Welcome to the Nightmare Live

Chapter 313

After listening to what Wen Jianyan said, several other people in the team were stunned.

……what? sleep?

at this time?

While everyone was stunned, the young man standing in the corridor had turned around naturally and walked into the room.

Several people stared blankly as Wen Jianyan passed by his side and walked straight towards the big bed in the center of the room.

isn't it?

Is he really going to rest at this time! !

Yun Bilan and Chen Mo looked at each other in surprise, and after a brief hesitation, they hurriedly followed Wen Jianyan's pace.

"..."

Wen Jianyan stood by the bed, he raised his eyes, and his eyes naturally fell on the oil painting facing the big bed.

There was still a disturbing picture inside. Although it was very different from the previous paintings on the first and fourth floors, it was equally gloomy, damp, and full of strange and ominous atmosphere.

Although they were forced to hide in this room because they were chased by the opposing team, this was, after all, the first room they entered after leaving the Rainy Town.

This also means that this will be the next door for them to enter the rainy town.

Sleeping in front of such a painting is a great psychological test for anyone.

However, this is also two hours later.

Wen Jianyan looked back and sighed silently.

He put his wet coat on the back of the chair beside him, and then turned directly onto the bed.

At this moment, several other people in the team also walked in from the door.

They stared at Wen Jianyan on the bed with an unsure look. Yun Bilan frowned and asked suspiciously, "Wait a minute, who are you..."

Wen Jianyan was not ready to explain.

Because the explanation is not clear.

"Is the door closed?" he asked.

After Chen Mo, the others stepped forward and nodded, "Yes."

"Very well, I should sleep for a while," Wen Jianyan said, "you help me watch the wind next, be very careful, and don't wake me up unless something unexpected happens."

To be honest, Wen Jianyan didn't know whether he could be woken up when he was in that state.

After all, this wasn't really a rest in the first place, but to everyone else, it looked like he was asleep.

Chen Mo: "How long are you going to rest?"

"I am not sure as well."

Wen Jianyan shrugged: "but I will as soon as possible."

He also didn't want to stay in that space with Wu Zhu for too long.

The best situation is that the other party is now in a state of sanity that "remembers everything", he gets the news from the other party, and then leaves as quickly as possible.

But in case it's not...

He's about to get ready to use Plan B.

Several people looked at each other and nodded:

"it is good."

Although they didn't know why Wen Jianyan proposed the idea of ​​"rest" under such circumstances, he must have his own reasons and considerations. Since Wen Jianyan didn't say it, they were not going to ask.

Several people dispersed and went to the entrance to guard.

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath, instead of taking off her shoes, she lay down directly.

Although the hotel is now lit, it does not mean that there will be no accidents during this period, so even if he is going to "sleep" next, he must be ready to stand up and run at any time. .

He hid the blade in the palm of his hand, slashed his fingertips with subtle and flexible movements, and smeared the blood on the Ouroboros ring.

The warm, viscous liquid was sucked up by the cold, heavy metal in an instant.

In the shadows that no one can see, in the eyes of the Ouroboros, the eerie red light is fleeting.

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath and closed her eyes.

Then, as if only a few seconds had passed.

It seems like a century has passed.

I don't know when it started, the surrounding voices disappeared.

The rustling sound of the soles of the shoes rubbing against the carpet, and the hidden sound of the breathing of other people in the room had completely disappeared before you knew it, as if there was only one person left in this world, a dead silence.

It's time.

"..."

Wen Jianyan's eyelashes trembled, and then she slowly opened her eyes.

He sat up from the bed and looked around.

After seeing the surrounding scene clearly, Wen Jianyan couldn't help showing a stunned expression.

The difference from the previous anchor hall was that there was no change in the furniture or the surrounding environment, but the shadows filled the air, as if covered with a layer of filters.

But here...

It's like a completely different world.

The old and clean wallpaper that used to be clean now looks appalling, dilapidated, mutilated, with cracks and cracks, and dark and damp water stains seep from the cracks and flow down the wall, leaving a trail. There were water marks, and all the other furniture in the room was rotten and moldy, and fell to the ground slanted.

Tick, tick.

The sound of water droplets echoed in the room, making it hollow and monotonous.

the most important is……

The huge oil painting frame facing the bed has disappeared, leaving only a dark, gloomy big hole, which is bottomless, as if leading to a terrifying alien space, as if just staring, as if will be sucked into it.

Wen Jianyan couldn't help being surprised.

How could this be?

He looked away and rolled off the bed.

The next second, only a clatter was heard, and a dampness spread from the soles of the feet.

"...!"

Wen Jianyan was surprised.

He lowered his head and looked down at his feet.

Only then did he realize that the floor of the entire room was covered with cold water, which unknowingly covered the insteps of his feet.

Perhaps because there was no light, the water was pitch black and nothing could be reflected.

Wen Jianyan was dripping with water and walked towards the direction of the oil painting.

The closer you get to the dark hole, the lower the temperature around it, as if a cold wind is coming from the dark hole, making your scalp tingle and your hair stand on end.

