Welcome to the Nightmare Live

In the corridor, everyone ran wildly all the way.

Bai Xue was a little bit knocked down by Wen Jianyan's tugging, and staggered before trying to keep up. As he ran, he turned his face slightly and looked at the young man who was dragging him to run. His dark eyes seemed to reveal a little bit of thoughtfulness.

In front, Wen Jianyan was walking like a fly.

He could feel that the cow tears smeared on his eyelids were drying up, and the air in front of him, which was red as blood, was gradually stabilizing. Close, the [Do Not Disturb] cut is gradually disappearing gradually.

Wen Jianyan knew clearly that he was "covered by a ghost" once again.

He looked up at Huang Mao, who was running right in front of the team--now, he could only count on his teammates to lead the way.

Huang Mao didn't stop at his feet, quickly rounded the corner of the corridor ahead, and ran forward with all his strength. Others followed along.

Over time, the air temperature begins to drop.

The gloomy wind was blowing from behind, and there was a faint smell mixed in it, as if it could seep into the cracks of the bones, making people tremble from the bottom of my heart. Immediately afterwards, a strange "squeak" sounded behind him one after another.

Like...the door was pushed open from the inside. Wen Jianyan couldn't help feeling numb.

In this time period, although conflicts are not allowed between anchors, it does not restrict ghosts from killing people. Worst of all, it's Anis' talent in itself.

In the mirror copy before, due to the constraints of the rules, his ability could not be effectively used, but now that he has entered the unimpeded real copy with the ghost, Anis's advantage has skyrocketed.

If it was in the past, the other party might also consider the number of uses and side effects of the talent, but when the most important item fell into Wen Jianyan's hands, the other party was obviously ready to go all out.

"Don't look back, keep running!" Wen Jianyan raised her voice and shouted loudly.

The group immediately quickened their pace.

However, it is a pity that compared with this supernatural power, human foot strength is obviously not enough.

"Boom" "Boom"

The sound of the door opening grew louder and closer, and in the end, it almost sounded like it was clinging to the back of the neck, which was creepy.

"boom"

Another door was pushed open, and the whistling wind just brushed Wen Jianyan's side.

When it was almost a crunch, Wen Jianyan looked sideways slightly, and saw the door that was pushed open beside him - the open door, the dark doorway, and the pale face looming in the doorway.

In the corridor in front, many doors gradually began to loosen, and the squeaking sound of the door shaft reverberated in the corridor, which seemed extremely ominous.

A layer of cold sweat broke out from behind Wen Jianyan's spine.

At that moment, the scene in the original copy flashed in his mind, and he shouted: "----Don't run away, all wear masks!"

In the original copy, the mask's ability is far stronger than in the mirror copy, it can make ghosts mistake their identities, and as long as they don't make too outrageous actions, they can be temporarily safe.

Under Wen Jianyan's order, the group took out the mask as quickly as possible and put it on their faces.

There are more and more "ghosts" in the corridor.

The cold air overflowed from the doors, and the lights above seemed to be affected by the supernatural situation, and began to dim gradually. "Zizi, Zizi." The lights flickered.

In the corridor below, stiff figures came out of the room, blurred, pale faces swaying in front of everyone's eyes, filled with terror.

"..."

The group of people was forced to slow down and walked slowly in the corridor at a "natural" speed.

Under the masks, their faces were also pale, and their foreheads were drenched in cold sweat.

Although they knew early in the morning that the rooms on both sides of the corridor were full of "ghosts", but even so, the psychological pressure of losing the barrier of the door and passing them by was simply a world apart from before. do not.

What's more...

Chen Mo took a stiff pace and walked forward step by step, his voice was extremely low: "At this speed, Black will catch up."

Wen Jianyan didn't answer directly.

His voice was muffled under the mask, and came in a low voice: "Steady, don't worry."

In the corridor, the number of ghosts is increasing, everyone walking can almost be regarded as walking by mistake, the air is caught in the arrow, and the atmosphere is still pressurized, like a heavy heavy stone pressing on everyone. On his chest, the imitation of the cold door he saw on the heartbeat of the runway was not able to breathe smoothly.

However, I don't know if it's because Anis and the others are also afraid of these ghosts. Although Wen Jianyan and his party were forced to slow down into "walking", they still didn't catch up.

Finally, when their receptive ability was approaching the limit, Huang Mao deliberately lowered it, but a voice of uncontrollable joy sounded from the side:

"just in front!"

Ahead, a closed door came into view.

It represents a temporarily safe "employee rest area", and at the same time, it is also a life-saving straw for all of them now.

Like a drowning person seeing driftwood, everyone couldn't hide their excitement and subconsciously accelerated their pace.

The door is near.

Huang Mao, who was walking at the very front, raised his hand and grabbed the door handle. The moment he was about to press it down, his movements froze suddenly. The air was dead silent.

"What's wrong?"

Wen Jianyan seemed to realize that something was wrong and asked.

Still no response.

"Hey, hey!" Wen Jianyan raised the volume a little.

