Welcome to the Nightmare Live Chapter 456

Chapter 456

Wen Jianyan's brain was a little short-circuited.

He lay on the spot, maintaining a curled up posture, staring blankly at this person who shouldn't be here.

...Witch Candle?

Wait a minute, this shouldn't be.

Before Wen Jianyan could react, pitch-black shadows gathered from all directions.

An invisible force supported his body, and Wen Jianyan was caught off guard, his whole body was shocked, and the stiffness of his body almost immediately involved the wound on his palm.

Wen Jianyan's eyes darkened, and cold sweat dripped from his neck.

When he came back to his senses, he had already been put on the sofa.

Wu Zhu bent down in front of Wen Jianyan and looked at him carefully.

The long, icy black hair hangs down, and the face hidden in the shadows is expressionless, but it just gives people the illusion that they are not in a happy mood.

Wen Jianyan's current appearance can be described as a mess.

Due to entering the Ouroboros, the effect of the badge temporarily disappeared, and he returned to his original appearance, with pale cheeks without blood, forehead covered with cold sweat, eyelids half-lifted, panting with great difficulty.

Below his wrist, there is no half of intact flesh and blood, under the incomplete flesh and blood, there are dense white bones, black blood gurgles from the damaged wound, and the flesh in the palm of his hand is scraped off, it is shocking and terrifying to watch.

Wen Jianyan finally recovered from the pain just now.

"you…"

Wen Jianyan forced himself to raise his eyes, and in the bursts of blackened vision, the figure of the other party had doubled, making it impossible for him to accurately judge the distance between them.

He asked forcefully, weakly, intermittently.

"You, why the **** are you here?"

If he remembered correctly, when he was in the administrative building before, the other party had completely broken free from the shackles of the Ouroboros and escaped from the prison.

Wu Zhu is no longer a prisoner who is forced to obey, and he is no longer the ruler holding the reins.

Therefore, when entering the Ouroboros, Wen Jianyan had no idea at all...

Wu Zhu is still here?

After all, how is it possible?

The power relations created by props are completely shattered, and there is no such thing as one.

And the existing verbal agreement between them is too fragile, the bet is not binding, and can even be broken at any time.

Especially when the object is the moody "God".

Therefore, Wen Jianyan never expected to see Wu Zhu in the Ouroboros again.

After all... how is that possible?

This place was once a prison for gods.

After the shackles were shattered, how could he take the initiative to live back?

and…

Wen Jianyan stared at Wu Zhu's face in puzzlement.

Why is this guy still acting like a master inexplicably? !

About a minute ago, the other party did ask "Why did you come in?" He must have heard correctly, right?

Wu Zhu's attitude was so natural that Wen Jianyan's brain went down for a moment.

…what's the situation?

You don't really think this is your home, do you? ? ?

I don't know if the fact that the other party is still in Ouroboros is too beyond my imagination, or the other party's performance is too shameless after seeing him, Wen Jianyan can't think of anything else except "Why are you here?" What more can I ask.

Wen Jianyan inspected Wu Zhu's face steadily, not noticing Wu Zhu's hand stretched out towards his wrist for a while.

By the time he noticed, it was too late.

"…Well!"

When being caught by the palm, Wen Jianyan didn't even have the strength to scream, only a short breath came out of his throat.

In just two seconds, his shirt was soaked in cold sweat, and even his hair was trembling.

Wu Zhu glanced at him: "Does it hurt?"

Wen Jianyan's eyes were dark, the pain was so painful that he almost lost his breath, and he couldn't speak a word for a while.

I! Grass!

...You, say, what? !

"It's okay to be in pain."

There was still no emotional change on Wu Zhu's face.

"how come?"

"...fuck... your mother... ah!"

A trembling voice escaped from Wen Jianyan's throat.

"I still have the strength to scold," Wu Zhu said, "It means it's not painful."

"..." Wen Jianyan was so angry that she wanted to roll her eyes.

It had to be said that he still missed the time when this guy was not so human.

It's easy to deceive, easy to coax, and easy to manipulate.