He hesitated for a moment, and finally pressed one hand on the wall and carefully leaned away——

"Dang bang."

A subtle metal crash sounded from behind.

"?!"

Wen Jianyan was startled and turned his head sharply to look behind him.

The next second, a strong icy wind hit, a big cold and strong hand grabbed his neck, the other hand grabbed his wrist, endless darkness hit, wrapped around his neck. Above the body, pull him back!

Wen Jianyan staggered and lost her focus.

Hearing a "crash" sound, he was pushed down into the icy water.

Above his head, a pair of brilliant golden eyes flashed a shimmering shimmer in the darkness, silently and condescendingly looking down at him.

Oh shit.

It seems that the other party is still in a state of losing rational thinking when they met last time. Compared with a person with intelligence, he is more like a beast driven by instinct.

Wen Jianyan tightened her teeth.

It seemed that his previous idea of ​​a quick solution could not be achieved.

Wen Jianyan raised her head with difficulty, her chest heaved up and down rapidly, she raised her hand suddenly, grabbed the other party's cold wrist around her throat, and used her fingers to grope for the cold metal chain, her hoarse voice seemed to come from Squeezed out between the teeth:

"let go."

His voice seemed to contain infinite power, and the final sound echoed in the narrow room.

"..."

Dang bang.

Accompanied by the clear metal collision, the cold fingers on his throat seemed to be broken apart by some invisible force, and loosened little by little until they were removed from his throat.

Wen Jianyan gasped, finally broke free from the opponent's restraint, and stood up staggeringly.

The shirt, which was about to be dried by body temperature before, became wet again, the neckline was torn and scattered, the thin fabric was tightly adhered to the body, and cold water drops dripped from his hair, looking very embarrassed.

With one hand, he brushed the wet hair that was in front of his eyes behind his head, while keenly noticing the other party's eagerness to move.

"Don't move."

He gritted his teeth and ordered coldly.

Jingle.

Ouroboros chains tighten.

The other party is finally honest.

"..."

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath, raised her hand and wiped her wet face, then lowered her head to look at the man in front of her.

It's the witch candle.

He was leaning on the edge of the bed, his long dark hair sloping down from his shoulders, and above his wrists, the metal shackles linked by ouroboros could be seen, the ends silently disappearing into the darkness Among them, as if to show his identity as a prisoner.

but……

Those eyes did not match his current state of being controlled by others.

Golden, like a flame burning in the dark, cold and vigorous.

Those eyes that seemed to be able to set everything on fire stared at him motionless, slowly moving on his body, sliding down the young man's warm and tight, smooth chest, as if to use his sight Peel it open and taste it from top to bottom.

Just like the last time we met, there was not much rationality in the eyes of the other party, half primitive and half ignorant.

"..."

Wen Jianyan narrowed her eyes and looked at the other party without evasion. It was as if she was wearing an expressionless mask, so she couldn't see the slightest real emotion.

After a few seconds, he suddenly smiled, and there was a bit of gnashing in his voice:

"So, the runaway isn't over, right?"

"..."

Wu Zhu did not answer.

Of course he wouldn't answer.

After all, his current state is closer to what Wen Jianyan saw in the first copy. Because it is too incomplete, he is driven only by instinct and has no ability to think and speak.

That is to say, no information can be asked from such Wu Zhu's mouth, and no answer can be obtained.

He knew it would be so.

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath and suppressed the frustration in her heart.

Although I'm used to things don't always develop as I expected, but it's really annoying to be like this every time.

Fortunately, there are other clues here besides witch candles.

Wen Jianyan retracted her gaze, turned her attention away from Wu Zhu's body, and turned her head to look at the big hole in the wall.

However, before he could do anything, the clanging sound of metal collision sounded again, like a trapped beast tearing at its collar, trying to break free.

"?"

Wen Jianyan was stunned for a moment, turned her head to look in Wu Zhu's direction, and seemed to suddenly realize something.

"Wait, so you don't want me in?"

Just now, although Wu Zhu really grabbed his neck and grabbed his wrist, the purpose was not to "strike", but to pull him back.

Although the action is tyrannical, the purpose is more to try to keep him away from that place than to vent his anger and control.

"What's in there?"

Wen Jianyan's eyes lit up, and while asking, he stepped forward aggressively: "What does it have to do with this copy? What does it have to do with you?"

He had a hunch from the beginning...

The appearance of this room in the [Dream Space] may be related to the deeper secrets of this dungeon.

Wu Zhu remained silent.

Also, the other party may not fully understand what he is saying now.

But this time, his eyes fell slightly and fell on Wen Jianyan's chest, showing a thoughtful look.

……Wait a moment.

Wen Jianyan seemed to realize something and glanced down.

The shirt was white, and it was already very thin. It was soaked in cold water at the moment, and it was tightly attached to his skin, and it was faintly revealing a little red that was almost pink.

"…………"

Wen Jianyan felt a surge of enthusiasm and anger that rushed straight to his forehead.

This fool! ! ! ! !