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Chapter 229

"!"

In an instant, the girl's pupils shrank.

In the amber eyes, the huge spider that suddenly rushed towards him was reflected, and the already pale face suddenly lost its blood. He opened his mouth, but only a thin hoarse gasp came out of his throat. The next second, all the sounds were cut deep in the throat.

The blood-red tentacles sank deep into the back of the snow-white neck and disappeared almost in the blink of an eye.

Like a puppet with threads cut off, the girl lowered her head, and her limbs also lost their strength.

Loose and soft strands of hair hung down, covering half of her face, revealing only her slender chin and pale lips. Her incapacitated body was like a snow-white soft ribbon, falling back lightly, looking like a Fragile and breakable.

One of the team members standing behind him quickly supported him—

Then he almost stumbled.

Player: "?"

[Integrity First] Live Room:

"Hahahahahaha!"

"Hahahahahahahahahahaha! I can't think of it, what you caught is actually one meter and eight martyrs!"

"..."

The team members stabilized their bodies, lowered their heads, and held their arms soft and slender in surprise. They looked fluffy, but the girl who was as heavy as an iron block seemed to have some doubts about life.

At the same time, Orange Candy's expression remained unchanged, with a slight smile on his face, he turned to look at Mu Sen not far away:

"Mu Sen, what are you doing?"

"Are you not believing in your props, or are you not believing in me?"

Tangerine Candy tilted her head and asked with a smile.

In an instant, there was a dead silence in the dimly lit shop.

Anyone who is familiar with Tangerine Candy knows that the seemingly calm appearance of his own captain is actually the prelude to the storm.

"No no... I didn't mean to distrust your ability."

Mu Sen coughed twice, and his already pale and gray complexion became even more ugly at this moment.

I was dazzled by anger just now, and I almost forgot. The captain who cooperated with me this time is not as easy to handle as before. Although he is strong, his emotions are not stable. Many times he does not act rationally. Now in the dungeon again, there are many crises everywhere, whether he can survive or not is all tied to this little ancestor's thoughts, so he must be more cautious in his words and deeds, and don't touch the minefield of the other party.

He took a deep breath, forced himself to suppress his fear, disgust and impatience with orange candy, and explained in a very respectful tone:

"The main thing is that we met this guy on the second floor, didn't we? I don't think the man on the opposite side, as a prophet, would have approached us on the second floor with his real body so easily. Plus, That one just now wasn't my prop, so I had some doubts... so I can only confirm it this way."

"oh, I see……"

Tangerine Tang slightly lengthened her tone, but she couldn't tell if she accepted this explanation.

She looked at Mu Sen with an almost innocent curiosity on her face:

"This way? Tell me more about it?"

Mu Sen was slightly startled.

He turned his head to look around, and suddenly realized that under the influence of emotion, he seemed to be exposing too much of his cards.

but……

He quickly calmed down.

Even if they saw it, even if the facts were put in front of these people, it was impossible for them to understand the reason.

Although he is reluctant, in order to stabilize the other party, Mu Sen can still avoid the key points and reveal a little bit of his secret to Orange Candy to seek longer-term interests: "I have dealt with this prophet before. , I remember the smell of blood on him."

He clicked to the point, and did not continue to explain:

"Trust me, the results should be out soon."

Fortunately, Tangerine Candy just shrugged and said nonchalantly:

"Okay, just wait."

Mu Sen let out a sigh of relief.

Although the captain was moody and difficult to deal with, he was still a child after all, so he did not seize this opportunity and continued to ask questions.

After finally stabilizing the Tangerine Candy, Mu Sen turned his head and looked in the direction of Wen Jianyan.

The other party was supported and sat down, leaning on the counter at the door and barely fell, with his head lowered, his fine hair hanging down, shadows covering most of his face, and the dim light of the oil lamp jumping slightly, caged on his body.

Appears to be in a coma.

"..."

Mu Sen frowned, although his face remained calm, but a trace of doubt gradually emerged in his heart.

It's...a bit too long.

In the explanation of Tangerine Candy just now, although he did not reveal the really important key information, he did not lie.

He can indeed recognize through the breath of blood whether the other party is the prophet who had briefly confronted him and successfully escaped. Generally speaking, after such a long time, he should have come to a conclusion, but...

Mu Sen lowered his head, his eyes fell on his little finger.

There, there was a looming, blood-red silk thread wrapped around it, which no one could see except himself. The silk thread that should have been shaking slightly was now silent, like a mud cow entering the sea, without the slightest reaction.

strangeness……

This kind of reaction is inappropriate.

Mu Sen's brows furrowed even tighter.

at the same time.

