long sigh of relief, took a few steps back with his legs weak, and sat down on the edge of the bed.

After staring at the gentlemen's backs and disappearing, they quickly withdrew to the room in the staff rest area. The door shut with a bang. Huang Mao raised his hand to turn on the light.

In the next second, a dim yellow light flooded the entire room, dispelling the sticky ink-like darkness.

"What happened just now?" Yun Bilan turned her head, took a few steps forward, and asked anxiously.

Chen Mo also looked puzzled, he touched the back of his head:

"I always feel like I don't have any memory for a while..."

The yellow hair said weakly: "Hey..."

Wen Jianyan waved his hands weakly: "It's nothing."

The bed beside him was heavy. Wu Zhu sat down next to him.

In the next second, Wen Jianyan felt a weight on his shoulders, and the other party perseveredly came over and put his head on his shoulders.

By moving his shoulders, Wen Jianyan pushed the person away without any trace. He doesn't have time to deal with this guy right now.

"It's just a brief negotiation ---"

Yellow hair "Hello"

His voice suddenly raised, everyone was taken aback, and turned their heads to look at the past at the same time.

Huangmao stood firmly on the spot, as if his feet had taken root, his face turned pale, and he was staring at a certain direction, Mimi raised her hand tremblingly, and pointed into the mirror: "Only, am I the only one who saw it? yes"

Everyone was shocked and looked in the direction Huang Mao was pointing at.

Wen Jianyan looked in the direction of Huangmao's finger.

At this moment, he was sitting on the edge of the bed facing the mirror, and beside him was a non-human with black hair and golden eyes.

"Didn't you see that there is an extra person beside the captain!"

And Huangmao... just pointed at the man next to him that shouldn't exist, and said in a nervous, trembling voice:

"Who is this guy! "

Feeling countless eyes falling on herself and the blank space beside her... Wen Jianyan froze.

To be precise, he froze from head to toe.

At this moment, a certain very large thing beside him once again relentlessly moved over.

This time, without Wen Jianyan's persistent obstruction, he finally managed to put his chin on the human shoulder, and rubbed it happily. In the corridor, everyone ran wildly.