"Okay, let me change the question." Wu Zhu lowered his head and glanced at Wen Jianyan's hand, and the shadow fell on his face. Although his expression was still calm, he seemed inexplicably cold and treacherous, "Who did it?"

Wen Jianyan was covered in cold sweat, raised his thin and trembling eyelids, and glanced at Wu Zhu.

He twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "...myself."

Although the purpose is not to have too much involvement with the other party, but he is not lying.

No one asked him to turn around and close the coffin. All the choices were made by Wen Jianyan himself, and the price was naturally borne by him.

Wu Zhu looked at him, as if he didn't believe it.

"It's you, what do you care about?" Wen Jianyan stared at the other party, and sneered dryly, "What's none of your business?"

This sentence seems to have touched a switch that should not be touched.

Wu Zhu suddenly leaned forward.

Those pale, bright golden cold eyes stared at Wen Jianyan, and the excessive color was so overwhelming that he had the illusion of being engulfed.

"I thought I said that."

The opponent seemed to increase his strength mercilessly.

Wen Jianyan's eyes darkened again, and he trembled.

In the darkness crowded from all directions, the other party's deep and cold voice, like a curse, and like a love language came.

"you are mine."

"Your blood, your flesh, your bones, and even a strand of your hair are mine."

Severe pain spread from the fingertips, gnawing at the flesh and blood, bones and meridians, Wen Jianyan clenched his teeth, and swallowed the scream forcefully.

When the other party let go of his hand, he slumped down and fell back on the sofa exhausted.

His hair was already soaked in cold sweat, sticking to Bai Shengsheng's neck, his eyelids drooped to block his distracted eyeballs, and his whole body was trembling pitifully.

Wu Zhu moved closer again.

He seemed to want to help Wen Jianyan brush the hair off his face, his movements were gentle.

Wen Jianyan raised his hand reflexively—

As soon as he waved his hand, he broke out in a cold sweat again.

No, it hurts—!

But Wen Jianyan realized it was too late.

Even though he withdrew his strength, his fingers still softly bumped into it, and then...the opponent grabbed him with all his strength without mercy.

Wen Jianyan closed her eyes tightly and gritted her teeth, but in her imagination, the severe pain like a mountain roar and tsunami did not come.

Wen Jianyan was startled, and he suddenly realized that he seemed to be able to feel the temperature of the opponent's palm, the touch of the skin?

The fingers curled up slightly.

Doesn't it hurt?

Wen Jianyan opened his eyes and looked over carefully.

He leaned on the sofa, while Wu Zhu leaned over his waist and watched him from a distance.

In the cold and broad palm of the man, Wen Jianyan's intact fingers were held.

The two looked at each other.

Time seemed to stand still for a brief moment.

Wu Zhu held his hand and raised it to his cheeks, her eyes were always on him, and her lips were on the back of Wen Jianyan's white and smooth hand.

"this is mine."

The cold kiss was as light as a feather, falling on the young man's fingertips, fingertips, and finger sides.

"It's mine too."

His voice was like a curse.

"Whoever moves will pay the price."

Wen Jianyan's breathing stopped for a moment.

But soon, he came back to his senses and said blankly:

"I haven't won the bet yet. Isn't it too early to declare ownership?"

He sneered and said, "I advise you to rethink the answer before I dismantle the nightmare."

Wen Jianyan said sarcastically:

"...At least I won't let myself lose too badly."

I don't know why, ever since I tore my face with Wu Zhu in the administrative building, Wen Jianyan has been too lazy to put on the obedient and obedient appearance before, even the gentle and gentle manner in normal times. The appearance is no longer pretending.

Although his face was still pale to the point of no blood, his pitch-black hair was completely wet with sweat, and he was so weak that he seemed to be dying, but his sentences were still barbed, sarcasm, and unforgiving.

"Also," Wen Jianyan stared at him coldly, and asked, "Why are you still here?"

"This is my prop, my room. Since you have broken free from the shackles, you should get out. What's the matter if you stay here?"

Wu Zhu: "...you want me to go?"

Wen Jianyan couldn't tell if he was hurt.

But he doesn't care about that.

"Yeah, can't you hear it?"

