Welcome to the Nightmare Live Chapter 81

Chapter 81

Small, only a dozen centimeters tall male doll sits on a high shelf, wearing a long fluffy skirt.

This dress is indeed very beautiful.

Red and black colors, lace, ribbons, bows, everything.

Complicated patterns support the square neckline, revealing the young man's slender neck and straight shoulders. There are layers of bright red flower buds, and the extremely bright red sets off the extremely white complexion. In a narrow top, it reveals a creamy texture in dim light.

His waist was already slender, but at this moment, when he was tightened by the waist belt, it was tightened into a gentle and flexible arc, and the waistline was provocatively recessed, so he could easily pinch it with two fingers.

Layers of beautiful lace gauze skirts were lifted by the keel into a fluffy handful, covering the waistline tightly.

Wen Jianyan's figure is very good, tight and slender, not exaggerated, but graceful and powerful.

At the moment, the boundaries of this gender are easily blurred, bringing a kind of contradictory, neutral and **** beauty.

[Integrity First] The barrage area in the live broadcast room exploded.

"Help ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! A dog liar shrunk down to be able to hold in the palm of your hand! And this skirt! This skirt!! This skirt!!!"

"Big **** and thin waist, **** and thin waist ah ah ah ah!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, help me!"

"I can't believe I'm the only one taking screenshots in embarrassment!"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo(oo

Wen Jianyan's eyes widened slightly, and he opened and closed his palms.

That's right, it was his original body.

But it was shrunk down to the size of a doll, and it was placed high on a shelf, while the murderer who made the victim into a doll was sharpening his knife not far away.

[Congratulations to the host for triggering the scene: one, two, three wooden people]

[The hosts are asked to find the third card without being discovered (debuff: all props are invalidated)]

Wen Jianyan raised his eyes and searched the room.

Soon, he found a few familiar faces among the dolls. Yun Bilan was sitting on the middle shelf of the opposite shelf, wearing a powder blue cake dress, and her blue hair was braided into a big twist The braid hangs on one side of the shoulder, Alice is at the bottom of the shelf, and the ball is on the same shelf as him, lower than him.

Obviously, they also entered the hidden branch and received the same task.

Since the wording adopted by the system is "the anchors", it should have been assumed by default that they are a team, and there is no competition between them, but they can cooperate with each other.

And [One Two Three Wooden Figures] should also hint at the way to complete this branch: quietly look for the card, and when Felice looks at it, pretend to be a puppet and don't move, you should be able to get away with it.

Obviously, several other people also realized this, everyone silently nodded to each other, and then began to search in a small area around them.

Suddenly, the sound of "chacha" sharpening stopped.

The sudden dead silence made one's whole body tense, and all the anchors stopped moving instantly.

Phyllis moved.

He stood up, and his body as heavy as a mountain of meat stepped on the ground, causing the shelves where the dolls were placed to tremble.

"Doll, doll, hey, hey, let's play together..."

He smirked, stretched out a big hand with thick hair, pulled a doll off the shelf, fiddled with it jerkyly, tugged at the hem of the skirt, and pulled at the arm.

"Stab—"

The cloth was torn apart, and the soft and white cotton flew away.

One of the doll's arms was jerked off.

Phyllis stared blankly at the puppet, and the whole person froze in place.

In the next second, his expression slowly distorted, and there was a sharp hiss in his dull and thick voice:

"Don't play with me, don't play with me...don't play with me!"

Phyllis looked ferocious and violent, with a frightening look of madness flashing in his eyes, he picked up the freshly sharpened knife, and pressed the doll on the table.

"Crack!"

A cold light flashed, and the doll's head was cut off abruptly, and the stiff, laughing head rolled on the floor.

But even so, Phyllis wasn't done venting yet.

He tugged at various parts of the doll's body, tearing and screaming frantically, before finally tearing it to pieces.

The air fell into a dead silence.

All the anchors who had turned into dolls didn't dare to make a sound. When they thought that such a thing might happen to them, they couldn't help but feel cold and froze in place, afraid that they would become the next victim.

Phyllis threw the broken doll aside, stood up, walked with heavy steps, and walked to the wall where various instruments of torture were hung, as if picking something.

Although the anchors still had lingering fears about what happened just now, they still took action again, and took advantage of his back to this side to speed up the pace of looking for cards.

Suddenly, the eyes of the ball sitting at the bottom lit up, he pointed to the top not far away, and gestured to the others—look there!

Yun Bilan looked in the direction pointed by the ball.

At the very side of the shelf on her side, in the gap between the skirts of the two dolls, a hard card could be vaguely seen shining with luster.

Clear the card!

Yun Bilan nodded quickly.

clear.

