Welcome to the Nightmare Live

Chapter 315

In the damp, shadow-shrouded hotel room, the pitch-black water swayed slightly, printed with shimmering light.

There was a faint smell of blood in the air.

"So, when did I wake up?"

Wu Zhu stretched out his limbs and leaned lazily at the end of the bed, letting the human in front of him insert his warm fingers between his long hair and raise his head following the opponent's strength.

"Let me think about..."

Wen Jianyan had a smile on her lips, stroking and playing with the other party's cold hair one after another, her eyes narrowed to cover the edge of her eyes, and her slightly hoarse ending rose frivolously.

Not at first.

Wu Zhu is a god, not a human being.

Although he is the "evil" party, but in a sense, he is also arrogant and pure, such an existence will not choose this almost weak, tricky and tricky method to confuse others...

What's more, the other party doesn't have such good acting skills.

[Blood] is the key.

The other party's awakening must be after feeding blood and starting to "eat".

So at what time period?

...

Wen Jianyan leaned down slightly, holding Wu Zhu's long hair between her fingers, looking down at the handsome and evil pale face, pressing her wounded, but no longer bleeding finger, on the other's pale lips side:

"It was when you bit me, right?"

Both before and after are wrong answers.

Wen Jianyan is confident in his ability to know people. If the other party recovers from ignorance and originality in any time period other than this, even if the changes are subtle, he is sure to capture the changes. ...except for the moment when the other party gently bit down.

Although Wen Jianyan didn't want to admit it, but...

He was indeed a little flustered at the time, so he ignored the signs of Wu Zhu's awakening.

What's more, that stroke was too light.

It's not like tearing the prey with teeth and grabbing more blood, it's far-fetched to say that retention, but if the other party has reason, then everything makes sense.

"That's right."

In the gloomy darkness, those golden eyes shone brightly.

Even knowing that Wen Jianyan's confusion just now was just a way to confuse himself, Wu Zhu didn't seem to mind.

The corners of the thin lips rose slightly, revealing a little white sharp tooth tip, and his eyes were locked on the prey in front of him, as if he was more excited.

The cold and broad hand was still held on the youth's waist, and through the thin, damp cloth, he could feel the other person's warmth and flexibility, and the tight skin undulating slightly with his breathing seemed to contain vigorous heat and vitality. .

It made him want to explore more.

Before Wu Zhu's fingers slid down the depression of his spine, Wen Jianyan suddenly smiled, and then stopped smiling.

"let go."

he ordered coldly.

Jingle.

The Ouroboros bracelet was pulled by some force in the darkness, forcing the opponent's hands to leave his waist.

As a result, Wu Zhu was once again fixed in place and could not move.

Watching the other party's actions being controlled, Wen Jianyan finally let out a long breath and stood up happily.

"Okay, now answer my question."

He stood in front of Wu Zhu, looking down at the other party, towards the hole behind him:

"What's in there?"

"Core." Wu Zhu barely struggled, so he easily told Wen Jianyan the answer.

...and this answer makes almost no sense.

Wen Jianyan frowned:

"This copy?"

"You can say that." Wu Zhu said lightly.

"..."

Wen Jianyan was sensitively aware of the deeper metaphors implied in the other party's words.

He turned his head, his eyes fell once again on the huge hole that seemed to be able to suck everything into it, and said slowly:

"There has to be some other way to get into it, right?"

"right."

It's like the fifth floor in [Prosperity Building].

If he tries to enter it through a shortcut, then he will never think of it again. If he wants to really touch the core, he must find the path that is allowed by the rules.

Wen Jianyan lowered her eyes, as if recalling something.

After just entering the dungeon, he once glanced at the content of the barrage.

He remembered that someone mentioned that the copy of [Xingwang Hotel] had been closed before, and it was only opened this time. Because there was no precedent, the barrage discussed this issue for a long time.

Why is it closed?

What's the reason for turning it on this time?

More importantly...

Now that he has obtained the so-called "task", is it possible that the captain of another team has also received similar instructions in the form of tasks?

If the answer is yes, then the purpose of the gentlemen is likely to be related to this.

So, they are also trying to find and touch the "core".

Wen Jianyan raised her eyes, looked in Wu Zhu's direction again, and slowly asked the second question: "What does this copy have to do with you?"

