Chapter 338

"..."

Wen Jianyan was stunned for a second.

Rarely, his mind went blank.

Um?

Um? ?

Um? ? ?

What exactly is this task talking about? ? ?

[Integrity First] The live broadcast room is also full of question marks:

"?"

"??? Is the nightmare malfunctioning? Kissing the evil spirit...? What kind of mission is this!"

"Damn, I think this task is to let the anchor die! There is no other possibility except to die!"

The time left for Wen Jianyan to be sluggish is only a few seconds—with the shattering of the mirror, the situation took a sudden turn for the worse.

The cold Yin Qi poured in from the crack, as if it could cut through the skin and invade the texture, making people tremble from the depths of the soul.

The treacherous swirl of darkness, wrapped in a terrifying atmosphere, surged along the cracked mirror.

Wen Jianyan was entangled in the blink of an eye.

Grass!

The moment he was touched, he couldn't help but curse secretly in his heart.

This piece of fragments enclosed in ghosts and creatures is far more vicious than imagined, fully worthy of the name of "evil spirit".

Like all other evil species from the darkness, it ruthlessly devours the vitality of human beings. The moment it was touched, the young man's face immediately turned pale.

His knees gave way and he almost staggered.

Wen Jianyan could feel that the temperature and strength were rapidly passing through his body, his legs could barely support his weight, and the dizzy darkness hit his eyes, causing his vision to also begin to collapse.

In the gradually collapsing line of sight, he could vaguely see that pair of cold and sinister golden eyes, shining in the darkness, approaching gradually from behind the mirror.

It's like... I'm being corroded and devoured.

Consciousness is gradually withdrawn.

Wen Jianyan's eyes gradually became lax, as if he was about to faint in the next second.

Suddenly, the brand mark on the hip bone suddenly became hot!

As if wanting to burn that piece of skin from the depths of his body, the severe pain hit instantly, Wen Jianyan shuddered from the pain, and suddenly opened his gradually lax eyes wide!

The darkness around him stagnated a little.

Within the suddenly clear range of sight, Wen Jianyan could clearly see the existence in front of him.

His figure and face were all shrouded in endless darkness, and only a tall, oppressive human silhouette could be barely recognized, as well as a pair of condescending golden eyes full of alien deterrence.

The fragments have left the mirror and entered the corridor.

In the distance, more blurry figures were swaying, waiting for an opportunity to invade from the crack.

During the burning of the brand, it seemed that the dark tentacles could no longer swallow and erode Wen Jianyan just by touching them.

The young man's face was as pale as paper, and across his cheekbone was a thin, bright red wound cut by the splashed mirror, and sweet blood slid down the contour of his side face.

I don't know if it's because of the light...

The dark red blood is mixed with strands of golden light.

A ray of darkness stagnant in the air reached towards Wen Jianyan, rubbed against the side of his cheek, and swept away a drop of blood.

"hiss!"

Stimulated by the pain, Wen Jianyan suddenly regained consciousness.

He saw that the ray of darkness wrapped his own blood and sent it to the darkness of the human silhouette.

An overly handsome, almost evil face appeared from behind the darkness.

[Integrity First] Live Room:

"Good guy, this wraith looks pretty good."

"? Wait a minute, why do I think he looks familiar..."

"I also think..."

"Fuck, I remembered, this, this, this is the boss that appeared in the host's live broadcast room in the first few dungeons!! But it hasn't appeared again since the amusement park, why is it coming again this time!"

But unlike Wu Zhu himself, this fragment is obviously full of ghostly aura, with a bit of irrational gloom and madness.

He tasted human blood, a little puzzled look on his face.

"..."

-whatever! !

Wen Jianyan gritted her teeth, her heart slumped, she kicked her feet, and rushed forward.

He raised his hand to hold the other person's face, and kissed him hard.

[Better Integrity] Live Room:

"!"

"!!"

"Ah? He really went to complete this task!!"

Wen Jianyan's movements were aggressive, strong and precise. He firmly clamped the opponent's jaw with both hands, and then pressed the lips of the "evil spirit" in front of him.

In the next second, bright red characters appeared above his head.

【00:30】

"..."

Wu Zhu remained motionless.

Wen Jianyan glanced at the countdown timer next to him through the gap between his eyelashes.

The bright red font is suspended in the air, and the number on it has not changed at all, it is still [00:30].

Wen Jianyan: "..."

Is this mission sick? ? ?

Does mouth to mouth count? ?

If you want to complete the task, you must **** French?