However, this time, not only Huang Mao, but also everyone else in the team seemed to have been pressed the button to stop the time. They stopped in the same place every week without any warning. Among them, even Snow White.

"you……"

Wen Jianyan had an ominous feeling in his heart.

At the same time, the live broadcast room of [Integrity First] also exploded:

"!!"

"How is this going?"

"Come on, I've come to understand, ah, ah, it's a gentleman, a gentleman shot!"

"I know the grass... There is absolutely no way for Black to let it go!"

"The copy is in the final stage, and they are finally getting serious... I am really starting to worry about the anchor now."

Footsteps came from behind.

Wen Jianyan stood there, turned her head slightly, and looked in the direction from which the voice came.

"Why didn't you run away?"

The gentleman asked gracefully with a smile on his lips.

Behind them, the two anchors of the red party who were under control, they looked blank, with stiff footsteps, and followed closely behind the gentlemen, like two marionettes who lost their souls

Just like before, Anis stretched out his hand, with a sinister smile on his lips: "Props—"

Before he could speak, Wen Jianyan swiftly pushed aside Huangmao's hand and pressed the doorknob instead of him. Then, like a swimming fish, he turned to one side and got into the room alone. Inside.

"boom."

The door closes.

And his other teammates were all left outside the door.

The gentleman seemed to be surprised for a moment, but he immediately reacted, showing a stunned expression. He shook his head and clicked his tongue: "Tsk."

"Of course, there is nothing wrong with you doing this. After all, in any case, the life of your teammates is very different from your own."

said the gentleman.

He stepped forward and walked to Bai Xue at the end of the line.

Through the mask, he looked at the pair of eyes that were so dark that it was weird. Bai Xue seemed to be trapped in the same way, but the strange thing was that his eyes were not as dull as others, but he still maintained a clear mind! Although the gentleman stared at Bai Xue, his voice was talking to Wen Jianyan:

"However, didn't I remember that you said that you left paintings in the gallery yourself? Or did you leave them for everyone?"

He snorted softly and withdrew his gaze: "However, I don't look like it."

The gentleman walked unhurriedly to the closed door, curled his fingers, and knocked gently on the door: "Anyway, this is our last proposal."

"Hand over the props or your teammates will die."

After speaking, the gentleman laughed again: "However, based on your previous reaction, it seems that the possibility of leaving the room on your own initiative and handing over the props... is not high."

In fact, your judgment is surprisingly correct. Before the banquet starts, the anchors can't kill each other. Even now, I can't kill your teammates, but I have to wait until the banquet starts. That's right - of course, the moment they are under my control, their fate is already decided, even if the dungeon ends in time before I start, they go back to watch the anchor's rest area, as long as I want, they will still be will die.

At the same time, the employee rest area is also an absolutely safe place and cannot be invaded at will.

That is to say, if you are really not restricted by the lives of other irrelevant people, and you are determined not to leave the room, then, to be honest, there is really no way for us to take you. As long as you put the props on the plate the moment you enter the banquet, your victory is doomed. "

At this point, the gentleman is obviously not going to continue to play dumb riddles, but directly spread the whole situation.

"However, if you really do, then we are convinced that we lose." The gentleman raised his hand, touched the brim of his hat, and made a gesture of compliment: "Although you may not believe it, but I agree with you. I love your choice."

"In a nightmare, living by any means is the real law of survival, and it requires absolute interests to come first," the gentleman said with a slight smile.

"Gaining the absolute trust of teammates through ability, but also being able to decisively push others off the cliff at critical moments... It is only natural for people like Yu to win the final victory in this dungeon."

"I've always been skeptical about your potential and the way you've achieved your status, but your actions just now clearly dispelled all my concerns." The gentleman smiled slightly on his dignified and handsome face. with palpable appreciation. "After this dungeon is over, be sure to come to the oracle to find me.

Trust me, we'll be better friends than ever imagined. "

At this moment----

Only a "squeak" sound was heard, and the door handle was turned.

"" The gentleman was obviously startled.

The door was opened from the inside, and the door slowly slid open, but strangely, Wen Jianyan did not appear behind the door. On the contrary, he was standing in the middle of the dark room at the moment. The slender figure of the young man was immersed in the darkness, and the mask on his face had been lifted, revealing his handsome and elegant pale face.

"Is that so, thank you so much for your love."

With an impeccable smile on her face, Wen Jianyan answered elegantly and smoothly.

"Ugh."

The gentleman sighed lowly.

He looked a little disappointed.

"It seems that you still chose another path, which is a pity."

With that, the gentleman stretched out his hand, "If that's the case, we don't need to say more."

Wen Jianyan lowered his eyes, swept the gentleman's palm, and said, "Wait a minute." He raised his eyes

"Did you make a mistake"

"Oh" the gentleman made a single tone quietly.

Wen Jianyan "When did I say, I'm going to accept this deal"

In an instant, the atmosphere in the air condensed.

Anis was obviously fed up with the two of them hiding their knives in laughter, the way you talk to me, the interweaving of old and new hatred, which made him look particularly irritable. He took a step forward, his pale face gloomy:

"enough."

