In the dark corridor filled with a strong smell of blood, countless ghosts stood stiff and straight, standing in the depths of endless shadows.

In the blink of an eye, the eyes of the two met in the air, and they touched briefly for a moment.

The man with black hair and golden eyes stepped forward with a blank expression on his face.

"! "

Wen Jianyan subconsciously took half a step back.

In the next second, he realized the weakness behind this move, and abruptly stopped his urge to continue to retreat.

Wu Zhu's pace didn't stop.

He walked forward step by step. On his pale face, the golden eyes were like will-o'-the-wisps flickering in the dark.

Wen Jianyan's heart couldn't help but his brain was spinning rapidly.

The current Wu Zhu should be the fragment he saw in the instance of [Prosperous Hotel] before, but it is just him in the past tense.

and

The current timeline of Wu Zhu is even earlier than when the two met for the first time in the instance of [Decai Middle School].

That being the case, he would have no memory of the past.

Not only does it have no subject, it doesn't even have the memory of being with him briefly in the false mirror image before.

That would be bad.

The witch candle he saw in the mirror copy flashed in Wen Jianyan's mind.

Sinister and terrifying, ghostly.

Without humanity and memory, the only thing that exists is endless appetite and evil thoughts.

Wen Jianyan felt like a thorn in his back, and suddenly felt that his situation was even more dangerous.

He racked his brains, trying to find a relatively less risky path.

Although there is no memory, neither the mental state nor the level of intelligence is unknown, but no matter what, at least one thing is common——

"Witch Candle!"

Wen Jianyan yelled.

""

The opponent's steps suddenly stopped.

He stared at the human not far away, still expressionless on his face, but inexplicably, Wen Jianyan could see some doubts and doubts from the other person's face, as if he didn't quite understand why the human in front of him knew about him real name.

Wen Jianyan suddenly lost his mind for a moment.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but he seems to be getting better at reading the other person's face with rare human emotions.

However, at least from the performance of the other party, it can be seen that he should not be completely dominated by instinct and predatory desire now. In a sense, at least there is the possibility of being able to communicate.

However, Wen Jianyan was a little stuck.

It was just an impulsive act in his desperation, as for what to do next, he was actually not too clear about what to say!

Is it possible to say: Although you don't know me, but I am actually your bishop, not only stabbed you, but also imprisoned your body? Something is wrong!

When the two were in a stalemate, it was unknown if it was because Wu Zhu had left, the group of ghosts who had remained calm just now started to move again. They seem to be attracted by the **** smell that fills the air, and they start to move slowly again. The fabric made a rustling sound, and the shadow squirmed, approaching Hugo who fell unconscious on the ground.

Wen Jianyan's gaze was attracted by the sound, and he looked behind Wu Zhu.

Seeing this scene, his heart suddenly rose, and his breathing involuntarily stopped for a moment.

Wu Zhu didn't turn his head, as if he didn't care about the human beings who were at stake because of this, and he didn't even want to pay any attention to it. His eyes fell on Wen Jianyan, and he suddenly said:

"You care about him?"

The man's voice was low, with a cold and strange metallic texture, echoing in the dark and empty space, which was inexplicably surprising.

"? ! "

Wen Jianyan was taken aback for a moment, then looked at Wu Zhu in astonishment.

Can talk?

"No."

Wen Jianyan quickly came back to his senses.

He looked away from Hugo, shook his head without changing his face, and quickly denied the other party's guess: "It's just a one-time relationship." "

Wu Zhu stopped talking.

However, behind him, the moving speed of the group of ghosts became faster. If it is said that the just perfected movement was just secretly moving, although it was lured by the smell of blood, but still scruples about the existence of Wu Zhu, then the current The group of ghosts seemed to have completely lost their guardianship, the invisible constraints disappeared, and the sound of stiff and dragging footsteps sounded again.

Just a few breaths. The small blank area left just now due to the existence of Wu Zhu has shrunk by more than half, and countless pale faces are moving in the darkness, approaching the past little by little.

"Wait! "

Wen Jianyan's pupils shrank slightly, and he subconsciously took a step forward.

Wu Zhu watched him.

Behind, the ghost group is still approaching unscrupulously.

"Well, well, I really need him to live," Wen Jian said faster, and his eyes returned to Wu Zhu's face, "but the word 'caring' is really hard to describe." At most, he and Hugo only had a relationship. A one-sided relationship is definitely not a deep friendship.

The reason why he wants to save Hugo's life is mainly because he is not sure about his current situation. If he is really back in the past timeline now, then the death of Hugo may lead to the subsequent timeline Everything is messed up because of this, and Wen Jianyan can't afford the modernization of doing so.

The void has shrunk to a frightening degree.

"How about this,"

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath and said in a very calm manner: "How about we make a deal? You let him die, and I can answer all your questions." "For example, why do I know your name?"

Wu Zhu seemed indifferent.

"For another example," Wen Jianyan gritted his teeth, as if he had made up his mind, unbuttoned it, and then lifted the hem of his half-wet shirt, "how did this mark come about?" "

That little piece of skin was moist and fair, glowing slightly in the darkness,

It was imprinted with blood-red and complicated curse patterns, and the depth of the lines was faintly golden, which undulated irregularly with the young man's rapid breathing.