Wen Jianyan glanced at Wu Zhu who was close at hand.

The opponent remained motionless.

Although there was no obvious expression change on the other party's face, but, for some reason, Wen Jianyan just had a feeling...

Wu Zhu seems to have froze.

He stood there without saying a word, time seemed to stop passing on him, and even the darkness around him no longer moved, but fell into a suspicious stillness.

The young man's eyelashes drooped slightly, covering the honey-colored eyeballs, and the light-colored lips receded slightly, opening and closing up and down:

"I won't have to teach you again, will I?"

He leaned closer again.

The warm and moist lips brushed away, and the voice was very soft, mixed with a hoarse voice: "Open your mouth."

"..."

Wu Zhu's pupils shrank.

He seemed to hesitate for a moment, but after a few seconds, he opened his mouth obediently.

[Integrity First] Live Room:

"????"

"Ah, ah, ah, help, help, help!"

"Why is he so obedient? Why? Shouldn't this boss kill him??? Why did he really open his mouth! Is this scientific! This is not scientific!!"

"Ventilator! Help! Ventilator! Give me a ventilator!!!"

Wen Jianyan smiled silently, and stuck it up again. The tip of her warm tongue slid along the slightly opened teeth of the other party, and hooked the other party intimately.

He raised his eyes slightly, and swept them aside from the gap between his eyelashes.

【00:28】

Great, the countdown is starting to move.

Wen Jianyan controlled the rhythm.

His kisses are very elegant, not urgent, but with a bit of frivolous tenderness, gently luring the other party into his comfort zone, ambiguous and lazy, even if he is intertwined with someone, but still with a little There seems to be a sense of distance, like a bird that cannot be restrained and caught, and will fly away with a light peck.

But, as time went on, things got weird.

Wu Zhu, who was motionless all the time, let Wen Jianyan gain the dominance, seemed to be gradually recovering from the sluggish state just now. His dense and long eyelashes covered his golden, dark eyes, and he stared at the human beings in front of him without blinking. , began to respond, chase, grab.

"...?"

Wen Jianyan felt something was wrong.

Logically speaking, the fragments have not been absorbed yet, shouldn't the memory have time to communicate with each other? But why... I learned so quickly this time?

This is different from what I imagined! !

Unlike Wen Jianyan, even if he has mastered the skills, Wu Zhu's style is more primitive and oppressive, passionate, greedy, full of endless desire to plunder and aggression, insatiably snatching air, breathing, heartbeat, bound to Invade your own breath into every crevice of the opponent.

Due to the lack of oxygen, Wen Jianyan's mind began to faint. He struggled to pull out his mind from the mud, and glanced to the side.

【00:08】

Less than ten seconds left.

The surrounding darkness began to surge again.

Immediately... it's over...

【00:05】

Wen Jianyan was a little embarrassed, and was no longer as comfortable as she was at the beginning.

Unknowingly, Wu Zhu's strong arms were wrapped around him.

Under the cold palms is a damp and thin shirt, stained with human body temperature, which is almost melted by the strength of both sides.

【00:03】

stop... stop...

Tears welled up from the corners of Wen Jianyan's eyes, and her pale cheeks were flushed due to lack of oxygen.

His upper body unconsciously leaned back, trying to avoid the other party's gradually becoming too aggressive kiss, but was caught by the other party's hand, and he was rigidly trapped in place.

【00:00】

"Ding! Zizi, the task... Zizi... has been completed!"

"Mysterious reward: ??? has been sent to your backpack!"

Wen Jianyan breathed a sigh of relief and pushed Wu Zhu.

Enough, enough! !

The time has come and it can be over!

However, Wu Zhu was obviously not aware of this.

He licked Wen Jianyan's lower lip, signaling him to concentrate.

Wen Jianyan: "???"

Are you **** addicted?

time! already! More than thirty seconds! !

He bent his arms and hit the opponent's body, but due to the excessive consumption just now, his movements were limp, almost as if he was acting like a baby.

Wu Zhu did not respond.

Due to the other party's excessive enthusiasm for kissing, Wen Jianyan was already out of breath.

He even had to squeeze his lips tightly and turn his cheeks, but he was still unable to avoid being trapped in place by the darkness, being kissed insatiably by the other party.

"..."

Wen Jianyan was so angry that her eyes turned black.

He viciously and mercilessly bit the tip of the opponent's tongue, and when there was a gap in the opponent's movements, he suddenly raised his hand, and mercilessly stabbed the brass knife in his palm towards the opponent.

