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Wen Jianyan was stunned for a second.

Rarely, his mind went blank.

Um?

Um? ?

Um? ? ?

What exactly is this mission talking about? ? ?

[Integrity First] The live broadcast room is also full of question marks:

"?"

"Did the nightmare malfunction and kiss the evil spirit...? What kind of quest is this!"

"Damn, I think this mission is to make the anchor die! There is no other possibility other than death!"

The time left for Wen Jianyan to be sluggish was only a few seconds——with the shattering of the mirror, the situation turned sharply in an instant.

The cold Yin Qi poured in from the cracks, as if it could cut through the skin and invade the texture, making people tremble from the depths of the soul.

The treacherous dark whirlpool, wrapped in a terrifying aura, rushed along the cracked mirror. Wen Jianyan was entangled in the blink of an eye.

Grass!

The moment he was touched, he couldn't help but cursed in his heart.

This piece of debris blocked in the ghost moth is far more ferocious than imagined, and it can fully bear the name of "evil spirit".

Like all alien evil species from darkness, it ruthlessly devoured the vitality of human beings. The moment it was touched, the young man's face immediately turned pale. His knees went soft and his face staggered.

Wen Jianyan could feel that the temperature and strength were rapidly passing from his body, his legs could barely support his weight, and the drowsy darkness hit his eyes, causing his vision to collapse.

Within the gradually collapsing line of sight, he vaguely saw that the pair of cold and sinister golden eyes, twinkling in the darkness, were gradually approaching from behind the mirror.

It's like... I'm being corroded and swallowed up.

Consciousness is gradually withdrawing.

Wen Jianyan's eyes gradually slackened, as if she would faint in the next second.

Suddenly, the brand on the hip bone suddenly became hot!

As if he was about to burn that piece of skin from the depths of his body, the severe pain struck instantly, and Wen Jianyan was in a throbbing pain, and suddenly widened his gradually scattered eyes!

The darkness around him stopped for a moment.

Within the suddenly clear line of sight, Wen Jianyan could clearly see the existence in front of him.

His body and face were all shrouded in endless darkness, and he could only barely make out a tall, oppressive human silhouette, and a pair of condescending golden eyes full of alien deterrence,

The debris has left the mirror and came to the corridor.

In the distance, more blurry figures were moving, waiting for an opportunity to invade from the cracks.

During the burning period of the brand, the dark tentacles seemed to be unable to be the same as before, and they devoured Wen Jianyan just by touching it.

The young man's face was as pale as paper, and there was a thin scarlet wound on his cheekbones, cut open by the splashing mirror, and sweet blood slid down the profile of the side face.

I don't know if it's because of the light...

In the dark red blood, there are strands of golden light.

A ray of darkness stagnating in the air reached towards Wen Jianyan, rubbed the side of his cheek, and swept away a drop of blood.

"hiss!"

Under the stimulation of pain, Wen Jianyan suddenly woke up.

He saw that the wisp of darkness wrapped his own blood before the darkness of the silhouette of the human figure.

An overly handsome, almost evil face emerged from the darkness.

【Integrity First】Live Room:

"Good guy, this resentful spirit looks pretty good."

"Wait a minute, why do I think he's a little familiar..."

"I also think..."

"Grass, I remembered, this, this, this is not the boss that appeared in the anchor's live broadcast room in the first few copies!!!! But it hasn't appeared since the amusement park, why is it coming again this time! "

But unlike Wu Zhu's deity, this fragment is obviously full of ghosts, with a bit of irrational gloom and madness.

He tasted human blood with a slightly confused look on his face.

"..."

--whatever! ! ! !

Wen Jianyan clenched her teeth, her heart swayed, she stepped forward, and rushed forward.

He raised his hand to hold the other's face and kissed it hard.

【Above Integrity】Live Room:

"!"

"!!!"

"Ah, he really went to complete this task!!!"

Wen Jianyan's movements were sharp, strong and precise. His hands were firmly stuck on the other's jaw, and then he pressed the lips of the "evil spirit" in front of him.

The next second, bright red fonts appeared above his head.

[00:30]

"..."

Wu Zhu did not move.

Wen Jianyan glanced at the countdown next to her through the gap of her eyelashes.

The bright red font is suspended in the air, and the number above has not changed, it is still [00:30].

Wen Jianyan: "..."

Is this mission sick? ? ?

Mouth to mouth doesn't count? ?

Do you have to be French to get the job done?

