Welcome to the Nightmare Live

In the huge pale space, the anchors woke up one after another.

The top of the big screen shows the most popular dungeon in this live broadcast. [Prosperity Building] ranks first on the list without any suspense. A large amount of points will be rewarded, and part of the popularity will be received.

The corresponding points were automatically crossed out from the account, and the system began to repair Su Cheng's body.

Soon, the feeling of weakness brought by serving as a sacrifice in the Prosperity Building completely disappeared from his body, and he returned to the state of health he had before entering the dungeon.

Su Cheng moved his shoulders, raised his head again, and looked around the hall carefully, but still couldn't find Wen Jianyan.

He frowned.

This is not the first time this has happened. In many previous dungeons, Wen Jianyan was the last to return to the anchor hall, but, for some unknown reason, Su Cheng just felt that there was something... Unlike usual, the hunch disturbed him.

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At this moment, the sound of the system settlement sounded in the ear.

Even though he was mentally prepared, Su Cheng was still taken aback by the generous rewards after the team cleared the level.

In addition to the high points, several achievements of high difficulty and rarity were activated one after another. Although Su Cheng did not find any hidden items this time, as a reward for the high difficulty team's customs clearance, the system actually gave him directly After purchasing a [Hidden Item Random Gift Pack], after opening the gift bag, you will have the opportunity to randomly obtain hidden items of different levels.

The item drop rate is displayed below the gift pack.

[Legendary: 0.01% Hard: 30% Normal: 70%]

Although the probability is very low, it is possible to directly obtain a reusable legendary item by opening the gift box, which is enough to attract people.

Su Cheng came back to his senses from the ding ding sound of the system's settlement, and suddenly felt that something was not right...

Wait a moment.

In the past, although Wen Jianyan's return would occasionally be delayed, ranging from five to ten minutes, but every time the system began to settle after all the anchors had returned to the lobby, that is to say, his previous A few times of late return, the high probability is related to the system delay, this time.......

There was no delay in the system, even if Wen Jianyan hadn't appeared in the host's hall, it started broadcasting directly.

Doesn't it know that people haven't arrived yet?

Su Cheng suddenly had some kind of absurd idea in his heart.

He suddenly took out his mobile phone from his pocket and opened the guild interface.

Although they and Dark Fire formed a temporary team, they would be disbanded automatically after leaving the dungeon, and they could not continue to check the status of teammates. However, after all, Su Cheng was still the vice president of the [law-abiding and good citizen] guild, with his authority , you can view the online status of all members.

The number of guild members is not large, and it can be seen with a single stroke. Obviously, some members have also entered the dungeon during the time they left. Behind their names, three prominently marked [Live] Small print, but behind the members who did not enter the copy, the word [Online] was displayed, including Su Cheng himself.

but

Behind the name of the chairman Wen Jianyan, not only did not show [Live], but also did not show [Online] leaving the copy, but it was blank, and the state turned into a strange gray.

Su Cheng's pupils shrank, revealing an expression of extreme astonishment.

The name is greyed out, which means...

The anchor died in the copy.

how is this possible?!

Su Cheng's heart was numb, and he clenched the phone tightly in one hand, his fingertips almost turning white.

Obviously the copy of [Prosperity Building] has ended, the final main quest has also been completed, and all crises have been eliminated, how could Wen Jianyan die?!

No, maybe not "dead".

Su Cheng recalled the last dungeon carefully, especially the strangeness that Wen Jianyan showed at the end of the last dungeon. He gradually calmed down, took a deep breath, lowered his head again, and looked at the phone screen.

Although Wen Jianyan's name has turned gray, the number of presidents of the system has never been automatically changed.

This might mean...  

In fact, the system itself is not sure whether Wen Jianyan is still alive.

At the moment when this thought appeared, Su Cheng was shocked.

Could it be that Wen Jianyan found a way to escape, or temporarily escape the supervision of the system?

In the dark corner, a hand hangs down and falls on the hem of the wedding dress on the ground.

The fingers are slender, the knuckles are curled, and the strength is thin and distinct.

The excessively fair skin and the scarlet wedding dress below formed a sharp contrast. The index finger knuckles were wet, and a bright red tooth mark was deeply branded on it. Come on.

"..."

Wen Jianyan put the hot sweat on her forehead on the back of her hand, her eyelashes wet with tears, covering her somewhat slack eyes.

He was breathing hard, and his eyes darkened.

Oh shit.

Wu Zhu's learning ability is indeed very strong.

He figured this out.

Whether it's kissing or any other skills, you can master it proficiently, and even draw inferences from one thing and give it back double... This is especially deadly.

After all, Wu Zhu is not a human being.

Humans have no tentacles.