Wen Jianyan lowered her head and closed her eyes, hiding most of her face in deep shadows.

As early as in the [Ping An Sanatorium] dungeon, he and Su Chengcheng had experienced each other's methods, and they were almost knocked over and destroyed without any precaution. Therefore, before entering this dungeon, Wen Jianyan had already passed. Various channels have carefully examined this mysterious manipulator.

It is a pity that, perhaps because the blessing of the oracle is too perfect, even a person like Wen Jianyan, who is skilled in dancing and rhetoric, can rarely find very detailed information from it—or, in other words, all and the gods. It seems that the information related to the decree has been deliberately blocked. All the teams that have cooperated with them are either silent or ignorant about the key points. Wen Jianyan can only collect some relatively superficial, fragmentary news.

Although he produced some vague guesses that were not perfect, but because there was no evidence to corroborate them, all guesses could only stay at the stage of thinking.

The reason why Wen Jianyan used the appearance to enter the dungeon is precisely for this.

If he personally followed Su Cheng into it, with the prudence and mysticism of the oracle, he would most likely give up directly and choose to wait for the next opportunity. However, he may also change the members he started, and choose a member who is not as talented as Mu Sen. Convenient, but they are more unfamiliar opponents.

This is what Wen Jianyan is most worried about.

Therefore, he will make this blood.

Not only spending a lot of points to buy the appearance that can enter the dungeon, but also before entering the dungeon, he deliberately created an action trajectory that can be tracked, and then paid a high amount of points to buy his most commonly used appearance for Jiguan, and for the dungeon. After he entered the dungeon, the season view reimbursed all his high expenses in the anchor hall to make the illusion that he did not enter the dungeon.

Only in this way can the vigilance on the Oracle side be lowered.

In addition to Su Cheng's reputation as "the strongest prophet", and their guild's secretly stealing business - Wen Jianyan is very good at controlling this degree, neither too blatant to cause suspicion, nor completely low-key to God The decree could not be found.

In this way, several measures have contributed to the current situation.

Even so, Wen Jianyan was prepared that the opponent might hold back and he would need at least several copies to be transferred to Big Fish.

Fortunately, his luck is not too bad in this regard, and the oracle is obviously not as cautious as he fears... Or, if he stays on the first throne for too long, he will be smoothed out sooner or later. The illusion was fascinated, and it was impossible for the oracle to imagine that this little rookie anchor who was just emerging would have obtained the same qualifications as them to negotiate the price with Nightmare in such a short period of time.

Because of this, he even has preferential treatment that is immune to control. Otherwise, Wen Jianyan would not take such a risky role as a prophet to enter this team, knowing the other party's ability, and let the other party be able to exert control. into your body.

This may also be thanks to Wu Zhu's bug.

but……

Wen Jianyan lowered her head, and a small bead of sweat slowly oozed out of her forehead.

In order not to frighten the snake, the opponent's talent is actually still "effective" for him, but he can take over the control of the body at any time.

But now... the situation is a little different from what I imagined.

He should have been in a coma, but he was not completely in a coma. The voices of the people around him could still be heard clearly, but his body could not move.

Kind of like...a lucid dream that I can't wake up from.

Suddenly, Wen Jianyan was startled.

He suddenly found himself able to move.

The body regained the ability to move, the thin eyelids slightly tilted, and a narrow gap was drawn. The huge shop was dark, only an oil lamp was on, barely illuminating a small area in front of him, but, other than that Other than that, everything was a dead silence.

Wen Jianyan was stunned for a while, and opened her eyes completely.

He realized that he was the only one left in the store in front of him. Whether it was Mu Sen or the Orange Candy Team, they had all disappeared.

A strong sense of familiarity struck, and a strange ominous feeling surged in Wen Jianyan's heart.

wait a minute...

"what is this?"

A low voice sounded from the side.

"?!"

Wen Jianyan's pupils shrank, turned her head sharply, and looked in the direction from which the voice came.

Wu Zhu stood in front of the counter, and the dim yellow light fell on his face, sinking into his golden eyes. He lowered his head, frowned slightly, and pinched a spider with his index finger and thumb.

The eight sharp and thin legs struggled hard in the air. Although they couldn't make a sound, there was a strong panic in their movements. Although they wanted to escape, they couldn't get rid of the iron hoop-like restraint.

"It's ugly."

He commented calmly.

In the next second, the fingertips were slightly closed, and the spider's figure suddenly twisted.

"Wait!!" Wen Jianyan sucked in a breath and shouted, "Don't pinch to death!!!"

Although in a sense, Wu Zhu is indeed "helping", but...

Don't make a mess at this time! ! !

He managed to get in with a lot of difficulty! ! !