Welcome to the Nightmare Live

Chapter 232

"Ah, don't you want to tell me?"

The other party was sitting with his back against the counter, and he didn't know when he actually woke up, with a slight smile on his face, a little shyness in his tenderness, and a pair of amber eyes that looked particularly deep in the dim light, unexpectedly Gives a feeling of being invisible.

"Is the result not good?"

At this moment, the information the parasite obtained from the opponent's blood also passed into Mu Sen's mind.

The anchor in front of him was a completely unfamiliar existence to him.

That is to say, the person who was brought back by Tangerine Candy was not the Prophet streamer he had contacted with last time. come over.

been played.

After realizing this, Mu Sen's face was ashen, and his expression gradually distorted.

The girl leaned slightly and stared at him with those eyes that seemed to be able to see through everything.

His tone was not special, just light, as if he was sincerely comforting him, but in Mu Sen's ears, there was an inexplicable hint of condescending mockery.

Wen Jianyan said with a smile:

"Don't worry, it's not necessarily accurate, right?"

It's like... as if he had already understood his failure to count cards earlier, and even broke his arm.

In an instant, the frustration and fear just now were all replaced by shame and anger after being fooled.

The new hatred and the old hatred were superimposed, and he was severely stimulated.

Mu Sen stood up abruptly, grabbed the opponent's collar rudely, and pulled the opponent towards him. His voice became more nervous: "Shut up, you bitch—"

Wen Jianyan didn't move, just raised his eyelids slightly and stared at him quietly.

[Integrity First] Live Room:

"???"

"Grass, anger turns into anger, bullying the soft and fearing the hard! How dare you do something to a beautiful woman?!"

"But I have to say, the anchor started this wave of ridicule, and I want to beat him too, hahahahaha."

Wen Jianyan raised her hand flutteringly, her slender white fingers wrapped around the bandaged wrist, like a soft ribbon, slowly twisting.

"...!"

A strong sense of pain came from his wrist, and Mu Sen almost screamed out of shame.

He uncontrollably released his fingers holding the other side's shirt, he wanted to withdraw his hand immediately, but he was slammed by the other side, unable to move, and maintained this seemingly offensive posture.

Not far away, Orange Candy heard the movement behind him, frowned, turned his head, and raised his chin toward another teammate: "Go, separate people."

At the moment when her voice fell, another tall team member immediately stepped forward. He was not used to Mu Sen's behavior since he entered the dungeon, and at this moment, his subordinates were not stingy.

Wen Jianyan let go of the opponent's wrist.

"!"

Mu Sen stumbled back a few steps, his expression twisted with pain, the sharp pain from his wrist seemed to tell him that what had just happened was not an illusion, this seemingly slender, fragile and bullying girl was extremely powerful. Terrifying, his grip was like cast iron, almost crushing his wrist.

"Feel sorry……"

The girl took a step back and hid behind the team members, her long, soft eyelashes blinked up and down, her eye rims were slightly red, her clothes were wrinkled, she looked like she was being bullied, and it was very protective. want.

"I may have said the wrong thing," she whispered.

Seeing the innocent look of the other party, Mu Sen suddenly became angry: "You fucking—"

"enough."

Tangerine Candy's voice fell.

When she usually speaks, she is often casual and her voice is laughing. At this moment, she suddenly abandons all emotions and becomes cold and indifferent, almost terrifying:

"Musen, I thought that among the senior anchors, there wouldn't be such idiots who get emotional at critical moments... Or, you don't want to leave this dungeon alive?"

"If you really want to die that much," the little girl tilted her head, showing a sweet smile on her expressionless face just now, "I can send you on your way ahead of time."

Mu Sen's heart was shocked, and he suddenly woke up from the irrational state just now.

On the one hand, I encountered this kind of terrifying card game in which the entire army will be wiped out unless I cut off my arm. On the other hand, I learned that the prophet who was caught with great difficulty was a fake. Morimoto was impatient.

Now, I was provoked by this guy's seemingly innocuous words, but in fact he was poking at his painful feet. Even Mu Sen himself didn't expect that he suddenly lost his sense of proportion, was dominated by emotions, and forgot the surrounding environment. , did such a stupid act.

In this high-level teamfight book, "stupidity" is equivalent to "sluggishness", which is the worst quality that can't be tolerated.

If Mu Sen hadn't shown irreplaceable value in the previous two floors, plus he was a member of the oracle, otherwise, Orange Candy might not even bother to say this threat, and directly regarded him as useless The waste is cleaned up.

Mu Sen suppressed the tumbling negative emotions in his eyes, lowered his head and said:

"...Sorry, I was impulsive."

Tangerine Tang retracted her gaze: "Follow."

She thought for a while, then waved to Wen Jianyan: "You too."

The team leader is not responsible for adjusting conflicts, nor is he responsible for caring about the mental health of the team members, especially the unprecedented crisis they are facing now. Three "customers" enter the store one after another, which means that the next attack will be encountered. Maybe three in a row.

One wave is already overwhelming, three waves...

Even just thinking about it makes people feel chills on their backs.

Watching Tangtang Tang turned and left. Wen Jianyan followed, and turned her head to Mu Sen with a shy smile.

Mu Sen: "..."

[Integrity First] Live Room:

"Hahahahaha!"

"This wave is really a dumb person eating Huanglian."

"Hahahahahahahahaha! You are so annoying!"

The group walked towards the depths of the store.

Wu Ya stood in the depths of the store waiting for them. Although the glutinous rice flour on the ground had completely disappeared, he had already located the last place where the dark footsteps stopped long before the traces disappeared.

