Wen Jianyan took a deep breath and said in an unbelievable tone as much as possible:

"Your focus is actually this?"

As someone who has just been released from the bondage, upon waking up, I find that I somehow have a "partner" who not only knows his real name, but also has his aura and Yintian. Think, shouldn't the first reaction be to deal with "switches"? ? In fact, when Wen Jianyan uttered this compiled identity, he had already quickly constructed multiple possibilities in his mind.

The name of the so-called "wife" is undoubtedly a lie. Wu Zhuxiang didn't believe it or not.

Of course, even if Wu Zhu believed this statement, Wen Jianyan didn't feel that he would be completely safe.

For an existence like Wu Zhu, it is not feasible to use human logic to simulate his thinking.

The so-called "accompaniment with the old" is by no means a strict constraint on him. Wen Jianyan still remembers that when he met the other party for the first time in the Decai Middle School, the other party because of [Sen Qin's As a result] the celestial eagle took effect and "love him to death", but the way of expression was actually "appetite.

So, to be honest, when telling this lie, Wen Jianyan was already prepared for the worst.

But what he didn't expect was

Not only did Wu Zhu accept this fact smoothly without any doubts, but he even entered into the role naturally and began to eradicate dissidents? ! With such a rapid development, Wen Jianyan's brain froze for a moment, and he hardly knew how to deal with it.

Wu Zhu seemed to perceive Wen Jianyan's unbelievable emotions, and turned his head slightly to look over. "Isn't it right?"

Wen Jianyan: ""

Of course not!

He glanced back indiscriminately.

Hugo's portrait hung on the wall, and the frame was dark, like other oil paintings. I have not yet woken up, lying in a pool of blood not far away, surrounded by a group of cold ghosts.

Wen Jianyan's brain was rapidly processing the current situation.

If all his previous guesses were Zhengju, then Hugo would die no matter what—whether he died in the corridor or died because the copy of the Prosperous Hotel was closed, the difference is not very big, as long as this If the sub-return is preserved, both fruits can survive

However, the premise of everything is that Wu Zhu can't do it himself.

His existence is too unconventional. If he hadn't been sliced ​​and sealed, he would even have a faint upper hand in the chain ceremony with Mengzhen's live broadcast. This is the only way to barely control the small ug, rather than clearing it from the bottom

Therefore, if Wu Zhu really made a move, it is really difficult to say whether Hugo can survive.

"I've told you that I don't care about him, but it might be inconvenient if he dies." Wen Jianyan looked away indifferently. he shrugged and said

"If you really don't believe it, just let those ghosts eat him, and see if I care."

Wu Zhu lowered his head and looked at the human youth in front of him, showing a thoughtful expression.

Wen Jianyan let him watch.

Although his face is calm, but his heart is still up and down.

This guy with intelligence is more difficult to fool than without intelligence, and it is also more unpredictable, and the degree of danger is more than doubled.

However, in general, he didn't panic too much.

Because Wen Jianyan knew the ending of this dungeon.

At the end of this dungeon, the dungeon of Prosperous Hotel was forcibly closed by Nightmare, successfully blocking the spread of bugs.

Even if the flow of time in this corridor is not normal, this time point should not be too far away, as long as he delays the time until the last critical moment, everything will be over. This past timeline will be completely closed, and he will return to the normal timeline with a high probability, which is the mirror copy created by the nightmare.

The key to everything is timing.

Wen Jianyan raised his hand and grabbed Wu Zhu's arm. He raised his eyes, looked straight at the other party very boldly, and asked, "Don't you find it strange that you suddenly have a partner when you wake up?"

"Aren't you curious?"

"to yourself"

The young man's face was pale, his eyes were raised, and his moist eyes looked over from the gap between the eyelashes. There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

"for me."

Wu Zhu lowered his head, as if thinking about something. He suddenly said, "Wife."

Wen Jianyan was taken aback for a moment, "Yeah"

"I still prefer you to call yourself your wife. "Wu Zhu said in a calm, unwavering tone.

Wen Jianyan's eyes turned dark ""

It was the one hundred and eightieth time he regretted the words he had just chosen.

At that moment, Wen Jianyan was so ashamed that his toes curled up. He wished he could punch himself just now. It would be best if he could go into shock instantly and cause some sequelae that could cause memory loss.

"—In short,"

He took two deep breaths, restrained his emotions with all his willpower, and tried his best to bring the topic back:

"I'm curious about you."

Wu Zhu gave a brief "hmm".

Wen Jianyan looked at the other party.

"You don't seem surprised that I'm your partner."

He narrowed his eyes slightly, covering the inquisition in his eyes: "Why don't you doubt?"

Although the purpose of asking this question was to delay the time as much as possible, it was also out of Wen Jianyan's heartfelt doubts. The word "companion", even for the evil god, is obviously unusual and can even be said to be beyond common sense. Yi Wen Jianyan's Understanding of Wuzhu

This is an arrogant and ruthless god, an alien in human skin.

To him, Wen Jianyan was undoubtedly a small and fragile human being.

He clearly exposed him on the point of "bishop" just now, but he accepted his next lie without reservation. Why?

Wen Jianyan couldn't figure this out.

Wu Zhu "wife."

""

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath, suppressed the itching of her teeth, and said through gritted teeth, "Okay, wife."

"You don't seem surprised that I'm your wife."

Wen Jianyan viciously accentuated his wife's pronunciation this time.

he asked:

"Why?"

Wu Zhu seems to be satisfied at last.

"No why?."

He replied without hesitation.

Wen Jianyan: ""

Although he knew that when he was talking to the guy, it would be easy for Zhai Chong to get angry with him, but it was really rare to be able to irritate him to this extent.

"However, I'm really curious." Wu Zhu spoke again.