Wen Jianyan glanced at Wu Zhu, who was close at hand.

The other party remained motionless.

Although there was no obvious change in expression on the other party's face, for some reason, Wen Jianyan just had a feeling...

Wu Zhu seemed to freeze.

He stood there without saying a word, time seemed to stop on him, and even the surrounding darkness under his control no longer wandered, but fell into a suspicious stillness.

The young man's eyelashes drooped slightly, covering the honey-colored eyes, and the light-colored lips receded slightly, opening and closing up and down:

"I won't have to teach you again, will I?"

He leaned closer again.

The warm and moist lips rubbed away, and the voice was very soft, mixed with a hoarse voice: "Open your mouth."

"..."

Wu Zhu's pupils shrank.

He seemed to hesitate for a moment, but after a few seconds, he opened his mouth obediently.

【Integrity First】Live Room:

"????"

"Ah, ah, ah, help, help, help!"

"Why is he so obedient? Why? Shouldn't this boss kill him? Why did he really open his mouth!! Is this scientific!!! This is not scientific!!"

"Ventilator!! Help!! Ventilator!! Give me a ventilator!!!!!!"

Wen Jianyan smiled silently, and stuck it on again. The warm tip of her tongue slid in along the other side's slightly opened teeth, and hooked the other side intimately.

He raised his eyes slightly and swept aside from the gap of his eyelashes.

[00:28]

Great, the countdown is starting to move.

Wen Jianyan controls the rhythm.

His relatives are very elegant, not eager, but with a slight tenderness, gentle and absolutely yin to lure the other party into his comfort zone, warm and playful and the situation, even if he is entangled with people's lips and teeth, but commanding a little endowment There seems to be no sense of distance, like a bird that cannot be restrained and caught, and it will fly away with a slight numbness.

However, things got weird over time.

Always motionless, Wuyou, who let Wen Jianji take the lead, seemed to gradually recover from Zecai's sluggish state. The dense and long Jianmao covered his golden, dull eyes. human beings, start responding, chasing, grabbing.

"...?"

Wen Jianyan felt something was wrong.

It stands to reason that the fragments have not been absorbed yet, shouldn't the memories have not had time to communicate with each other? But why... this time will you learn so fast?

This is not what I imagined! ! !

Different from Wen Jianyan, even if he has mastered the skills, Wu's style is more primitive and full of five senses, enthusiasm, greed, and endless desire for curiosity and aggression. , breathing, heartbeat, it is bound to slowly occupy the breath of oneself into every crevice of the other party.

Due to the lack of oxygen, Wen Jianyan's brain began to faint, he pulled his sanity out of the quagmire with difficulty, and glanced to the side.

[00:08] Less than ten seconds left.

The surrounding darkness began to surge again.

Immediately... it's over... it's...

[00:05]

Wen Jianyan was a little embarrassed, and was no longer able to handle it as easily as before.

Unconsciously, Wu Zhu's sturdy arm was already entangled.

Beneath the icy palm was a damp and thin shirt, stained with human body temperature, almost melted away by the strength of both sides.

[00:03]

stop... stop...

Wen Jianyan's eyes forced tears, and her originally pale cheeks were flushed from lack of oxygen.

His upper body leaned back unconsciously, trying to avoid the kiss that was gradually becoming too aggressive, but he was grabbed by the other's hand, and he was stuck in place.

[00:00]

"Ding! Zizi, the mission... Zizi...completed!"

"Mystery Reward: ??? Sent to your backpack!"

Wen Jianyan breathed a sigh of relief and pushed the witch candle.

Enough, enough! ! !

It's time to end it!

However, Wu Zhu obviously did not realize this.

He licked Wen Jianyan's lower lip, signaling him to concentrate.

Wen Jianyan "???"

Are you fucking addicted?

The time has exceeded thirty seconds! ! !

He bent his arms and slammed on the other person's body, but due to the excessive consumption just now, his movements were soft, almost like coquettish.

Wu Zhu did not respond.

Because of the other party's excessive enthusiasm for kissing, Wen Jianyan was out of breath.

He even had to close his lips and turn his cheeks, but he was still unavoidably trapped in the dark, kissed insatiably by the other party.

"..."

Wen Jianyan's eyes darkened with anger.

He fiercely and effortlessly bit the tip of the opponent's tongue, and when there was a gap in the opponent's movements, he suddenly raised his hand and mercilessly stabbed the brass knife in his palm towards the opponent.