Wu Zhu tilted his head, and put his face on Wen Jianyan's hand: "If I leave here, Mengmai will be aware of my existence immediately, won't he know everything? Our bet should be How to do it?"

Wen Jianyan: "..."

He stared at each other without speaking.

The other party didn't seem to be threatening him by asking such a question, but genuinely confused.

This also made him look even more annoying.

"Of course, if you want, after I find a way to block the nightmare, I will leave."

Wu Zhu suddenly lowered his head and bit Wen Jianyan's index finger.

It's not hard.

But the newly grown flesh is still too delicate and sensitive, so that the touch when the other party's hard teeth fall is too vivid, Wen Jianyan shivered, and he could even feel the wet tip of the other party's tongue and the cold mouth. Under the sudden stimulation, his whole body trembled, and he involuntarily took a breath.

"Until then, I'll be here."

Wu Zhu raised his eyes, inserted his fingers into the opponent's fingers very naturally, and then tightened his grip:

He stared at Wen Jianyan with those cold, emotionless golden eyes.

In the shadows, it was impossible to tell whether he was smiling or not.

"—However, I can pay for the room."

Wen Jianyan's leaving was as abrupt as when he came in.

Wu Zhu watched the back of the other party disappearing in a hurry. After a long time, he retracted his gaze, lowered his head, and glanced at his hand.

I don't know when, his pale and cold fingertips have turned blue, blackened, and even slowly rotted inwards, which looked particularly shocking on that marble-like hand.

look...

It's not like successfully treating human injuries, but it's like just transferring the damage suffered by the other party to oneself.

He looked away indifferently, and lowered his hand again.

It doesn't matter, it's not the first time.

It's just because his current strength has not recovered for the time being, so it looks a little more obvious.

Overall, not worth mentioning.

Wu Zhu frowned.

It's just... I don't know if it can dissipate before Wen Jianyan comes in next time.

After all, in this state, he can't touch the other person's skin, can't feel the other person's body temperature.

This is not acceptable.

Wu Zhu raised his head and looked gloomyly at the dark sky.

it's a pity.

Couldn't find a culprit for all of this.

Losing the shackles of Ouroboros is a double-edged sword.

Ever since he broke free from the Ouroboros, he lost the connection with the owner of the prop. Because of this, he couldn't have a vague perception of the outside world like before, and understand what happened outside.

Going on like this is not a long-term solution after all.

Wu Zhu's eyes flashed the appearance of human beings falling into the Ouroboros in pain, and his face became a little colder.

Of course the bet must continue.

But that doesn't mean he allows others to get past him and make the humans he cares about become like—

Still under the erosion of such malicious power.

deep in the thick grave.

The pitch-black coffin has been tightly closed, and the peeling black paint on it has been recovering little by little since I don't know when. The cold atmosphere has been re-sealed into the coffin, and it seems to have fallen into a deep sleep again.

[Integrity First] Live Room:

"The signal is back?"

"Ah, ah, it's recovered, it's recovered!"

"Fuck, the anchor is actually alive? Strange, I thought he was dead, tsk tsk tsk."

"Ah, it really scared me to death, woo woo woo, anchor, do you know how I spent the ten minutes just now!!"

Accompanied by intermittent snowflakes, the screen once again appeared on the huge screen in the live broadcast room.

In the depths of the dark grave.

Wen Jianyan's eyelids trembled, and he opened his eyes.

After leaving the Ouroboros space, a thick wax film covered him again, isolating everything out, like putting a wall between him and reality.

Before he had time to think about what happened just now, the strong sleepiness that seemed to drag him into an eternal night hit him again. If he hesitated for a second, he might never wake up.

Fortunately, Wen Jianyan was well prepared for this.

The moment he regained consciousness, he activated his reward times without hesitation.

"...Zi...Is the host confirmed to activate the...Zizi...system reward duration?"

"yes!"

Wen Jianyan answered decisively.

[Integrity First] Live Room:

"Damn, I forgot the invincibility duration of this reward, oh, shit..."

"Hahahahahahaha the mason must have never thought that the anchor would have this reward for him, you're silly!"

"Don't underestimate the gold content of the dungeon exploration record holder! Don't forget that this dungeon is alienated by him!"