Wen Jianyan suppressed the irritability rising up in his heart, and raised his eyes to look at the other party.

The distance between the two is not too close.

The man in front of him maintained a vague distance from him, and beside him, thick and thick mist rolled like tentacles. He lowered his head and looked at the human in front of him.

In the darkness, those golden eyes looked primitive and evil.

"Since you are my wife, have we fulfilled our obligations as partners?"

"! "

This question was so unexpected that Wen Jianyan couldn't help being taken aback.

Wu Zhu leaned down slightly, and he raised his hand. This time, he didn't cover the lines on Wen Jianyan's body again, but supported his chin.

His fingers were cold, and his movements were even gentle. His wide palm wrapped Wen Jianyan's chin.

His gaze fell on Wen Jianyan's face, carefully measuring it inch by inch.

Under the gaze of those eyes, Wen Jianyan's back suddenly went cold, and a shudder climbed up his spine, which made him have an urge to shrink back.

The choice of words made him have to think a lot.

For human beings, there is no doubt about what to do between partners, but the question is, what about the existence of Wuzhu—who knows what species—? The answer to this question is a little less than wonderful.

If the partner's obligation is to be eaten, or some other weird sacrifices that human fragile lives cannot bear, then Wen Jianyan feels that the current situation will be extremely dangerous.

"It depends on what you're talking about."

Wen Jianyan pulled the corners of her mouth, and smiled impeccably at the other party.

"You smell of my blood."

Wu Zhu's golden eyes watched him condescendingly, "But he didn't make it to the last step."

He lowered his head and sniffed Wen Jianyan's neck again. Pupils constricted like a beast.

He whispered softly:

"You are delicious."

Alarm bells rang frantically in his mind.

The man in front of him turned his head slightly, his overly handsome face showed the calmness and indifference that only the aliens could have.

He looked at Wen Jianyan's face, as if he was scrutinizing his favorite prey, but also as if he was pressing every step of the way, forcing the other party to show his panicked feet.

"Since you are my wife, you obviously don't mind if I complete the last step."

Wu Zhu raised his hand and pressed it on Wen Jianyan's neck, as if feeling the pulsation of his blood vessels.

This is all too familiar.

It's like an IQ-doubling evil version of Wu Zhu from Decai Middle School! If he doesn't choose his words carefully, there is a high possibility that he will die here!

When it comes to survival, Wen Jianyan's mind turns extremely fast—

"Of course I don't mind, but I don't seem to have answered your question just now"

Wen Jianyan relaxed his strength, allowing his chin to rest on the opponent's palm, took a step forward, and leaned against his warm body lightly. Eyeballs narrowed slightly, with a smile on his lips:

"How should I put it, although the last step of becoming your partner has not been completed in time, but well, the kind between humans has been done a lot. "

——Of course, the faster the brain, the lower the lower limit. In order to survive, he has always done everything possible.

The young man's fingers were slender and soft, and they quietly touched the cold and pale body of the evil **** in front of him, touching lightly with a subtle rhythm.

Wu Zhu paused.

"There are even many tricks." Wen Jianyan said without changing his face.

He held Wu Zhu's wrist, and rubbed the other's side wrist with his warm fingertips, gently sketching along the lines of the jet-black charm on the pale skin.

"missionaryposition, doggystyle, ridingposition, binding, whipping"

He blinked at Wu Zhu, and said with a smile:

"Think of the unexpected, and basically do it all over."

Wu Zhu seemed to pause for a longer time with a blank expression on his face.

Wen Jianyan kept his expression on the face, but in his heart he estimated the time he had already spent and the possible remaining time in the future.

Soon.

It should be soon.

The ground began to tremble slightly.

Deep within the walls, something rumbled.

This frame shop, which showed no sign of being affected even if the copy collapsed, seemed to have finally begun to be invaded by invisible forces.

Not far away, Hugo's body began to blur, and the group of ghosts surrounding him were looming, the outlines were clear for a while, and blurred for a while, as if they would be swallowed by the surrounding darkness in the next second

Wu Zhu obviously also noticed the change here.

He turned his eyes away from Wen Jianyan, and looked into the dark depths far away, beyond the reach of human vision.

There was an invisible sound of chains in the darkness, which sounded very close to the chains in the Ouroboros Ring.

Wen Jianyan was greatly relieved.

It's finally time to procrastinate until this moment!

Looking at the current situation, Nightmare finally realized the danger and started to perform some emergency braking. Then, this copy should be forced to close immediately. The crisis is about to end, thank goodness.

"It looks like you don't even remember."

Wen Jianyan looked at Wu Zhu and sighed regretfully, "What a pity."

This is his weakness.

It's easy to be embarrassed.

"laugh."

Wu Zhu chuckled lightly.

The dark and viscous torrent began to roll, roaring and rushing towards the air. He stood where he was, like a veritable god.

Wen Jianyan: "?"

Is it an illusion?

Why doesn't he seem so passive?

Wu Zhu's eyes fell on him again.

Wen Jianyan's back felt cold.

The next second, he felt himself being caught.

catch.

That's the only proper adjective.

It was obviously the weight that a grown man should have, but at this moment, it was as light as if it was nothing, and he was picked up easily and put into his arms.

When Wen Jianyan came to his senses, Wu Zhu had already hugged him tightly. The opponent's iron-like strong arm was across his waist, and there was no possibility of breaking free.

"" Wen Jianyan was stunned.

The deep voice of the other party came from above the head, and the chest beside the ear trembled accordingly. "I really don't remember."

Wen Jianyan raised her head with a stiff face.

Wu Zhu lowered his head and looked at him, a rare expression of interest appeared on his expressionless face. He said in a very calm voice

"You have to remind me."