Welcome to the Nightmare Live

Chapter 310

Wen Jianyan walked forward step by step in the rain.

The further he walked, the slower his speed, his limbs seemed to be dragging a thousand weights, each step was harder and heavier than the previous one.

Soon, Wen Jianyan could see the location of the "hole" with the naked eye.

The light rain fell on the head, and the wet clothes were clinging to the body, and each second became heavier than the previous second.

Wen Jianyan made it clear that this heaviness was not brought about by the rain.

Even if he didn't take the initiative to look at it, he could use his peripheral vision to catch a glimpse from the puddle on the side, the rapidly increasing pale corpse on his body, the layers of broken bodies pressing down on his body, with a strange blue and white color. , in the slightly fluctuating two waters, it seems particularly permeable, and today people's scalp is numb

……almost.

Coming soon.

Wen Jianyan's eyes were fixed on the front, her breathing was disordered.

Just a few steps away from him, an obvious hole can be seen, which is particularly abrupt in the dense rain curtain.

Obviously, it also "discovered" Wen Jianyan who was approaching.

The indistinct figures of the occupants were reflected on the water.

It stopped the footsteps it had originally headed towards Chen Mo and the others, and in the mirror that was disturbed by the rain, the blurry pale face with the corners of its mouth raised strangely turned towards Wen Jianyan.

There are ten last steps.

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath and glanced at the umbrella handle in her hand.

The bluish-white woman's hand has gradually become clear, and there is a faint corpse odor floating in the humid air, which is very close to the state of the last time.

It shouldn't be long before the supernatural attack using the umbrella as the medium will begin.

"..."

Wen Jianyan's fingers twitched slightly because of nervousness.

Hold on.

There must be no problem.

After all, about ten minutes ago, he personally verified the feasibility of this countermeasure. As long as he grasps the time well, in theory, he can reproduce the last success.

All you need to do now is get close enough—and hold the umbrella over it.

Of course, just in case, Wen Jianyan has also been prepared to deal with the shock at any time. As long as any unexpected danger occurs, he will immediately activate the live item (Remains of the Holy Infant) and take advantage of its invincible duration. life.

Although the whole process sounds very simple, but Wen Jianyan has no bottom.

There are too many variables this time.

Even though he had done it himself once before, this time he still had no absolute certainty of success.

closer.

There are five final steps left.

The cold rain poured down from the sky, weaving a gloomy and depressing gray space.

On the ground, only the young man walks alone...

However, as long as someone looks down at the water on the ground, they will see a chilling picture.

Countless pale and blue corpses are stacked, like another terrifying and twisted alienation world, imprisoned under the water, yearning for infiltration all the time, exuding endless malice.

The "hollow" in the rain was so close at hand, the temperature around him seemed to drop to freezing point, and the cold and rancid smell lingered in the air.

Wen Jianyan felt a chill on her back, her hair stood on end, her physical fear began to haunt her, and her tense nerves were screaming, warning of the approaching danger.

This feeling is very familiar, and it is almost the same as last time.

It's scary, but still manageable.

Three steps left.

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The last two steps.

action!

Wen Jianyan gritted his teeth, his slender legs were slightly bent, like tight bowstrings, and his muscles tightened—the next second, his body briefly overcame the weight of the corpse on him. The arrow that leaves the string, slams forward!

Just breathing, the small part of the human skin umbrella has been blocked above the hollow.

It worked almost immediately.

Under the umbrella, the "guest" paused slightly and seemed to be stuck for a moment.

Everything is as expected!

Wen Jianyan's eyes lit up, and he was preparing to go all out and continue to cause a deeper conflict between media and media.

However, as the umbrella tilted, the half of his outstretched arm was reflected on the surface of a small puddle next to it - at that moment, under the water, a few pale arms stretched out from where he could not see, Grabbed his arm hard

"?!"

Wen Jianyan's pupils shrank suddenly.

Even though he thought he was physically fit, even so, his stretched arms couldn't withstand such a sudden heavy pressure.