"But it's very strange. If he activated this number of times now, where did he go in the past few minutes? He didn't die under the pressure of the grave and the erosion of the coffin. It's outrageous."

"I don't know... And have you noticed that the anchor even has his hands back!"

"??? Did he have any hole cards that he didn't use? So what happened in the few minutes just disconnected!"

"I do not know!!"

At a time when the barrage was full of chatter and people couldn't agree on what to do, Wen Jianyan had already activated the safety time limit.

Everything feels like the pause button has been pressed.

The coldness, pain, and even the confusion and fear caused by the san value all disappeared together. Since entering the instance, Wen Jianyan has never felt so healthy and strong.

Good guy, should it be said that the system is invincible time given by Nightmare?

However, now is not the time to lament this.

Wen Jianyan quickly came back to his senses.

The time is limited, and he needs to return to the ground in just one minute.

Wen Jianyan raised his head to look at the thick soil layer above, exerted all his strength, and floated up at the fastest speed. The cold, damp, and rotten-smelling soil passed by his side. As time went by, his distance The ground is getting closer.

【00:00】

The one-minute countdown is over.

However, enough is enough.

The thickness of the grave was already thin enough. Although Wen Jianyan was still sleepy, she would not be as irresistible as before.

A system voice came from the ear:

"The reward period has expired."

"You have two reward periods left to activate."

[Cooling time: three hours]

Suddenly, the top of Wen Jianyan's head hit something very hard, and there was a muffled "boom".

He paused and looked up.

Obviously, he's pretty close to the ground now.

Through the loose soil, I can vaguely see the faint light coming in from the outside. It is only about two or three fingers thick, and I can return to the surface, but...

Wen Jianyan hesitated for a moment, raised his hand, and touched the top of his head.

The soil that was supposed to be soft, for some reason, felt hard and heavy like a slate, like a huge cover, firmly pressed against the top of the head.

[Integrity First] Live Room:

"…ah?"

"Ah??? Can't go up???"

"...I just breathed a sigh of relief! Now I'm blocked again! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

On the screen of the live broadcast room, the young man turned around under the soil layer, tightened his slender legs, and then kicked up—

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The voice was heavy and muffled, as if it was solid, without any movement or change at all.

It was obviously only a thin layer of soil, but it was so firmly covered on the surface of the soil layer, like Mount Tai, it was completely immovable, and it was so dark that it pressed on the top of the head, making it almost impossible to breathe.

[Integrity First] Live Room:

"Damn, brothers, I came back from next door, you must not believe what was done there..."

"ah?"

"What?? Damn, tell me, don't be a fool!"

"On the Mason's side, before leaving, he activated the props on the ground...the ones bought in the system store are specially used to prevent monsters. Because the price is not too high, they cover the surrounding area of ​​100 meters."

"Ah?????? Is it necessary for him???"

That's right, the masons used the low-level props in the system store to seal up the entire graveyard.

If it is a ghost with a high horror level, it will not be hindered by such props, but for Wen Jianyan's current state, it is completely enough.

You know, under the effect of the badge, Wen Jianyan is now a "weird".

Therefore, if he wants the props and talents of the anchor, he must take off the badge and become a "student" again.

But the problem is that human beings cannot survive under the grave.

Mason's move is not without viciousness.

If Wen Jianyan wanted to figure it out, he had to take off the badge, and if he took it off, he would be buried in the grave.

If Wen Jianyan keeps the badge, it also means that he will never be able to leave the ground, let alone catch the school bus that is about to return.

Unless...he could find some way, under the grave, to get out of this area that had been sealed off by the masons.

But this is a radius of 100 meters.

It is easy to get lost on the ground, and it is even more impossible to get lost underground.

"Damn...he really wants to bury the anchor alive."

"My family members are sweating coldly behind my back."

"Wait, wait, everyone, don't panic, there must be a solution! Don't forget that the host still has the previous reward period, I remember there are two more, right? As long as you activate it and take off the badge, you can leave—"

"Ah, are you stupid? The system said just now that it needs three hours to cool down!"

"Speaking of which, how long will it take for the school bus to leave?"

"…twenty minutes.":,,.

Chapter end