[Integrity First] Live Room:

"?"

"So cruel."

"Mom, kill me after kissing? The anchor is really cruel!"

The other party seemed to have foreseen the danger...or maybe he had a long memory, so he let go of Wen Jianyan quickly, and then took a step back abruptly, avoiding the knife that stabbed him in the heart.

Wen Jianyan stood where he was, panting violently.

His lips were swollen, and the red hot color was smudged from his cheeks to the tips of his ears. A pair of amber eyes fixedly stared at the witch candle not far away, but because of the water film covering it, the deterrent effect was greatly lost.

"..."

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath, raised his hand, wiped his lips, and bit the curse that was about to come back into his teeth.

He raised his eyes and looked suspiciously at Wu Zhu who was standing a few steps away.

The other party is also looking at him.

Compared with the spooky and terrifying appearance when we first met, the current Wu Zhu seems to be... much calmer, and looks a lot closer to the fragments seen in other dungeons before.

Instead of completely covering up his figure with darkness as before, he stood where he was, staring at Wen Jianyan with those golden aggressive eyes.

From the looks of it, there should be no memory.

But... many of the details just now really don't make sense.

And that inexplicable mission that came...?

Wen Jianyan was sure that this kind of weird mission was definitely not issued by Nightmare, could it be caused by the fragment in front of him?

But it doesn't look like it, after all, when they first met, he really wanted to eat his own.

However, now is not the time to think about it.

Wen Jianyan looked at the knife in his hand, and then looked at the distance between the two sides.

I didn't do it just now, but now I'm afraid it will be a little difficult.

Only now did Wen Jianyan realize that, in fact... the best time to do it was the moment he kissed the other person's lips. At that moment, he had the opportunity to complete the task and "remove the bug".

However, he missed that opportunity.

Wen Jianyan couldn't help feeling a little annoyed.

He was really confused at the time...

Actually going to do that inexplicable task.

Wouldn't it be good to solve it with one knife!

At this moment, there was a "click" sound from a distance, and other mirrors not far away burst apart, which shocked Wen Jianyan.

He turned his head abruptly and looked in the direction of the sound.

Losing the suppression of the witch candle, not far away, the shadows behind the other mirrors began to squirm, trying to break through the boundary and enter the corridor.

It shouldn't be long before this boundary will be broken, and even the painting shop will no longer be safe.

Wen Jianyan's heart skipped a beat.

He took a step back, ready to walk in the opposite direction.

Wu Zhu took a step forward.

Wen Jianyan: "..."

He stared at the man not far away, and beckoned tentatively: "Come here."

Wu Zhu's eyes fell on the knife in his hand.

It's not like fear, but like vigilance.

You don't really remember the stabbing in Changsheng Building before, do you?

Or was it simply because of his actions just now?

Wen Jianyan was silent for a moment, then put away the knife.

He waved again: "Come here."

Wu Zhu came over this time.

The darkness surrounding his body hooked Wen Jianyan's ankles, waist, and shoulders intimately. A pair of brilliant golden eyes were shining brightly, staring closely at him, and leaned over.

Wen Jianyan quickly pressed his hands against the other's shoulder: "Stop!"

Wu Zhu: "..."

Wen Jianyan looked at the other party's displeased face with a cold ghostly look, thought for a while, and asked:

"Can you get me out of this corridor?"

Wu Zhu was unmoved.

"Take me out."

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath:

"Go out and let you kiss."

I don't know if it's an illusion...

The opponent's eyes seemed to light up slightly.

Wu Zhu bent down and held Wen Jianyan's waist, the surrounding darkness surged up like a tide, covering Wen Jianyan's sight in an instant, Wen Jianyan's body tensed up in horror at first, and then quickly relax.

When he opened his eyes again, the darkness dissipated, and an identical corridor appeared in front of him.

The only difference is that the mirror in the frame becomes an oil painting.

But... I don’t know if it’s because the boundary is being broken through, those originally calm paintings are becoming weird little by little, the pale shadows in the picture are lifelike, the eyes are turning around the edge of darkness, terrifying and menacing, when no one is watching In the corner of the corner, there is something to do.

Wen Jianyan couldn't help but feel his hair stand on end.

His shoulder seemed to touch something, he was startled, almost jumped up, and turned his head to look over.

It was Wu Zhu who came over.

There was still no superfluous expression on that pale and stern face, but the golden eyes were shining brightly in the darkness.

As if to say:

alright.

What now?

Wen Jianyan: "..."