""

Now, Wu Zhu's expression finally changed.

He took another step forward and walked forward step by step.

As the distance drew closer, a gloomy aura spread, almost enough to freeze one's blood.

Wen Jian stood on the spot. Although the expression on his face remained unchanged, the muscles on his back were slightly tensed due to tension.

His eyes fell on Wu Zhu, and his eyes gradually lifted as the other party approached.

Soon, Wu Zhu stood a step away.

He lowered his eyes.

His gaze first paused on Wen Jianyan's face for a moment, then began to move down, and finally landed on the charm on the hip bone.

The line of sight seemed to have weight and temperature, and the feeling of falling on the skin was as vivid as touch, which made Wen Jianyan's back a little numb.

Wu Zhu raised his hand unhurriedly.

Cold fingers gripped the young man's hip bone.

His fingers were extremely cold, without any human warmth, and the talisman scalded hot under the skin, as if it was going to burn him even the flesh of the belt. Cold and heat collided abruptly.

Wen Jianyan shivered.

The extremely pale, slightly shiny hot flushed skin instantly tightened, and the small bumps that appeared due to the stimulation sprang up.

He held back and didn't flinch.

Wu Zhu lowered his head and sniffed the side of his neck reservedly. Said: "You have my smell on you." "

His voice was a little too close.

Wen Jianyan's ears were numb, and he forcibly restrained the urge to shrink his neck.

He looked over Wu Zhu's shoulder and looked towards Hugo in the distance.

From this angle, the other party's figure was almost invisible, and there were dense crowds of ghosts all around. The gloomy breath and the strong smell of blood were intertwined, and it was obviously in danger. Wen Jianyan was secretly anxious.

He looked at Wu Zhu and asked:

"Is it a deal?"

Wu Zhu seemed to think about it.

"good."

The group of ghosts who were still squirming just now seemed to be shackled again, and the invisible power suppressed them again. They stood stiff and straight in place, and slowly took a step back. The circle of vacuum appeared again.

Hugo lies in a vacuum, seemingly safe for the time being

Seeing this, Wen Jianyan breathed a sigh of relief.

But the crisis has not been completely resolved.

The real source of trouble was standing in front of him now, looking down at him.

"You can talk now." Wu Zhu said.

Faced with this situation, Wen Jianyan could only bite the bullet and continue: "I am your bishop."

"lie."

Those golden eyes were close at hand, looking down at him from top to bottom, and the invisible pressure hit him.

"? ! "

Wen Jianyan was surprised.

How does Wu Zhu know

Wait, no, this is not a lie!

Although he didn't plan to tell all the facts, but picked up some content that could be said, strictly speaking, what he said was not a lie.

At least for a certain period of time, he was indeed the bishop of Wuzhu.

Wu Zhu's eyes fell on Wen Jianyan's face:

"You're not like my admirer."

He raised his hand again, and his cold fingertips landed on the warm human skin, very slowly drawing the golden-red lines: "I won't give such a mark to my admirers either." "

Wen Jianyan was surprised.

really.

His previous guess was confirmed.

Whether it's the degree of pain or the color of the spell, the two imprints are obviously not the same. If the first time is for monitoring and control, then the second time

While he was meditating, the sound of Xixisuosuo's footsteps sounded again. ""

Wen Jianyan heard the sound and looked.

The group of ghosts behind Wu Zhu began to move again, and the circle that was just vacated shrunk again.

Wen Jianyan gritted her teeth.

Damn, this guy is not easy to fool!

He began to miss the other party's state where he couldn't speak and didn't use his brain much.

Wu Zhu looked down at him indifferently.

Wen Jianyan withdrew her gaze and sped up her speech:

"I'm not lying, I'm your bishop, just"

He paused, took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind, he gritted his teeth and said, "It's just, other than that, I'm still..."

"I am still"

what or what?

"I'm still yours"

Wen Jianyan gritted her teeth, bit the bullet, and squeezed out two words between her teeth: "wife."

Xixisuo's footsteps stopped again. The hallway was dead silent again.

""

Wu Zhu looked thoughtfully at the human youth in front of him.

"companion?"

Wen Jianyan: ""Damn it, this word is much better! !

Why did he choose those two words so obsessively? !

The heat under the skin was steaming, Wen Jianyan was so ashamed that his toes were on the ground, he wished to slap himself just now, so that he could swallow those two words back.

Wu Zhu glanced at the human youth who were about to mature into shrimps in front of him, and seemed to accept this explanation:

"I see."

"? "

Wen Jianyan froze for a moment, pulled his reason out of the strong sense of shame,

ah? Believe it?

Wait a minute, since Wu Zhu accepted this setting so smoothly, isn't the essence of this imprint real?

Wen Jianyan was taken aback by his guess, and couldn't help but frowned.

However, before he could continue to think deeply along this line of thought, he only heard the evil **** in front of him say in an indifferent tone: "Then I should kill him."

Wen Jian said "???"

Wu Zhu didn't think there was anything wrong with what he said.

He turned his head and looked at the human male who was still unconscious behind him for the first time, his cold golden eyes drooped slightly, and said

"You care about him, don't you?"

Wen Jianyan's eyes darkened: ""

He really didn't expect that after his own "negotiations", Hugo's life, which was already at stake, would be even more hanging.

How could this be so!