Wu Zhu did not answer.

Wen Jianyan narrowed her eyes slightly and took a step forward. The smile on her face didn't reach the bottom of her eyes: "My father, you are really a noble person who forgets things a lot. Why, can't you remember our transaction so soon?"

"of course not."

Wu Zhu raised his head, raised his golden eyes, fixedly watching Wen Jianyan's aggressive appearance, and seemed to be more pleasant, "I like our...'deal' very much."

He put the last two words very slowly, as if he had chewed and tasted it carefully between his lips and teeth, and then spit it out unhurriedly.

He was obviously a prisoner, but he seemed more comfortable than when he was a god.

Wen Jianyan: "..."

Damn, kinda upset.

"My memory is crippled."

Wu Zhu raised his hand, shook the Ouroboros chain on his wrist, and made a clinking sound: "In addition, it will block all my perception of the outside world, so I really don't know your problem. Answer."

Wen Jianyan looked back.

He knew that Wu Zhu didn't lie just now.

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath and sorted out the information he had just obtained in his mind-no matter which direction he looked from, his gain from entering the Ouroboros this time was not great.

This made him a little uneasy.

At this moment, Wu Zhu opened the mouth again and said:

"unless……"

Wen Jianyan was stunned and looked up at Wu Zhu.

unless?

Wu Zhu relaxed his limbs and leaned gracefully at the end of the bed, his golden eyes shining in the darkness, staring at the young man in front of him:

"I'll go out and find it with you."

Wen Jianyan was expressionless: "..."

Oh, you are dreaming.

Not to mention whether [Nightmare] will find that this bug that should have been eliminated appears again, there are more people in his streamer team, let alone the nightmare, even the audience and other teammates can't hide it, not to mention, Wen Jian Yan couldn't guarantee that after releasing Wu Zhu from the Ouroboros, he would still be able to maintain his control over this guy.

It's just all harm and no benefit.

He twitched the corners of his mouth without smiling:

"No thanks."

Wen Jianyan narrowed her eyes and took another step forward:

"Other than that, is there any other way?"

"..."

Wu Zhu turned his head slightly, his long jet-black hair flowing on his shoulders, wet with water, stuck to his pale marble-like chest, like a coiled snake.

"Have."

"I can make you feel the presence of 'I' if you want."

This description sounds very familiar.

A method that can sense the presence of the other party when approaching is simply like...

Wen Jianyan was startled, as if thinking of something, and his eyes fell on the dark and complicated spell on the opponent's chest: "Wait, shouldn't you be talking about—"

"right."

Wu Zhu seemed to laugh silently.

"Impossible!" Wen Jianyan gritted her teeth and replied without hesitation.

He just managed to remove the mark representing the opponent's "name" from his body just now, and now he wants to take the initiative to brand it back...? !

What's more, he knew too well how painful this thing was when it was printed! ! !

It's absolutely impossible! !

"OK then."

Unexpectedly, Wu Zhu did not insist, and seemed to respect Wen Jian's decision very much.

Wen Jianyan: "..."

He stood on the spot, his face was gloomy and uncertain, and he stared at the other party.

Unlike the emotion of firm refusal, his overactive brain has begun to analyze the pros and cons uncontrollably: not only this dungeon, but in every subsequent dungeon, he is expected to receive [Nightmare] to clear the bug. The remaining tasks, coupled with the fact that the Ouroboros can isolate everything, that is to say, although the pattern has been branded back on the skin again, Wu Zhu can no longer monitor and control him as he wants. His dominance and dominance will not change with a single imprint.

Overall, the pros outweigh the cons.

but……

Wen Jianyan stared gloomily at Wu Zhu's damn face, feeling choked up in her heart.

Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!

Very irritating! ! !

He inhaled deeply, exhaled, inhaled, and exhaled again, trying to suppress the unhappiness in his heart.

Wen Jianyan gritted her teeth, her voice seemed to be squeezed from between her teeth:

"...Okay, come on."

Wu Zhu looked up and looked over.

The thin lips seemed to have a faint arc: "Are you sure?"

Wen Jianyan: "..."

He suppressed the swear words he was about to blurt out, and showed a smile that seemed to be watertight, but was actually distorted: "Of course."