"team leader!"

When he saw the figure of Tangerine Candy, his eyes lit up, and he waved to her.

Tangerine Candy: "Is there a result?"

"Um."

Wu Ya nodded and pointed to a painting in front of him: "One pair of footprints stopped in front of this painting, and the other pair stayed there."

He pointed in the opposite direction behind him.

There, in the dark corner of the shop, a blurred portrait of a mahogany frame could be vaguely seen.

"What about the third pair?"

"This……"

Wu Ya's face showed a solemn expression, he slowly shook his head and said, "Unfortunately, the third pair of footprints disappeared here, I only know that it probably walked towards the rear, but where exactly is it? Stop, I don't know."

Although glutinous rice flour can leave footprints in the presence of supernatural beings, it has a time limit, so he must use it after confirming that the "customer" will arrive soon.

But because of this, he did not completely cover the entire store, so that he could not trace the whereabouts of the last pair of footprints.

"It doesn't matter, then deal with what can be dealt with first."

Tangerine Candy raised her head and looked at the painting closest to her.

The bright red picture frame is peeling off the paint, and on the canvas in the middle, a room immersed in darkness is painted, and there are antique wooden furniture in the room. The furniture is painted in a rich scarlet color, and the room is standing. Three dark figures, one big and two small, holding hands with each other, stood right in the middle of the picture, all of them were unclear, and only faintly pale faces could be seen.

The whole painting looks very weird and makes people very uncomfortable.

Tangerine Tang took the lead and stepped forward, carefully touching the frame and the picture with his fingers, but there was no familiar sound from the system.

"It's not a prop."

She frowned and said.

"How is that possible?" Wu Ya was taken aback, "Have the rules of the third floor changed?"

"What's your divination result?" Tangerine turned her head, looked at Mu Sen, rolled her eyes impatiently, "You haven't answered me yet."

"..."

Mu Sen's face suddenly turned blue.

Generally speaking, he can feel the fortune through the card array presented by the game, and then infer the next action direction, but this double-death game is the only exception. It is not only a prophecy, but also a more It is a curse, forcing the holder of the wooden token to do the act of breaking the card.

Only this kind of game will not get any guidance.

Because luck is not on their side.

It's not that Mu Sen doesn't want to say it, it's that he can't say it.

Otherwise, the opponent will definitely force him to shred the cards, and even if they survive in this dungeon, he will definitely die, or even die.

So, in the end, he could only say dryly:

"The frequency of use was too high before, so this time... there is no point."

This situation is indeed very common for anchors.

"OK then."

Tangerine Candy didn't continue to ask, just shrugged and looked away.

Wen Jianyan was watching the team's actions all the time.

According to what he has observed now, it is basically possible to confirm the rough division of labor and composition in the opposing team.

In addition to Tangerine Candy and Musen who are the captains, there is also a psychic-like existence, three combat members, and the overall organization tends to be offensive rather than the balanced type of the Dark Fire Squad, which is why. Although there were only three people who had just killed them at the entrance of the stairs on the third floor, and Tangerine Candy, they were able to suppress them steadily.

However, although the organization is not balanced enough, the overall quality and family background of the entire team are still there.

Just like the teammate named Wu Ya just now, the glutinous rice flour that can track the ghost's footsteps is not a talent, but some kind of high-rarity item. It can be taken out and used so casually, which shows the wealth of his family.

As expected, it is a team that specializes in team battles. Whether it is points or props, they are very generous.

At the same time, Wen Jianyan also quickly found out how well the Orange Candy Squad had mastered the rules in the dungeon.

Obviously, this team did not encounter an attack similar to the TV wave on the second floor like them.

This also confirms Wen Jianyan's initial guess.

The second wave of attacks they experienced on the second floor was definitely far more difficult than that floor should have. It should be due to the chain reaction that they triggered the internal mechanism of the store.

That being the case, the experience he gained on the second floor, the experience beyond the difficulty of the floor, can be used at this time.

"The rules haven't changed."

When everyone was at a loss, a gentle and timid voice sounded from the side, attracting everyone's attention.

Wen Jianyan blinked and said softly:

"Customers sometimes buy things that are not necessarily in the store."

Wu Ya was startled, and hurriedly asked, "What do you mean?"

"It means that the goods purchased by customers actually exist in this painting." Wen Jianyan said, "If you want to lift the curse, you must enter the painting and find the source."

"Enter the painting?!"

The faces of several people showed a look of surprise, obviously not knowing whether to believe the prisoner's suggestion.

"Don't listen to her," Mu Sen narrowed his eyes and gritted his teeth viciously: "She's not a prophet, this guy cheated on my props and came here on purpose, there are traps hidden in her advice, she must want to kill us--"

"What's the use of killing you?"

The girl timidly said, "If I stay in this shop alone, under the effect of the triple curse, I will definitely die."

"..."

"Or……"

Wen Jianyan tilted her head, showing a tiny smile that only Mu Sen could see, "Do you have any other suggestions?"

Over time.

Inside the blood-colored frame, the picture became darker and gloomier at some point, and the face of one of the figures became clear at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it became more and more like a person in their team.

... Wu Ya.

"and many more!"

Looking at the face that was four or five points similar to himself, Wu Ya suddenly realized this, he took a deep breath, and the blood on his face faded: "This, this is my face!"

Under the horrified gazes of everyone outside the portrait, the corners of the mouth of the person in the portrait pulled up, slowly revealing an extraordinarily strange smile.

"If there is, it's better to say it quickly."

Seeing Mu Sen's increasingly blue face, Wen Jianyan blinked innocently, "Our time is running out."