"We've made a condition that you either accept it and hand over the item or you don't accept it, you win and everyone else has to die.

" Annisson said.

Wen Jianyan's eyes circled around him and did not answer his question directly.

"As long as you are manipulated, you will always become a marionette. Even if you leave the copy and return to the anchor hall, your talent will still be valid... It's like a permanent unequal contract. It's a powerful ability." He saw To the gentleman, say:

"It's a pity that no matter how powerful or unusual the talent is, there are limits, right?"

The smile on the gentleman's face dimmed a little.

Just listen to Wen Jianyan continue:

"After encountering us, it is understandable that there is no killer, but not only did we not have immediate control, but even after we dismantled it, we just came up to play slowly, and the more important point is..." Wen Tongji Wei Gao Neng eyes, "After we met, I made a normal control in my arms. The guest left the room, but, he didn't take the opportunity to catch up..."

He smiled. "I think it's because of time constraints."

It is impossible to control people to this extent without enough time.

"You only controlled the two anchors of the red party, but not everyone. Obviously, apart from the two of them being the most useful, I'm afraid... Maybe there is a limit on the number?"

Listening to Wen Jianyan's unhurried analysis of his talent like a cocoon, the gentleman's face gradually turned cold.

"What's the use of talking about it?" Anis became visibly impatient. "You fucking—"

Before he could finish speaking, the gentleman raised his hand to stop him.

"continue.

"He says.

"You may want to ask, since I have analyzed these points before, why I still don't stop all this, but still run forward..."

Wen Jianyan tilted her head, narrowed her eyes, and said with a slight smile:

"Of course it's because we're each in the dark."

At the moment of meeting in the corridor, Wen Jianyan knew that in this case, whether it was the resource reserve or the ruthlessness of the means, there was absolutely no possibility that he would be mirrored and real. The change of the dungeon was trapped in a narrow area, but in the same way, the change of the dungeon also gave him a strange...

Advantage

Because, unlike the mirror copy dominated and created by Nightmare, there are [bugs] in the original copy.

However, due to some unknown reason, Wu Zhu has an entity in the original copy, but his authority is obviously limited. In order to "discover" his arrival, Wen Jianyan found out on the first night.

Wu Zhu did not appear during the entire time from the elevator to the corridor, but after he entered the room and appeared in the mirror, he appeared immediately.

So, after realizing that he is now at an irreparable disadvantage... Wen Jianyan decided to cheat.

Throughout the corridor, all the rooms have paintings.

Only the absolutely safe "employee rest area" where the painting is placed is the mirror.

Gentlemen need enough time to control people, and Wen Jianyan... is also fighting for the opportunity to come back.

He's not fleeing back to safety.

Instead, they are looking for chips.

Wen Jianyan turned her head slightly and looked into the mirror beside her.

In the huge mirror, the slender and tall figure of the young man is reflected.

A tall man stood by his side intimately, his long black hair fell on the shoulders of the young man, and a pair of bright golden eyes that looked like cold fire flashed in the darkness.

And beside him, the solid-like darkness surging, sticking sticky, like a huge hand, like a huge wave, wrapping him tightly, almost engulfing him;

like...

The invisible terrifying monster leaned down, took away its minions from the fragile human being, and was fascinated by the smell.

This scene is extremely bizarre, with a kind of evil that makes people unable to take their eyes off.

Outside the door, a gentleman's voice came:

"So, what do you mean, you came to this room on your own initiative to gain an advantage that can turn a defeat into a victory and turn a crisis into a safe one?" "He's lying to you."

Anis' gloomy voice sounded, "He has no means."

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath and forced herself to look away from the mirror. He looked at the gentleman and his party outside the door.

"I know, you don't believe me."

"I think, you should have the "props" of the precognition system. "He emphasized the syllables on the word prop.

The gentleman clearly understood what he meant, and the man's face darkened.

"Why don't you try divination," Wen Jianyan smiled and said, "...all of you, will you die?"

On the side of the young man, the white and slender fingertips quietly wrapped around the cold fingers with distinct joints. Like a warm snake, snuggling, persuading and bewitching.

Although they have long been familiar with the lies of their opponents, his overly calm attitude still makes them suspicious. Although he had been deceived once before, Anis couldn't help but have a shaken look on his face. Gentlemen obviously do the same.

With a cold face, he took something out of his backpack.

A small wooden barrel filled with tags of different colors.

He shook the sign, making a rattling sound, and soon, a wooden sign fell out of it.

The gentleman picked up the wooden sign, and his pupils shrank the moment he read the words on it clearly.

It was red, like words written in viscous blood. Great evil.

The gentleman quickly put the sticks back into the barrel and shook it again.

Crash.

The second stick fell out.

Great evil.

Three times in a row, all of which are not the result.

"..."

The gentleman was holding the wooden sign with the word "Great Fierce" written on it, the veins on the back of his hand burst out, his face turned blue, and he asked every word, "What did you do?" This time, he didn't even have a honorific. use.