His elbows bent down uncontrollably, and his body couldn't help staggering. He stepped on the water next to him with one foot. Beneath the turbid and chaotic water, a pale and swollen face was faintly visible.

Wen Jianyan looked down in amazement.

It's actually the former captain of the black team...!

Across the slightly swaying water surface, his facial features appeared distorted and alienated, bringing a bit of strange unfamiliarity.

The corners of his mouth were raised high, fixed on a treacherous arc, and a pair of bluish-white fingers stretched out from the water, grabbed Wen Jianyan's ankle, and continued to pull him down.

【Integrity First】Live Room:

"!!!"

"Ah, why is this happening? Aren't the floating corpses of the dead anchors usually attacking the person holding the painting? Why are they targeting the anchor this time!"

"I guess it's because he has too many layers, he has paintings, and an umbrella, and the distance from the guest is the closest among all of them. In the world below, I think he has already counted. A shining beacon..."

"Yeah, these things can't be seen without the media. The anchor now has the most media in the audience, so it's no wonder if you don't get targeted." "Sure enough, the more layers of curse stacks, the more The greater the determinant, even if nothing goes wrong in every link, there will still be problems..."

Almost instantly, Wen Jianyan's figure dropped by half.

Under the stumbling, the human skin umbrella that he had just given away in his hand slanted instantly and moved away from the top of the "hole".

Almost at the moment when the human skin umbrella was removed, the "hole" under the umbrella immediately resumed its action.

"clatter."

There was a slight, barely audible sound of heavy footsteps landing.

"!!!"

Behind him, Huang Mao, who was always looking in this direction, took a sharp breath and couldn't help screaming, "Be careful!!"

The next second, Wen Jianyan felt cold.

very cold.

That kind of cold is not from the temperature on the same side, but the icy cold that comes out from the cracks of the bones, as if to freeze all the souls together-Wen Jianyan can almost hear the sound of his own blood, and hangs beside him. His fingers seemed to be frozen eggs, the height of the fingertips was slightly mirrored, and he couldn't even bend or stretch.

Oops.

In this case, there is no way to activate the prop!

Within the line of sight, at the [void] where there was nothing in front of him, a vague outline of a human figure gradually emerged, and Wen Jianyan's hair stood on end in an instant.

He knew that the reason why they couldn't see the "guests" before was because they were not in the same space, and now, [seeing this itself means... For him, the two worlds The borders of the house are gradually blurring, so he can see where the "guests" are.

The frozen face twitched slightly, and slowly pulled towards both sides in the low temperature——

As if to make him make a [smile] expression.

At that moment, Wen Jianyan never realized one thing so clearly:

Items must be activated.

Immediately, now, now.

otherwise……

He might really die.

"?!"

Chen Mo and Yun Bilan in the distance were shocked when they heard Huang Mao's screams. They turned their heads suddenly and looked in the direction where Wen Jianyan was now. They realized the seriousness of the problem almost instantly.

Wen Jianyan is now at a critical juncture of life and death.

...to be bad!

Without even thinking or having time to communicate, the two of them did the same thing without thinking—

They threw their umbrellas away, stepped into the water, stretched out their arms in the rain, jumped vigorously, and shouted hoarsely:

"Hey!!"

"Stupid!! Look here!!!"

At the moment when the two took the initiative to reveal their position, the footsteps of the "guest" stagnated for a moment, and did not continue to move forward.

It's two to one now.

In the reflection on the slightly rippling water surface, the pale and blurry face slowly turned and [looked] in the direction of Chen Moyun and Bilan.

Wen Jianyan was still cold.

However, on the face, the feeling of pulling has been significantly relieved, the body temperature seems to have recovered slightly, and the fingers don't seem to be stiff anymore.

But for him, this does not mean the end of the crisis.

"..."

Wen Jianyan's eyes turned slightly to the side.

Under the umbrella, a woman's pale and blue face gradually emerged.

Seeming to feel Wen Jianyan's gaze, the woman turned her head slightly and [looked] in his direction without warning.

