Welcome to the Nightmare Live Chapter 38

Chapter Thirty-eight

On the live square.

[Fukang Private General Hospital] has become the most popular live broadcast hall in the entire square.

Not only has the difficulty been raised to B-, but the viewing value has also been raised to the highest threshold that can be achieved by a C-level initial dungeon:

It is simply a miracle that has never been seen before!

The winning rate and support rate of the red and black sides are hung high above the hall.

As a hunting book, for the first time, the black team's winning rate and support rate far surpassed the red team's!

"This time the captain of the black team is really nb, and turned the tide with his own strength! There have been several dungeons targeting him crazily.

"I'm afraid Black will really make history this time! His winning rate has reached 98% now, basically stable!"

"Not necessarily. The red side seems to be hiding some hole cards. I think it's better not to draw conclusions casually."

"The dungeon will end automatically in less than ten minutes. Even if you have a hole card, it's useless, right?"

"Black rushes!"

While the audience in the lobby was discussing, without warning, the situation suddenly turned around unprecedentedly!

Black's support rate and winning rate have gradually gained an advantage in the middle of the game. Now that the dungeon is coming to an end, although the support rate has not changed, but from a certain moment, Black's winning rate suddenly began to drop significantly!

The black blood bar at the top of the hall dropped crazily, and it dropped to 1% in the end!

The red side regained its absolute advantage!

All the audience was in an uproar.

what happened?

This, how is this possible? !

"Ahhh what happened? Why is Black suddenly going to lose?!"

"I just went to look at the red square for ten minutes! What's going on! What did I miss!"

"Fuck, I just watched the replay. It seems that the red side used props to summon the dungeon boss that the black captain once offended. Good guy, come back!"

"Damn it, right? I put all my points on black this time, don't!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

"Don't be a riddle in the front! I'm going to be tortured by curiosity and can't stand it anymore. Can someone tell me what kind of enmity is between Captain Black and the dungeon boss? Is he still alive or not?"

"Well...how should I put it..."

"Probably, he made the dungeon boss to be his dog for a minute, not only slapped him, but also took away the other's first kiss, and used the other party to slap his **** and turn around and run away after completing the task... the kind of hatred. "

"Okay, I understand."

"The liar is done."

It's over, it's over, it's over...

Wen Jianyan played these two words in a loop in his mind.

The reason why he dared to offend the other party completely without any scruples in the last dungeon was because he was sure that as soon as the dungeon was over, they would never see each other again.

After understanding the operation mode of Nightmare, Wen Jianyan felt more at ease.

After all, the host can't re-enter the dungeon he participated in. Even if he takes a step back, the dungeon of Decai Middle School has already been awarded a platinum achievement, and it is impossible to open it again.

—In that case, there is nothing to worry about!

result…

Now…

Wen Jianyan stared dumbfounded at the man standing in front of her, she couldn't believe her eyes, she felt that her whole body was cold from head to toe, and almost lost the courage to face what was about to happen next.

Why hasn't anyone told him that the boss can still visit between dungeons? !

Wen Jianyan was stupid.

Isn't this tantamount to letting him die! !

He opened the system store interface as quickly as possible, but for some reason, all the products on the store interface were grayed out, and they couldn't be purchased just like last time.

The light curtain flickered twice as if the signal was bad, and then disappeared before Wen Jianyan's eyes.

"..." Isn't it?

One step, two steps, three steps.

The man with black hair and golden pupils walked towards Wen Jianyan step by step. His steps were steady and even, and he stepped silently in the darkness engulfed by shadows without making a sound. The heart twitched involuntarily, and the whole person flinched back uncontrollably.

"jingle—"

The shackles on the ankles made a crisp metal impact sound with the movement, which was very clear in the dead silence of the room.

Wen Jianyan's face turned pale.

The shackles were not released.

It's over, it's over, it's over, it's over...

Under the instinctive fear, the upper body of the young man was forced to stick tightly to the operating table. The beautiful chest and abdomen were soft and firm, and heaved with the rapid rhythm of breathing. Tensioned under extreme tension and panic, like a small animal with beautiful fur trembling under danger.

The shadow spread up along the operating table, lightly clinging to the young man.

The man stood beside the operating table calmly, his pale face was immersed in the shadows, but the almost absurd extreme beauty was not diluted by half.

The golden eyes were lowered, and the bottom of the eyes was calm, and his gaze swept across the human body in front of him inch by inch.

"You, hello."

Wen Jianyan greeted him tremblingly, completely unable to see the arrogance of the previous dungeon when he treated the other party like a dog: "Okay, long time no see."

When it comes to slipping and kneeling and admitting cowardice, Wen Jianyan considers himself number two, and no one dares to admit number one.

Run as long as you can, counsel as much as you need to, and never confront anyone head-on.

As long as you can save your life! !

But this time, Wen Jianyan was uncommonly uncertain.

Not only because I completely offended the opponent in the last dungeon, but also because of the strength of the opponent... To some extent, it seems that it cannot be affected by the authority of the nightmare system.

In other words, even if he has a way to buy props now, it may not be effective for him.

It's just too scary.

The other party's gaze is not cold, and there is no particularly strong anger or hatred. This sense of oppression has nothing to do with emotions, but purely from the scrutiny between different species.

A dangerous shudder rose from the depths of his soul.

The man did not speak.

He just bent down quietly, pressed the young man's chin with his cold palm, forcing him to look up.

The back of Wen Jianyan's head hit the operating table with a "boom", and the spine made a rattling sound under the strong pressure. The other party's fingers were cold and strong, like iron hoops, which made him unable to move, and was forced to expose his soft and fragile neck.