【Integrity First】Live Room:

"?"

"So cruel."

"Mom, kill after kissing? The anchor is really cruel!"

The other party seemed to have foreseen the danger... Or maybe it was because of his long memory, he quickly let go of Wen Jianyan, and then took a step back suddenly, avoiding the knife that was stabbed in his heart.

Wen Jianyan stood there, panting violently.

His lips were swollen, the red-hot color smeared from his cheeks to the tips of his ears, and a pair of amber eyes stared at the witch candle not far away, but because it was covered with a water film, the deterrence was greatly lost.

"..."

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath, raised her hand, wiped her lips, and gritted the curse that was about to be spoken back into her teeth.

He raised his eyes and looked suspiciously at Wu Zhu who was standing a few steps away.

The other party was also looking at him.

Compared with the terrifying appearance full of ghosts when we just met, Wu Zhu now seems to be... calmer, and looks a lot closer to the fragments seen in other dungeons before.

He didn't completely cover his figure with darkness as he did just now, but stood there and stared at Wen Jianyan with those golden, aggressive eyes.

Looking at this, there should be no memory.

But... many of the details just now are really a bit unreasonable.

And that inexplicable mission that came...?

Wen Jianyan was sure that this kind of weird mission was definitely not released by Nightmare. Could it be caused by the fragment in front of him?

But it's not quite the same. After all, when they met, he really wanted to eat himself.

However, now is not the time to think about that.

Wen Jianyan looked at the knife in her hand, and then looked at the distance between the two sides. I didn't do it just now, I'm afraid it will be a bit difficult now.

Only now did Wen Jianyan realize that in fact... the best time to do it was the moment he kissed the other person's lips. At that moment, he had the opportunity to complete the task and "eliminate bugs". However, he missed that opportunity.

Wen Jianyan couldn't help but feel a little annoyed.

He was really confused at the time...

To do that inexplicable task.

Wouldn't it be fine if you solved it with a knife?

At this moment, a "click" was heard in the distance, and other mirrors not far away broke apart, which startled Wen Jianyan.

He turned his head sharply and looked in the direction from which the voice came.

After losing the suppression of the witch candle, not far away, the shadows behind the other mirrors began to move, trying to break through the boundaries and enter the corridor.

It shouldn't be long before this boundary will be broken, and even the inside of the painting shop will no longer be safe. Wen Jianyan's heart skipped a beat.

He took a step back, ready to go in the opposite direction.

Wu Zhu took a step forward.

Wen Jianyan: "..."

He stared at the man not far away, and tentatively beckoned, "Come here."

Wu Zhu's eyes fell on the knife in his hand.

Not fear, but vigilance.

Don't you really remember the knife you were stabbed in the Prosperity Building before?

Or was it simply because of his actions just now?

Wen Jianyan was silent for a moment, then put away the knife.

He waved again, "Come here."

Wu Zhu came this time.

The darkness wrapped around his body intimately hooked Wen Jianyan's ankles, side waist, shoulders, a pair of brilliant golden eyes blazing, stared at him closely, and leaned over.

Wen Jianyan pressed her opponent's shoulder quickly with her eyes and hands: "Stop!"

Witch candle "..."

Wen Jianyan looked at the other party's unhappy face with a cold ghost, thought for a while, and asked, "Can you take me out of this corridor?"

Wu Zhu was unmoved.

"Take me out."

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath:

"Let's kiss you when you go out."

I don't know if it's an illusion...

The other's eyes seemed to light up slightly.

Wu Zhu leaned over and held Wen Jianji's waist, the surrounding darkness surged up like a tide, and instantly covered Wen Jianyan's sight. Wen Jianyan first tensed up in horror, then quickly relax,

When he opened his eyes again, the darkness dissipated, and the exact same corridor appeared in front of him.

The only difference is that the mirror in the frame becomes an oil painting.

But... I don't know if it's because the boundaries are being breached, those paintings that were originally calm are becoming strange little by little, the pale shadows in the back are tidal red, and the eyes are rolling on the edge of darkness, terror and evil , relying on desire to move in the self-fall of no one's attention.

Wen Jianyan couldn't help but stand on end.

His shoulders seemed to hit something, and he was startled, almost jumped up, and turned his head sharply to look over.

It was Wu Zhu who came over.

There was still no superfluous expression on the pale and stern face, but the golden eyes shone in the darkness.

As if saying:

All right.

now what?

Wen Jianyan: "..."