Its facial features are very vague, and the only thing that is clear is the stiff mouth that is raised high.

However, Wen Jianyan could clearly feel the emotionless, only cold and malicious [gazing]. At that moment, he only felt his scalp tingling and trembling all over.

——The time for the ghost under the umbrella to wake up is coming soon.

And this curse will not be affected by the actions of Yun Bilan and Chen Mo.

The bell of death is approaching.

"Da da."

The resident under the rain turned around stiffly and slowly, it seemed to be about to change direction, and walked in the direction of Chen Mo and Yun Bilan.

Wen Jianyan's brain was spinning rapidly.

Activate props now?

But in that case, he would miss a crucial moment.

He still remembered that in the puddle outside the door on the second floor, the two umbrellas that the Black team could no longer use were smashed, and there were blue-black statues on the handles of the umbrellas - they obviously did not think of Xian'er owning coal. The conflict between the mediators resolves the crisis, but the two are still unusable.

Including the umbrella he used before to restrict the movement of the "guests", it quickly turned blue and black and rotted, and was soon completely damaged.

In other words, the [umbrella] as a medium also has restrictions on its use.

If he activates the item, he will wear the title of Mother of the World and gain short-term invincibility.

Then, the moment he activates the item, the [Umbrella] is likely to lose its target and become invalid.

......In that case, his previous efforts will be in vain.

Wen Jianyan stared at the back of the "guest".

At the end of the direction it is facing, there are two figures of Chen Mo and Yu Bilan-they dropped their umbrellas and entered the water. Because of the [painting] on their bodies, their movements quickly became slow and heavy, and their bodies became slow and heavy. There is also a tendency to be dragged down by things in the water.

The floating corpse, which had been holding Wen Jianyan's ankles tightly before, also gradually dived, and its figure gradually became blurred.

If Wen Jianyan guessed correctly, it shouldn't be long before he went to find the real oil painting carrier.

——In this case, they absolutely cannot escape the attack of the "guests".

Instead of sitting still.

Better to give it a go.

Wen Jianyan gritted her teeth and seemed to have made up her mind.

A pair of amber pupils flickered with a fierce fire that seemed to be able to burn everything.

Hanging on his side, his slightly trembling fingers tightened sharply, giving up the preparation to activate the props.

Fuck it!

not far away.

Chen Mo and Yun Bilan quickly tasted the price of desperate.

Because of their reckless behavior, they are also quickly in danger.

Under the surface of the water, countless pale and swollen floating corpses approached with strange smiles on their faces. They stretched out their blue-white and cold fingers, grabbed their ankles and calves, and pulled them towards the water with an irresistible force and speed. go.

"Damn, let go!"

Yun Bilan gritted her teeth, cursing irritably, trying to break free from the floating corpse's hand, but soon, the next hand stretched out, as if she was stuck in a quagmire, and the sinking trend was unstoppable.

On Chen Mo's side, the situation was even worse.

Because... [painting] is on him.

In just a few seconds, most of his body was immersed in the icy rainwater. Under the water were countless pale and terrifying corpses. With a tragic smile, they stretched out their hands towards him.

Chen Mo struggled hard and struggled with those terrifying things, but he was still pulled down, and more and more cold and pale arms grabbed him.

At this moment, a cold and hoarse voice came from the side:

"painting."

"...?"

Chen Mo was startled and turned to look.

The young man stood in the rain, with his bloodless, pale face drooping down, and a pair of dark pupils stared at Chen Mo, stretched out his hand to him, and said:

"Paint it, give it to me."

Chen Mo woke up like a dream.

He stretched out his hand with difficulty and handed the canvas wet with rain.

Bai Xue, who has always been at the edge of the team, has not tried to participate in all this from the beginning, except for occasional advice.

The first time I took the initiative to take over the painting.

He slightly raised his expressionless, doll-like pale and cold face, and his eyes fell on the void above Wen Jianyan's head, as if he was watching something that others could not see.

At that moment, Wen Jianyan felt that the heavy weight that had always been hanging on her body seemed to disappear.

"?!"