Wen Jianyan is very fortunate now that in the concept and cognition of this evil god, relevant information is very scarce, and he almost relies on his personal teaching, and what he teaches is not much, and all of it is limited to very shallow contact. , otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

Recalling the last "teaching" scene, Wen Jianyan couldn't help but feel a little scalp tingling.

Although it is true that the other party is not human...

But that really shouldn't be the size a human should have.

His eyelashes trembled slightly, he raised his head, and happened to meet the golden eyes of Wu Zhu, which was printed in the glass, and he clearly saw the other side's next movements.

The cold tongue swam over the wet fingertips, the color difference between scarlet and pale.

Obviously it is a god-like beautiful face, but there is no sense of disobedience in doing such an action.

Those primitive, almost violent eyes were dyed with savage colors, sex, greed and hunger, which together condensed into an extremely evil sense of oppression.

"As delicious as your blood." Wu Zhu said.

"..."

Wen Jianyan's pupils trembled.

???

He hadn't recovered from his dumbfounded state when suddenly, Wen Jianyan suddenly noticed the strangeness of the environment around him.

The dizzy feeling of lust disappeared, and the turbulent heartbeat and breathing gradually calmed down, and he became more and more aware of...

It's so quiet around.

It's like being isolated from the world.

Almost without further thought, Wen Jianyan immediately knew the answer to the question.

[Prosperity Building] The copy is over.

All the streamers still belonging to Nightmare have been evacuated from this dungeon...except him.

Because of "branding".

According to Wu Zhu, it is clear that the Nightmare's control over the host, the so-called "soul contract", is the same as Wu Zhu's name on his hip bone, and it is also a form of imprint. Before, although Wu Zhu's strength was gradually increasing with the collection of fragments, the nightmare still prevailed, and after the copy of [Prosperity Building], Wu Zhu's strength has been greatly improved, so, When he was on the fifth floor before, Wu Zhu would say such words and come to such a conclusion.

He announced the end of the deal in advance.

His mark will gradually "eat" the nightmare, and Wen Jianyan's soul will be handed over from the nightmare to his hands.

——In Wu Zhu's words, Wen Jianyan no longer needs to worry about what happened next.

He just has to wait.

Obviously, this means that the strength of Wu Zhu may have been able to compete with the Nightmare Chamber, and even in terms of the ownership of Wen Jianyan's soul, it has been able to faintly suppress the Nightmare.

Before the end of the [Prosperity Building] copy, Wen Jianyan had foreseen the arrival of this moment.

What he didn't expect was that this moment would come so quickly.

Wu Zhu leaned down, his long jet-black hair was like a cold spring, falling on the young man in front of him, interweaving with the red wedding dress.

His figure has completely solidified, and the boundless darkness spreads out, drawing the two of them together:

"But, it's not enough."

Wen Jianyan was stunned, as if he had just been pulled out of his own thoughts: "...what?"

"I said, it's not enough."

Wu Zhu stared at the figure of the young man in the mirror, and his slender and sturdy arms went around his waist from behind, holding the man tightly in his arms.

In those golden eyes, there was a deep desire that could not be filled, like an insatiable beast.

He opened his mouth and bit the tip of Wen Jianyan's ear, grinding it with his sharp white teeth.

"It's weird, I don't feel satisfied."

"I want to do more."

The icy darkness passed around the youth's jaw, forcing him to turn his head and look at himself.

The bright red neckline has already spread out naturally, revealing a beautifully curved neck curve and a small half of an excessively fair chest. There are still faint red traces left by the shadows of the wind and wind, and more branches like to extend downwards, easily. Open the messy front.

Tight and beautiful, smooth and powerful chest and abdomen lines, deep into the darkness of the hem of the shirt, ups and downs with the young man's slightly rapid breathing, tight and relaxed.

He opened his shirt like this and lay unguarded in his arms.

The skin is as pure as a handful of snow, and one can't wait to leave some dirty, messy, and bloody marks on it.

Deng Zhu stared at him, beast-like pupils shrunk into a narrow gap, in the darkness, like molten golden magma.

hungry.

A craving that is very similar to, but not identical to, appetite is burning, churning, and clamoring.

telling him:

not enough.

All the things that have been done before are not enough.

Wu Zhu lowered his head and bit Wen Jianyan's collarbone viciously.

"Well!"

There was a sound of inhalation in the young man's throat, his chest was ups and downs rapidly, and the white dazzling against the red clothes, like a fresh and beautiful white fish, exuding a warm and vigorous breath.

Wu Zhu raised his head and licked the remaining blood from his lips, and the color of his eyes became darker and darker.

"You'll teach me more, right?"

He stared at his prey, his voice hoarse, "We have time."

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【When everything is over, we will be together forever】