She is the anchor closest to the card, and the task of getting the card naturally falls on her.

The blue-haired girl picked up the heavy and obstructive skirt, carefully stepped over the two dolls in front of her, tried her best to keep quiet, and moved towards the card with difficulty.

One step, two steps, getting closer.

At this moment, her foot slipped, and her body suddenly tilted towards a doll beside her!

"La la la, la la la..."

I don't know where it was hit, the doll suddenly opened its mouth and began to sing.

The song sung by the child's voice echoed in the dead room, and it was very clear.

Phyllis turned her head sharply!

His ferocious gray eyes gleamed in the darkness, his eyes fixed on Yun Bilan who had just stopped moving above the shelf.

Holding a pair of rusty scissors in his hand, he walked towards this direction step by step.

"Boom, boom, boom."

Every time the huge mountain-like man took a step, the ground shook, and the vibration was transmitted along the shelf, making the anchor sitting on the shelf tremble.

Yun Bilan gritted her teeth, maintained the posture just now, and sat firmly beside the singing doll, her face was pale and her back was sweating.

FUCK FUCK FUCK.

She gritted her teeth and cursed in her heart, her body was stiff and she dared not move.

Different from dungeons below B level, in this kind of A level dungeon, after opening the hidden branch, it will often increase the difficulty for the host to complete the task, such as not being able to use talent, unable to use props, etc., forcing the host to have a certain ability to break the level Play by the rules when no external force is available.

And that's exactly what happened this time.

It hasn't been long since the dungeon started, Yun Bilan's talent reading has not yet been completed, and now she is banned from using props, so she can almost be regarded as unarmed.

What to do? What to do? What to do…

Yun Bilan pursed her lips tightly, subconsciously holding her breath.

In the next second, Phyllis stretched out her hand, and it magnified little by little in her slightly constricted pupils, and then—

He vigorously grabbed the singing doll beside Yun Bilan.

Yun Bilan involuntarily breathed a sigh of relief.

He muttered an incomprehensible strange sound in his mouth, lowered his head, picked up the scissors, and cut the doll's belly with a click, and the fluffy cotton fell to his feet and flew around.

Accompanied by the sound of something hard being crushed, the voice of the doll's singing changed suddenly, and finally there was only a dead silence.

Phyllis threw the shredded doll on the ground and stepped on it like throwing garbage.

However, unexpectedly, after destroying the puppets in his hands, he did not turn around and leave like before. On the contrary, he seemed very satisfied with the new instruments of torture in his hands, and began to take them from the shelf one by one. Pick up the doll and slowly cut it into pieces with scissors.

Seeing that there were fewer and fewer dolls around her, Yun Bilan trembled uncontrollably, her body and mind became more and more tense.

No, I can't wait any longer.

Otherwise, the next doll to be dismembered will be her sooner or later!

While Phyllis lowered her head again and began to torment the gap of the doll in her hand, Yun Bilan suddenly stood up and rushed towards the card!

Phyllis raised his head, his crazy and dull eyes rolled, and his eyes fell on Yun Bilan, as if he had found a new toy, his eyes shone slightly, and he stretched out his hand to grab it in her direction. past.

"Doll! Hey, hey, play with me..."

Yun Bilan mustered all her strength, flexibly dodged Felice's heavy and clumsy hand, and ran towards the card with all her strength.

It's getting closer, it's getting closer!

"Ah ah ah ah! Disobedient, disobedient!"

Phyllis was annoyed, he let out a scream, and kicked his foot on the shelf.

The heavy shelf swayed violently, and the dolls that were piled messily on the shelf fell to the ground one by one. The heavy skirt on Yun Bilan's body became her drag, she staggered and fell down.

The blue-haired puppet was hanging in mid-air, its fingers were firmly grasping the edge of the shelf, and its body was precariously precarious.

"Hey, hey, hey." Phyllis smiled and clapped happily, "Stop it, I caught it."

He stretched out his hand and grabbed Yun Bilan who was hanging in the air—

It's over.

It's really over now.

Yun Bilan closed her eyes in despair.

"Hello."

Suddenly, a clear voice came from behind: "Do you want a doll?"

Phyllis' hand froze in the air for a moment, he turned his head stupidly, and looked in the direction of the voice: "?"

A young man only ten centimeters tall stands on a shelf full of dolls, holding a heavy skirt in his hands. Although he is a man wearing a red fluffy long skirt, he does not look embarrassed at all, but calm and magnanimous , even with a bit of carelessness.

With those calm, smiling amber eyes that gleamed in the dim light, he looked more like a knight in a dress than a princess.

Wen Jianyan raised her chin:

"Come on, I'll play with you."

Chapter end