Without any warning, the positions of the two sides were turned upside down. No one could have imagined that Black would lose his dominant position so quickly. This is simply beyond everyone's imagination.

"It doesn't matter what I do," Wen Jianyan downplayed the answer to the question and passed by, "What matters is what to do next."

He took a step forward unhurriedly, exposing his face to the light.

"A new deal." "Fair competition."

"You lift the control over everyone, completely lift it, and promise not to use it again in this dungeon," Wen Jianyan stared directly at the opposite, and said with a cold, even neutral attitude, "And I, Then make sure to not activate the use of props before the last three minutes of the banquet, how?”

"In the process, we can snatch at will," the gentleman asked, narrowing his eyes.

"Of course." Wen Jianyan said, "as long as you can."

Although Wen Jianyan also wanted to let the other party remove his ability directly, the problem was...the chips in his hand were not enough.

You know, both the gentleman and Anis left their own portraits in the gallery, that is to say, with an extra life, if Wu Zhu kills them, it will just send them out a copy in advance, and it cannot really be done. As for their other teammates... Wen Jianyan doubts how much these people are worth to the gentleman and Anis. Most likely it is just a tool that is used and lost.

In their identities, after leaving the dungeon, some streamers squeezed their heads and wanted to join their team.

In case the other party thinks that the final result is to lose an extra life anyway, it is better to bring his teammates together.

Wen Jianyan couldn't afford to gamble.

Rather than driving the opponent to a dead end, it is better to "fair competition". At least this way, there will be no irreparable damage.

After a short and long dead silence, the gentleman on the opposite side gave a low smile: "Okay, deal."

...

call.

Wen Jian breathed a sigh of relief without a trace.

The two stepped forward, purchased a two-way contract from the Nightmare Store, and completed the signing.

The next second after the signing was completed, the teammates who were still stiff just now and stood upright suddenly loosened their bodies, as if they had lost control and binding, and regained control over their bodies.

After recovering, they hurried back immediately.

Yun Bilan grabbed a handful of white snow that was still outside the situation and pulled him back into the room.

Everyone's bodies were tense, and they firmly protected Wen Jianyan behind their backs, posing a state of deterrence as if they were facing an enemy.

"Don't be so nervous," the gentleman looked over the shoulders of those people, collided with Wen Jianyan's, and said with a smile, "Thank you captain, at least we won't do anything until the banquet starts. "

The gaffe just now seemed to have never happened, and he regained the ease at the beginning. it's a pity.

The gentleman shook his head, his lips moved, and he let out a silent sigh.

I don't know if it's a pity that he failed to get the props from Wen Jianyan's hands, or something else...

"Okay, ladies and gentlemen," the gentleman raised his hand, touched the brim of his hat, and gave a graceful salute, "see you at the banquet." After speaking, he turned around and went away with the others.

Although Wen Jianyan was not controlled by the other party's talent, at the moment when the gentleman left, he still felt that some invisible shackles were loosened from his body, causing his body to lose strength. With a long sigh of relief, he stepped back with some legs and sat down on the edge of the bed.

After staring at the backs of the gentlemen and disappearing, they quickly retreated to the room in the staff rest area. The door slammed shut. Huang Mao raised his hand to turn on the light.

In the next second, dim light flooded the entire room, dispelling the thick ink-like darkness.

"What happened just now?" Yun Bilan turned her head, took a few steps forward, and asked anxiously.

Chen Mo looked equally puzzled, he touched the back of his head:

"I always feel as if I haven't had any memory for a while..."

Huang Mao weakly said: "Hey..."

Wen Jianyan waved his hands weakly: "It's nothing."

The bed beside him was heavy. Wu Zhu sat down next to him.

The next second, Wen Jianyan felt a heavy weight on his shoulders, the other party persevered and leaned over and put his head on his shoulders.

Wen Jianyan pushed the person away without a trace by moving her shoulders. He doesn't have time to deal with this guy yet.

"It's just a brief negotiation----"

Yellow hair "hello"

His voice suddenly increased, and everyone was stunned for a moment, then turned their heads to look over.

Huang Mao stood there, his feet seemed to be rooted, his face was white, and he looked in a certain direction, Mi Mi raised her hand majestically and pointed in the mirror: "Only, am I the only one who sees it, no? will it?”

Everyone was shocked and looked in the direction Huang Mao pointed.

Wen Jianyan looked in the direction of Huang Mao's fingers.

At this moment, he was sitting on the edge of the bed opposite the mirror, next to a non-human with black hair and golden eyes.

"Didn't you see, there is one more person beside the captain!"

And Huang Mao... just pointed to the man next to him who shouldn't exist, and said in a nervous, trembling voice:

"Who is this guy!"

Feeling countless gazes falling on him and the blank space beside him... Wen Jianyan froze.

To be precise, he froze from head to toe.

At this moment, a very large thing around him came over once again indomitably.

This time, without Wen Jianyan's perseverance, he finally managed to put his chin on the human shoulder, and then rubbed happily. In the corridor, everyone ran wildly all the way.