The invisible power that had restricted Wu Zhu from the beginning was loosened.

With the clinking of metal, the man with black hair and golden eyes slowly stood up.

Wu Zhu is very tall.

Even though Wen Jianyan was already tall, Wu Zhu was still a head taller than him, bringing a sense of physical oppression. When he came over, even though Wen Jianyan knew that the control was in his own hands, he was still in the opponent's hands. The moment the shadow of the body fell on him, he couldn't help but have the urge to step back.

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath:

"Wait a moment."

Wu Zhu stopped and tilted his head to express his doubts: "?"

"Don't come here."

Wen Jianyan hooked the corner of her lower lip, revealing a warm smile.

"Go to bed and sit down."

"..."

Wu Zhu obediently did it.

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath, walked quickly to the side of the bed, tore off a corner of the sheet, and skillfully rolled it into a strip.

Then, he raised his hand, and from the bottom up, he quickly unbuttoned a few buttons at the hem of his shirt, and ripped off the edge of his pants a little bit.

His entire movement was like flowing water, without the slightest hesitation.

The thin, water-soaked fabric was opened, revealing a fair and firm abdomen with graceful lines. The line in the center of the abdomen was slightly sunken, extending all the way to the shadow swallowed by the cloth. The small piece of skin was hit by the water. Wet, taut, gleaming faintly in the dark, contracting and undulating regularly with the youth's breathing.

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath.

He put his hand on Wu Zhu's shoulder, bit the sheet between his teeth, then closed his eyes and said vaguely:

"let's start."

"..."

Wu Zhu did not act immediately.

He raised his eyes, and carefully looked at the human being in front of him with those golden eyes that shone with strange brilliance.

The young man frowned, his eyes closed tightly, as if he had made up his mind.

His chest and abdomen rose and fell erratically, and the fingers on Wu Zhu's shoulder subconsciously exerted force to restrain the slight tremor.

It seemed that he had already felt the heart-piercing pain that was engraved into the bone marrow and made the soul tremble in advance.

...

it's beautiful.

He clearly knew how painful and terrifying the imprint on his body would be next, but he didn't mean to back down.

Always be sensible, sober, and decisive.

That trembling, fearful, but still gnashing of teeth to bear...

it's beautiful.

Wu Zhu suddenly smiled.

He bit his fingertips, which was different from when he bit Wen Jianyan before. This time, he bit deeply, and the sharp teeth were deeply embedded in his fingers, almost tearing off a piece of flesh.

Dark golden, metallic viscous blood overflowed from the wound, and then, he casually touched his finger to the other's hip bone.

"!"

The cold fingertips touched the warm skin, and Wen Jianyan shuddered subconsciously.

His eyes were closed, his teeth tightened and he bit the cloth, his shoulders and back were stiff and tense, and he almost trembled reflexively.

But he still hadn't given an order to stop it.

He was ready to endure.

Cold as icy fingers sketched on the edge of the hip bone, moving slowly, as if depicting some very complicated pattern.

"...?" Wen Jianyan closed her eyes and waited stiffly for the coming terrifying pain.

But at the same time, he couldn't help but have some doubts in his heart.

Was it so complicated last time?

Soon, the fingertips of the other party stopped in the shadow that was about to sink deep into the fabric, and then exerted a little force——

"Well!"

There was a trembling voice in Wen Jianyan's throat.

However, unexpectedly, the slight pain disappeared quickly.

The cold fingers also left immediately.

"...?!"

Wen Jianyan was startled, and frowned in doubt.

This is...not started yet? Or is it over?

Shouldn't it be?

Suddenly, there was an irresistible pulling sensation on the hip bone on the side, and in the next second, Wen Jianyan lost her center of gravity and leaned forward unconsciously.

Without warning, something cold and wet licked his wound.

"!!!"

Wen Jianyan shuddered, opened her eyes in amazement, and looked down suddenly.

On the turbulent white abdomen, close to the hip bone, golden red lines are slowly emerging.

Wu Zhu crouched on his lower abdomen and looked at him from the bottom up. A pair of aggressive golden eyes flashed in the darkness, and a little blood remained on the tip of his scarlet tongue.

Half golden, half scarlet.

He licked his lips and smiled briefly: "Thank you for your hospitality."