He was slightly startled.

However, Wen Jianyan has no time to think carefully about the reason now.

He gritted his teeth and stared at the "guest" who had his back turned to him. His weightless body was as light as a swallow feather, and he strode forward abruptly—

In the next second, the human skin umbrella hung upright above the void.

"Guest" stopped.

In the water on the ground, you can vaguely see two vague figures standing stiffly under the hanging umbrella.

Cold, eerie, motionless.

...successful.

At the moment of realizing this, Wen Jianyan felt that his body seemed to be drained of strength. If he hadn't been holding on with one breath, he might have fallen directly into the rain.

It's a pity that he is too tired to rest now.

Less than two minutes left until the end.

"Quick!! Keep going!!!"

Wen Jianyan raised her hand to wipe the rain off her face, raised her voice, and ran towards her teammates, shouting as she ran:

"The time is almost up! Hurry up!!"

Yun Bilan broke free from the shackles of the corpse, picked up the human skin umbrella that she had just dropped from the ground, and dragged Chen Mo out of the puddle.

In the distance, Huang Mao ran from the direction of the door. As the only person with excellent eyesight who had never been entangled by any corpses, he was very fast.

Wen Jianyan also ran here at this moment.

He grabbed Bai Xue's collar with one hand, pulled him out of the water, grabbed the canvas from his hand with the other hand, raised his hand suddenly, and threw it in the direction of Huang Mao:

"then!!!"

Raindrops fell from overhead.

In this way, a group of people dragged me, I pulled you, pulled each other with difficulty, and finally stumbled and stumbled into the door.

The moment they fell on the carpet, the lights in the corridor lit up with a "smack", and at the same time, the open painted door closed behind them, sticking tightly to the wall.

"..."

In the closed and dead hotel room, the sound of everyone's rapid and chaotic gasping reverberated.

Wen Jianyan let go of her hand, slowly climbed up from the carpet, then staggered to the side, leaned against the wall with one hand, her back arched—

"vomit!"

The water droplets dripped down the end of his hair, his face was soaked by the cold rain and pale, only the corners of his eyes and the nose were red due to the breath, and the wet pair was clinging to his body, making him more fragile and pitiful, miserable and pitiful. .

【Integrity First】Live Room:

"Oh oh oh!"

"I haven't seen the anchor vomit for a long time!!!"

"Hahahahaha, every time the anchor retches, the live broadcast room is filled with a happy atmosphere."

"When the anchor was persecuted, it was really pitiful, so cute."

Huang Mao also stood up staggeringly.

In his hand, the oil painting, like the last time, turned into rainwater dripping down from between his fingers, leaving a wet mark on the carpet.

Chen Mo took a breath and said incoherently:

"Go... me, let's get out of this room."

According to the last experience, shortly after bringing the noodles into the Xingwang Hotel, the guests will soon move in. Although, according to their previous training, the guests will probably not attack them, but even so, there is no People are willing to personally verify whether the clear test is reliable.

In any case, it's best to get out of here as soon as possible.

Yun Bilan was so tired that she didn't want to speak, she nodded, and while walking forward, she grabbed Wen Jianyan, who was still retching, and dragged him to the door.

Soon, the group left the room.

The door to the hotel room slammed shut behind them, and a small "do not disturb" light, symbolizing the guest's stay, came on, making it particularly conspicuous in the dim, narrow hallway.

Chen Mo raised his eyes and looked towards the door in front of him.

On the slightly faded house number, several numbers [425] can be seen. He took a step back and looked at the house numbers on the next doors.

Except for the house number [425], all other house numbers are connected. And it's all on the first floor.

"..."

Chen Mo frowned and felt his nerves tighten again.

Like Wen Jian Ji He Yue's, they returned to the Xingwang Hotel through another door in the Ming and Liang towns. They were indeed able to get rid of the previous situation of being chased by the "guests", but what's the point... Although they came back Coming back is coming back, but they are still too far from the center of the enemy camp, which means that the crisis they are facing now has not been lifted.

In any case, you have to get out of here quickly.