Bai Xue was a little bit knocked down by Wen Jianyan's tugging, and staggered before trying to keep up. As he ran, he turned his face slightly and looked at the young man who was dragging him to run. His dark eyes seemed to reveal a little bit of thoughtfulness.

In front, Wen Jianyan was walking like a fly.

He could feel that the cow tears smeared on his eyelids were drying up, and the air in front of him, which was red as blood, was gradually stabilizing. Close, the [Do Not Disturb] cut is gradually disappearing gradually.

Wen Jianyan knew clearly that he was "covered by a ghost" once again.

He looked up at Huang Mao, who was running right in front of the team--now, he could only count on his teammates to lead the way.

Huang Mao didn't stop at his feet, quickly rounded the corner of the corridor ahead, and ran forward with all his strength. Others followed along.

Over time, the air temperature begins to drop.

The gloomy wind was blowing from behind, and there was a faint smell mixed in it, as if it could seep into the cracks of the bones, making people tremble from the bottom of my heart. Immediately afterwards, a strange "squeak" sounded behind him one after another.

Like...the door was pushed open from the inside. Wen Jianyan couldn't help feeling numb.

In this time period, although conflicts are not allowed between anchors, it does not restrict ghosts from killing people. Worst of all, it's Anis' talent in itself.

In the mirror copy before, due to the constraints of the rules, his ability could not be effectively used, but now that he has entered the unimpeded real copy with the ghost, Anis's advantage has skyrocketed.

If it was in the past, the other party might also consider the number of uses and side effects of the talent, but when the most important item fell into Wen Jianyan's hands, the other party was obviously ready to go all out.

"Don't look back, keep running!" Wen Jianyan raised her voice and shouted loudly.

The group immediately quickened their pace.

However, it is a pity that compared with this supernatural power, human foot strength is obviously not enough.

"Boom" "Boom"

The sound of the door opening grew louder and closer, and in the end, it almost sounded like it was clinging to the back of the neck, which was creepy.

"boom"

Another door was pushed open, and the whistling wind just brushed Wen Jianyan's side.

When it was almost a crunch, Wen Jianyan looked sideways slightly, and saw the door that was pushed open beside him - the open door, the dark doorway, and the pale face looming in the doorway.

In the corridor in front, many doors gradually began to loosen, and the squeaking sound of the door shaft reverberated in the corridor, which seemed extremely ominous.

A layer of cold sweat broke out from behind Wen Jianyan's spine.

At that moment, the scene in the original copy flashed in his mind, and he shouted: "----Don't run away, all wear masks!"

In the original copy, the mask's ability is far stronger than in the mirror copy, it can make ghosts mistake their identities, and as long as they don't make too outrageous actions, they can be temporarily safe.

Under Wen Jianyan's order, the group took out the mask as quickly as possible and put it on their faces.

There are more and more "ghosts" in the corridor.

The cold air overflowed from the doors, and the lights above seemed to be affected by the supernatural situation, and began to dim gradually. "Zizi, Zizi." The lights flickered.

In the corridor below, stiff figures came out of the room, blurred, pale faces swaying in front of everyone's eyes, filled with terror.

"..."

The group of people was forced to slow down and walked slowly in the corridor at a "natural" speed.

Under the masks, their faces were also pale, and their foreheads were drenched in cold sweat.

Although they knew early in the morning that the rooms on both sides of the corridor were full of "ghosts", but even so, the psychological pressure of losing the barrier of the door and passing them by was simply a world apart from before. do not.

What's more...

Chen Mo took a stiff pace and walked forward step by step, his voice was extremely low: "At this speed, Black will catch up."

Wen Jianyan didn't answer directly.

His voice was muffled under the mask, and came in a low voice: "Steady, don't worry."

In the corridor, the number of ghosts is increasing, everyone walking can almost be regarded as walking by mistake, the air is caught in the arrow, and the atmosphere is still pressurized, like a heavy heavy stone pressing on everyone. On his chest, the imitation of the cold door he saw on the heartbeat of the runway was not able to breathe smoothly.

However, I don't know if it's because Anis and the others are also afraid of these ghosts. Although Wen Jianyan and his party were forced to slow down into "walking", they still didn't catch up.

Finally, when their receptive ability was approaching the limit, Huang Mao deliberately lowered it, but a voice of uncontrollable joy sounded from the side:

"just in front!"

Ahead, a closed door came into view.

It represents a temporarily safe "employee rest area", and at the same time, it is also a life-saving straw for all of them now.

Like a drowning person seeing driftwood, everyone couldn't hide their excitement and subconsciously accelerated their pace.

The door is near.

Huang Mao, who was walking at the very front, raised his hand and grabbed the door handle. The moment he was about to press it down, his movements froze suddenly. The air was dead silent.

"What's wrong?"

Wen Jianyan seemed to realize that something was wrong and asked.

Still no response.

"Hey, hey!" Wen Jianyan raised the volume a little.