The lights above his head flickered, and the dazzling halo pierced into his eyes, making him feel dizzy.

Something cold and soft touched his chest, itching, making his muscles tense subconsciously.

Wen Jianyan reacted belatedly.

—It's the other's...hair.

In the next second, the cold, wet tip of the tongue licked the side of the neck vigorously.

-What? !

Wen Jianyan's eyes widened in disbelief, and his body bounced like a white fish.

He instinctively struggled, but was ruthlessly suppressed in the next moment, and was pinned down on the operating table by that tyrannical force, unable to move at all.

The small wound on the young man's neck that was just scratched by the scalpel was already blood clotted, but it was easily torn open again at this moment.

Warm scarlet blood gushes out, and then is sucked into another cold mouth.

Stinging, numb itching.

The fragile throat was easily controlled by the other party, and the terrifying feeling that his life was hanging by a thread made Wen Jianyan dare not move an inch, his Adam's apple rolled up and down uncontrollably, trembling slightly with the rhythm of breathing.

Soon, the other party let go of his hand.

The strand of hair hanging down was also gone.

Wen Jianyan looked pale and looked at the other party in panic.

The man still had that extremely calm expression, a little of his blood was stained on his pale thin lips, it was scarlet and eerie, like a spirit that feeds on human blood.

His eyes were dark golden.

Condescending and full of desire.

That look was very familiar, and Wen Jianyan immediately realized it.

— that's appetite.

Wen Jianyan was terrified.

You **** still want to eat me! ! !

No no no no!

What he wants is to lie on a warm bed with Wan Guan's wealth and die of old age!

Being eaten by a **** ghost is definitely not the ending he wanted!

Think fast, think fast, think of a way to survive!

Wen Jianyan racked his brains, recalling the information he got in the last dungeon.

—Mirror, deep sleep, soul, quality.

Finally, hoarsely, he shouted:

"Father God!"

The other party paused, his golden eyes moved slightly, and his eyes moved to Wen Jianyan's face, as if he was asking something silently.

You're so **** polite before you eat.

"Father God,"

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, and said slowly: "I understand, I disturbed your slumber, you urgently need more nourishment to restore your glory, it is my honor to be your food, but..."

He racked his brains and said slowly:

“We have to be sustainable too, right?”

"Although the quality of my soul is high, it will disappear after a meal. How about..."

Wen Jianyan said more and more smoothly: "Why don't you let me be your subject, I will become your faithful believer, so that I can continuously bring you new food..."

As long as you delay enough, you win!

The man bent down, rubbed the remaining blood on Wen Jianyan's neck with his fingertips, and then gently licked it away with the tip of his tongue.

"The taste has changed."

This was the first time Wen Jianyan spoke since he could remember.

His voice was deep and magnetic, with a little hoarseness, and a strange metallic texture.

It's not very smooth, and it seems to have a little unconscious doubt.

"..." Wen Jianyan was taken aback.

Taste changed?

Could it be that... the mother of the world's BUFF still has a little effect? Make him more non-human now?

"good smell."

The man leaned over and sniffed Wen Jianyan's neck, his dark golden eyes were filled with desire.

Grass, so perverted!

Why does it make you more hungry after changing it!

—Although you are a ghost, you can't be so perverted!

Wen Jianyan was a little bit broken.

"You do call me Father God, but no respect."

The other party's language function became smoother at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He grabbed Wen Jianyan's throat with his cold fingertips, and slowly stroked the throbbing blood vessels under the other's skin:

"You said, I love you so much that I can't extricate myself."

The man leaned over and looked at the young man with those emotionless golden eyes. His eyes were burning with endless animal desires, with pure inhuman primitive cruelty:

"—I wish I could be your dog."

He repeated what Wen Jianyan said in the previous copy without changing a word, and even the tone of voice was vivid.

The voice was extremely calm, without any emotional ups and downs, but every word the other party said was like a heavy hammer hitting Wen Jianyan's heart. Every time he said a word, his heart couldn't help but tremble.

So you didn't forget.

Why, why did he say hello in the last dungeon!

Why!

Wen Jianyan was almost desperate.

"…What's the meaning?"

the man continued to ask.

He stared at the human youth in front of him with those inhuman golden pupils. There was no hatred or anger in his eyes, just silent exploration, and even a little bit of confusion and bewilderment.

It seemed that he was really puzzled from the bottom of his heart.

Wen Jianyan was taken aback.

Could it be that...the other party didn't fully understand what he said in the last dungeon?

Reminiscent of the stuttering and unskilled voice in the man's voice when he spoke just now—

A bold guess gradually formed in Wen Jianyan's mind.

A little light of hope danced in his eyes and burned fiercely.

"it means,"

He gritted his teeth and gave it all up: "I fell in love with you at first sight!"

"..." The man paused, and slowly narrowed his dark golden eyes with unclear emotions, staring at the human youth in puzzlement.

"Don't you remember, when the mirror wanted to make a deal with me before, I already gave my answer!"

"It is precisely because I fell in love with you deeply and unable to extricate myself when I met you for the first time, that's why I desperately want to be with you, and that's why I can't regard you as God the Father The same respect! That's why I couldn't get what I asked for, and made such a desperate act."

The young man's body was imprisoned on the operating table by shackles and shadows. He raised his head, revealing his white and fragile injured neck, like a lamb sent to his own throat, docile and soft, with a pair of amber eyes sincere and focused, like honey. Sweet as sugar, with demagogic devotion and docility.

Throat trembled slightly, a wisp of scarlet blood dripped from the side of the neck:

"—It's all because I love you."

Chapter end