Now is a good opportunity.

The lights in the corridor have just turned on, and it may take some time for the other teams to leave the room, so they had better use this window period to quickly leave the first floor and return to their third and fourth floors.

"Captain, hurry up, we should go."

Chen Mo walked over and helped Wen Jianyan from Yun Bilan's hand, "Which direction should we go next?"

Among them, the only one who could never forget the map was Wen Jianyan.

"Then...there..."

Wen Jianyan raised her pale face, circled around firmly with her straight eyes, and then raised her hand and pointed in one of the directions.

His voice fluttered, "Then turn left...it's the fire escape."

"it is good."

Chen Mo nodded, half dragged and half dragged Wen Jianyan, who had not yet fully recovered, greeted the others, and walked in the direction he just pointed.

All knew the urgency of the situation and acted quickly and silently.

"..."

Snow White quietly followed behind everyone.

He lowered his head expressionlessly, and followed them without a word, just as he had done at the beginning.

Although with this squad

Action, but he is always like a shadow, silent, silent, not speaking, not acting, not intervening.

Bai Xue lowered her head, her expression indifferent.

In the dungeon, he rarely intervenes—even if the crisis the other party encounters comes from him.

But this time, he rarely broke his behavior pattern.

But to be precise, this is not a shot.

As long as Bai Xue thought about it, the intervention he could make was far stronger than the simple thing of "taking over the painting"... But he didn't do anything, just took over the painting.

Bai Xue didn't care about the lives of these people.

He doesn't care about the outcome of this confrontation, no matter who dies, it has nothing to do with him.

He just...

curious.

Snow White was curious.

""

Bai Xue raised her dark and treacherous eyes and looked in Wen Jianyan's direction silently.

The young man was supported by his teammates. Although he also tried very hard to move forward, his legs seemed to be unresponsive, and he was always one step behind.

His face was pale and blue, and the vitality he had just lost due to the guest had not fully recovered. From time to time, he would cough because of the cold. His jet-black wet hair was sticking to his cheeks, and it was wet from head to toe. It is a small animal falling into the water, weak and pitiful.

In any case, it is impossible to see that this is a person who is under the triple curse, without using any props and talents, and still miraculously survived.

What probability is this?

"..."

Bai Xue silently retracted his gaze, and lowered his eyes again expressionlessly.

Maybe it was because the lights just turned on, the first floor of the Xingwang Hotel seemed very quiet, but this did not change the fact that it was the hinterland of the dark side.

Under the guidance of Wen Jianyan, the group found the fire escape very smoothly.

They did not dare to delay, and quickly entered the stairwell and climbed up the stairs.

first floor.

Second floor.

After passing the second floor, everyone was obviously relieved.

Just go up one more floor and they will be on the third floor.

And there is the territory belonging to the red side, and they no longer need to be as nervous as they were just now.

Just as they were about to continue upward, suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps descending above their heads.

"?!"

Someone is going downstairs?

Is it the red team?

Or……

Everyone was startled, looked at each other, and saw the same surprised look in each other's eyes.

Wen Jianyan broke free from Chen Mo's support, looked up at the top of his head, his light-colored eyes shimmered in the dark, he raised a finger, pressed it on his pale lips, and silently said " Shh" action.

Everyone held their breath and became quiet.

The group upstairs didn't seem to notice them, and they were talking to each other in a low voice. Wen Jianyan listened carefully and quickly caught a familiar voice.

Very polite, low and polite voice.

"!"

Wen Jianyan's pupils shrank.

He had heard the voice.

Before entering the copy of [Xingwang Hotel], the more important thing is...he heard this voice in the [Secret Council].

——The tenth on the ranking list, the vice president of Oracle, codenamed Gentleman.

In other words, the team upstairs has both the eighth and the tenth in it!

That's why they didn't meet the gentleman and others' team on the first and second floors before, not because of luck... but because they also chose this time to go to the third and fourth floors to investigate the site of the red side!

And now, the journeys between them miraculously overlapped.

one up.

one down.