However, this time, not only Huang Mao, but also everyone else in the team seemed to have been pressed the button to stop the time. They stopped in the same place every week without any warning. Among them, even Snow White.

"you……"

Wen Jianyan had an ominous feeling in his heart.

At the same time, the live broadcast room of [Integrity First] also exploded:

"!!"

"How is this going?"

"Come on, I've come to understand, ah, ah, it's a gentleman, a gentleman shot!"

"I know the grass... There is absolutely no way for Black to let it go!"

"The copy is in the final stage, and they are finally getting serious... I am really starting to worry about the anchor now."

Footsteps came from behind.

Wen Jianyan stood there, turned her head slightly, and looked in the direction from which the voice came.

"Why didn't you run away?"

The gentleman asked gracefully with a smile on his lips.

Behind them, the two anchors of the red party who were under control, they looked blank, with stiff footsteps, and followed closely behind the gentlemen, like two marionettes who lost their souls

Just like before, Anis stretched out his hand, with a sinister smile on his lips: "Props—"

Before he could speak, Wen Jianyan swiftly pushed aside Huangmao's hand and pressed the doorknob instead of him. Then, like a swimming fish, he turned to one side and got into the room alone. Inside.

"boom."

The door closes.

And his other teammates were all left outside the door.

The gentleman seemed to be surprised for a moment, but he immediately reacted, showing a stunned expression. He shook his head and clicked his tongue: "Tsk."

"Of course, there is nothing wrong with you doing this. After all, in any case, the life of your teammates is very different from your own."

said the gentleman.

He stepped forward and walked to Bai Xue at the end of the line.

Through the mask, he looked at the pair of eyes that were so dark that it was weird. Bai Xue seemed to be trapped in the same way, but the strange thing was that his eyes were not as dull as others, but he still maintained a clear mind! Although the gentleman stared at Bai Xue, his voice was talking to Wen Jianyan:

"However, didn't I remember that you said that you left paintings in the gallery yourself? Or did you leave them for everyone?"

He snorted softly and withdrew his gaze: "However, I don't look like it."

The gentleman walked unhurriedly to the closed door, curled his fingers, and knocked gently on the door: "Anyway, this is our last proposal."

"Hand over the props or your teammates will die."

After speaking, the gentleman laughed again: "However, based on your previous reaction, it seems that the possibility of leaving the room on your own initiative and handing over the props... is not high."

In fact, your judgment is surprisingly correct. Before the banquet starts, the anchors can't kill each other. Even now, I can't kill your teammates, but I have to wait until the banquet starts. That's right - of course, the moment they are under my control, their fate is already decided, even if the dungeon ends in time before I start, they go back to watch the anchor's rest area, as long as I want, they will still be will die.

At the same time, the employee rest area is also an absolutely safe place and cannot be invaded at will.

That is to say, if you are really not restricted by the lives of other irrelevant people, and you are determined not to leave the room, then, to be honest, there is really no way for us to take you. As long as you put the props on the plate the moment you enter the banquet, your victory is doomed. "

At this point, the gentleman is obviously not going to continue to play dumb riddles, but directly spread the whole situation.

"However, if you really do, then we are convinced that we lose." The gentleman raised his hand, touched the brim of his hat, and made a gesture of compliment: "Although you may not believe it, but I agree with you. I love your choice."

"In a nightmare, living by any means is the real law of survival, and it requires absolute interests to come first," the gentleman said with a slight smile.

"Gaining the absolute trust of teammates through ability, but also being able to decisively push others off the cliff at critical moments... It is only natural for people like Yu to win the final victory in this dungeon."

"I've always been skeptical about your potential and the way you've achieved your status, but your actions just now clearly dispelled all my concerns." The gentleman smiled slightly on his dignified and handsome face. with palpable appreciation. "After this dungeon is over, be sure to come to the oracle to find me.

Trust me, we'll be better friends than ever imagined. "

At this moment----

Only a "squeak" sound was heard, and the door handle was turned.

"" The gentleman was obviously startled.

The door was opened from the inside, and the door slowly slid open, but strangely, Wen Jianyan did not appear behind the door. On the contrary, he was standing in the middle of the dark room at the moment. The slender figure of the young man was immersed in the darkness, and the mask on his face had been lifted, revealing his handsome and elegant pale face.

"Is that so, thank you so much for your love."

With an impeccable smile on her face, Wen Jianyan answered elegantly and smoothly.

"Ugh."

The gentleman sighed lowly.

He looked a little disappointed.

"It seems that you still chose another path, which is a pity."

With that, the gentleman stretched out his hand, "If that's the case, we don't need to say more."

Wen Jianyan lowered his eyes, swept the gentleman's palm, and said, "Wait a minute." He raised his eyes

"Did you make a mistake"

"Oh" the gentleman made a single tone quietly.

Wen Jianyan "When did I say, I'm going to accept this deal"

In an instant, the atmosphere in the air condensed.

Anis was obviously fed up with the two of them hiding their knives in laughter, the way you talk to me, the interweaving of old and new hatred, which made him look particularly irritable. He took a step forward, his pale face gloomy:

"enough."

"We've made a condition that you either accept it and hand over the item or you don't accept it, you win and everyone else has to die.

" Annisson said.

Wen Jianyan's eyes circled around him and did not answer his question directly.

"As long as you are manipulated, you will always become a marionette. Even if you leave the copy and return to the anchor hall, your talent will still be valid... It's like a permanent unequal contract. It's a powerful ability." He saw To the gentleman, say:

"It's a pity that no matter how powerful or unusual the talent is, there are limits, right?"

The smile on the gentleman's face dimmed a little.

Just listen to Wen Jianyan continue:

"After encountering us, it is understandable that there is no killer, but not only did we not have immediate control, but even after we dismantled it, we just came up to play slowly, and the more important point is..." Wen Tongji Wei Gao Neng eyes, "After we met, I made a normal control in my arms. The guest left the room, but, he didn't take the opportunity to catch up..."

He smiled. "I think it's because of time constraints."

It is impossible to control people to this extent without enough time.

"You only controlled the two anchors of the red party, but not everyone. Obviously, apart from the two of them being the most useful, I'm afraid... Maybe there is a limit on the number?"

Listening to Wen Jianyan's unhurried analysis of his talent like a cocoon, the gentleman's face gradually turned cold.

"What's the use of talking about it?" Anis became visibly impatient. "You fucking—"

Before he could finish speaking, the gentleman raised his hand to stop him.

"continue.

"He says.

"You may want to ask, since I have analyzed these points before, why I still don't stop all this, but still run forward..."

Wen Jianyan tilted her head, narrowed her eyes, and said with a slight smile:

"Of course it's because we're each in the dark."

At the moment of meeting in the corridor, Wen Jianyan knew that in this case, whether it was the resource reserve or the ruthlessness of the means, there was absolutely no possibility that he would be mirrored and real. The change of the dungeon was trapped in a narrow area, but in the same way, the change of the dungeon also gave him a strange...

Advantage

Because, unlike the mirror copy dominated and created by Nightmare, there are [bugs] in the original copy.

However, due to some unknown reason, Wu Zhu has an entity in the original copy, but his authority is obviously limited. In order to "discover" his arrival, Wen Jianyan found out on the first night.

Wu Zhu did not appear during the entire time from the elevator to the corridor, but after he entered the room and appeared in the mirror, he appeared immediately.

So, after realizing that he is now at an irreparable disadvantage... Wen Jianyan decided to cheat.

Throughout the corridor, all the rooms have paintings.

Only the absolutely safe "employee rest area" where the painting is placed is the mirror.

Gentlemen need enough time to control people, and Wen Jianyan... is also fighting for the opportunity to come back.

He's not fleeing back to safety.

Instead, they are looking for chips.

Wen Jianyan turned her head slightly and looked into the mirror beside her.

In the huge mirror, the slender and tall figure of the young man is reflected.

A tall man stood by his side intimately, his long black hair fell on the shoulders of the young man, and a pair of bright golden eyes that looked like cold fire flashed in the darkness.

And beside him, the solid-like darkness surging, sticking sticky, like a huge hand, like a huge wave, wrapping him tightly, almost engulfing him;

like...

The invisible terrifying monster leaned down, took away its minions from the fragile human being, and was fascinated by the smell.

This scene is extremely bizarre, with a kind of evil that makes people unable to take their eyes off.

Outside the door, a gentleman's voice came:

"So, what do you mean, you came to this room on your own initiative to gain an advantage that can turn a defeat into a victory and turn a crisis into a safe one?" "He's lying to you."

Anis' gloomy voice sounded, "He has no means."

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath and forced herself to look away from the mirror. He looked at the gentleman and his party outside the door.

"I know, you don't believe me."

"I think, you should have the "props" of the precognition system. "He emphasized the syllables on the word prop.

The gentleman clearly understood what he meant, and the man's face darkened.

"Why don't you try divination," Wen Jianyan smiled and said, "...all of you, will you die?"

On the side of the young man, the white and slender fingertips quietly wrapped around the cold fingers with distinct joints. Like a warm snake, snuggling, persuading and bewitching.

Although they have long been familiar with the lies of their opponents, his overly calm attitude still makes them suspicious. Although he had been deceived once before, Anis couldn't help but have a shaken look on his face. Gentlemen obviously do the same.

With a cold face, he took something out of his backpack.

A small wooden barrel filled with tags of different colors.

He shook the sign, making a rattling sound, and soon, a wooden sign fell out of it.

The gentleman picked up the wooden sign, and his pupils shrank the moment he read the words on it clearly.

It was red, like words written in viscous blood. Great evil.

The gentleman quickly put the sticks back into the barrel and shook it again.

Crash.

The second stick fell out.

Great evil.

Three times in a row, all of which are not the result.

"..."

The gentleman was holding the wooden sign with the word "Great Fierce" written on it, the veins on the back of his hand burst out, his face turned blue, and he asked every word, "What did you do?" This time, he didn't even have a honorific. use.

Without any warning, the positions of the two sides were turned upside down. No one could have imagined that Black would lose his dominant position so quickly. This is simply beyond everyone's imagination.

"It doesn't matter what I do," Wen Jianyan downplayed the answer to the question and passed by, "What matters is what to do next."

He took a step forward unhurriedly, exposing his face to the light.

"A new deal." "Fair competition."

"You lift the control over everyone, completely lift it, and promise not to use it again in this dungeon," Wen Jianyan stared directly at the opposite, and said with a cold, even neutral attitude, "And I, Then make sure to not activate the use of props before the last three minutes of the banquet, how?”

"In the process, we can snatch at will," the gentleman asked, narrowing his eyes.

"Of course." Wen Jianyan said, "as long as you can."

Although Wen Jianyan also wanted to let the other party remove his ability directly, the problem was...the chips in his hand were not enough.

You know, both the gentleman and Anis left their own portraits in the gallery, that is to say, with an extra life, if Wu Zhu kills them, it will just send them out a copy in advance, and it cannot really be done. As for their other teammates... Wen Jianyan doubts how much these people are worth to the gentleman and Anis. Most likely it is just a tool that is used and lost.

In their identities, after leaving the dungeon, some streamers squeezed their heads and wanted to join their team.

In case the other party thinks that the final result is to lose an extra life anyway, it is better to bring his teammates together.

Wen Jianyan couldn't afford to gamble.

Rather than driving the opponent to a dead end, it is better to "fair competition". At least this way, there will be no irreparable damage.

After a short and long dead silence, the gentleman on the opposite side gave a low smile: "Okay, deal."

...

call.

Wen Jian breathed a sigh of relief without a trace.

The two stepped forward, purchased a two-way contract from the Nightmare Store, and completed the signing.

The next second after the signing was completed, the teammates who were still stiff just now and stood upright suddenly loosened their bodies, as if they had lost control and binding, and regained control over their bodies.

After recovering, they hurried back immediately.

Yun Bilan grabbed a handful of white snow that was still outside the situation and pulled him back into the room.

Everyone's bodies were tense, and they firmly protected Wen Jianyan behind their backs, posing a state of deterrence as if they were facing an enemy.

"Don't be so nervous," the gentleman looked over the shoulders of those people, collided with Wen Jianyan's, and said with a smile, "Thank you captain, at least we won't do anything until the banquet starts. "

The gaffe just now seemed to have never happened, and he regained the ease at the beginning. it's a pity.

The gentleman shook his head, his lips moved, and he let out a silent sigh.

I don't know if it's a pity that he failed to get the props from Wen Jianyan's hands, or something else...

"Okay, ladies and gentlemen," the gentleman raised his hand, touched the brim of his hat, and gave a graceful salute, "see you at the banquet." After speaking, he turned around and went away with the others.

Although Wen Jianyan was not controlled by the other party's talent, at the moment when the gentleman left, he still felt that some invisible shackles were loosened from his body, causing his body to lose strength. With a long sigh of relief, he stepped back with some legs and sat down on the edge of the bed.

After staring at the backs of the gentlemen and disappearing, they quickly retreated to the room in the staff rest area. The door slammed shut. Huang Mao raised his hand to turn on the light.

In the next second, dim light flooded the entire room, dispelling the thick ink-like darkness.

"What happened just now?" Yun Bilan turned her head, took a few steps forward, and asked anxiously.

Chen Mo looked equally puzzled, he touched the back of his head:

"I always feel as if I haven't had any memory for a while..."

Huang Mao weakly said: "Hey..."

Wen Jianyan waved his hands weakly: "It's nothing."

The bed beside him was heavy. Wu Zhu sat down next to him.

The next second, Wen Jianyan felt a heavy weight on his shoulders, the other party persevered and leaned over and put his head on his shoulders.

Wen Jianyan pushed the person away without a trace by moving her shoulders. He doesn't have time to deal with this guy yet.

"It's just a brief negotiation----"

Yellow hair "hello"

His voice suddenly increased, and everyone was stunned for a moment, then turned their heads to look over.

Huang Mao stood there, his feet seemed to be rooted, his face was white, and he looked in a certain direction, Mi Mi raised her hand majestically and pointed in the mirror: "Only, am I the only one who sees it, no? will it?”

Everyone was shocked and looked in the direction Huang Mao pointed.

Wen Jianyan looked in the direction of Huang Mao's fingers.

At this moment, he was sitting on the edge of the bed opposite the mirror, next to a non-human with black hair and golden eyes.

"Didn't you see, there is one more person beside the captain!"

And Huang Mao... just pointed to the man next to him who shouldn't exist, and said in a nervous, trembling voice:

"Who is this guy!"

Feeling countless gazes falling on him and the blank space beside him... Wen Jianyan froze.

To be precise, he froze from head to toe.

At this moment, a very large thing around him came over once again indomitably.

This time, without Wen Jianyan's perseverance, he finally managed to put his chin on the human shoulder, and then rubbed happily.