Welcome to the Nightmare Live

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath and said in as unbelievable a tone as possible:

"This is your focus?"

As someone who was just released from Que He, when he woke up, he found that he had somehow more "partners" who not only knew his real name, but also had his breath and Yintian, and he was still a man for half a day, no matter what Think, the first reaction should not be to deal with the "switch"? ? In fact, Wen Jianyan quickly constructed a number of possibilities in his mind when he said this compiled identity.

The so-called "wife" name is, of course, a lie. Wu Zhuxiang said two words in disbelief.

Of course, even if Wu Zhu believed this statement, Wen Jianyan didn't think he would be completely safe.

For an existence like Wu Zhu, it is not feasible to use human logic to simulate his thinking.

The so-called "accompanying the old" is by no means a constraint in the strict sense for him. Wen Jianyan still remembers that when he met the other party for the first time in the cut-off book of the Mori and Cai Middle School, the other party was due to [Sen Jinzhi]. Fruit]'s celestial eagle took effect and "loved him to the death", but the way of expression was actually "appetite.

So, to be honest, when she told this lie, Wen Jianyan was already prepared for the worst.

But what he didn't expect was

Wu Zhu not only accepted this fact smoothly without any doubts, but even naturally entered the role and began to eradicate dissidents? ! With such a rapid development, Wen Jianyan's brain stopped for a moment, and he hardly knew what to do.

Wu Zhu seemed to sense Wen Jianyan's unbelievable emotions, and turned his head slightly to look over. "Isn't it?"

Wen Jianyan: ""

Of course not!

He glanced behind him without a trace.

Hugo's portrait hangs on the wall, framed in pitch black like any other oil painting. I haven't woken up yet, lying in a pool of blood not far away, surrounded by cold ghosts.

Wen Jianyan's brain was quickly processing the current situation.

If all of his guesses before that were positive, then Hugo would have to die no matter what—whether it was in the corridor or because the copy of the Prosperity Hotel was closed, the difference is not very big, as long as If this pair survives, both fruits will survive

However, the premise of everything is that Wu Zhu cannot do it himself.

His existence is too out of the ordinary. If it is not sealed by slices, he will even have the upper hand in the chain ceremony with Mengzhen Live. Even in this state, he can still create a large number of other events that force Mengtong to close. Ben, can barely control the small ug, rather than remove the bottom

Therefore, if Wu Zhu really did it, it would be really hard to say whether Hugo could survive.

"I told you, I don't care about him, but if he dies, it may be a little inconvenient." Wen Jianyan looked back indifferently. He shrugged and said

"If you really don't believe it, just let those ghosts eat him and see if I care."

Wu Zhu lowered his head and looked at the human youth in front of him, showing a thoughtful look.

Wen Jianyan let him watch.

Although his face was calm, his heart was still up and down.

This guy with intelligence is harder to fool and more unpredictable than without intelligence, and the danger is more than doubled.

However, in general, he did not panic.

Because Wen Jianyan knew the ending of this dungeon.

At the end of this dungeon, the Prosperity Hotel dungeon was forcibly closed by Nightmare, successfully blocking the spread of bugs.

Even if the flow of time in this corridor is not normal, this time point should not be far away, as long as he delays the time until the last critical moment, everything will be over. This past timeline will be completely closed, and he will most likely return to the normal timeline, which is the mirror copy created by the nightmare.

The key to everything is time.

Wen Jianyan raised her hand and grabbed Wu Zhu's arm. He raised his eyes, looked directly at the other party very boldly, and asked, "Don't you think it's strange? When you wake up, you suddenly have a partner."

"Aren't you curious?"

"to yourself"

The young man's face was pale, his eyes were raised, and his moist gaze came from the gap of his eyelashes. There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

"for me."

Wu Zhu lowered his head, as if he was thinking about something. Suddenly he said, "Wife."

Wen Jianyan was stunned for a moment, "Well"

"I still prefer you to call yourself your wife." Wu Zhu said in a calm, unwavering tone.

Wen Jianyan's eyes were black. ""

This was the 180th time he regretted the words he had just chosen.

At that moment, Wen Jianyan curled his toes in shame, and wanted to punch himself just now. It was best to be in shock in an instant, and by the way, it would cause some sequelae that could cause memory loss.

"—Anyway,"

He took two deep breaths, restrained his emotions with all his willpower, and tried his best to try to bring the topic back:

"I'm curious about you."

Wu Zhu gave a short "um".

Wen Jianyan looked at each other.

"You don't seem surprised that I am your partner."

He narrowed his eyes slightly, covering the inquiries in his eyes: "Why don't you doubt it?"

Although the purpose of asking this question is to delay time as much as possible, it is also out of Wen Jianyan's heartfelt doubts. The word "partner", even for the evil god, is obviously unusual and can be said to be beyond common sense. Take Wen Jianyan's Understanding of Wu Zhu

This is an arrogant and ruthless god, an alien in human skin.

To him, Wen Jianyan is undoubtedly a small and fragile human being.

He clearly exposed him just now on the point of "Bishop", but he accepted his next lie unreservedly. Why?

Wen Jianyan couldn't figure this out.

Wu Zhu "wife."

""

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath, suppressed the itching feeling in her teeth, and said through gritted teeth, "Okay, wife."

"You don't seem surprised that I am your wife."

Wen Jianyan put a vicious emphasis on his wife's words this time.

he asked:

"why?"

Wu Zhu seemed to be finally satisfied.

"No why?."

He answered without hesitation.

Wen Jianyan: ""

Although he knew that when he was talking to a guy, it was easy for Zhai to get angry at him, but it was very rare that he could anger him to this level.

"However, I'm really curious." Wu Zhu spoke again.

Wen Jianyan suppressed the irritable emotions that were rising in her heart, and raised her eyes to look at the other party.

The distance between the two is not too close.

The man in front of him maintained a slight distance from him, and beside him, the thick and thick mist rolled like tentacles. He lowered his head and looked at the human in front of him.

In the darkness, those bright golden eyes looked primitive and evil.

"Since you are my wife, have we fulfilled our obligations as partners?"

"!"

This question was so unexpected that Wen Jianyan couldn't help but be taken aback.

Wu Zhu leaned down slightly and raised his hand. This time, instead of covering the lines on Wen Jianyan's body again, he held his chin.

His fingers were cold, and his movements were even gentle, and his broad palms wrapped around Wen Jianyan's chin.

His eyes fell on Wen Jianyan's face, and he looked carefully at every inch.

Under the gaze of those eyes, Wen Jianyan's back suddenly felt cold, and a shudder climbed up his spine, making him have the urge to retreat.

The choice of this word made him have to think more.

For human beings, there is no doubt about what should be done between partners, but the question is, what about the existence of witch candles—what kind of species do ghosts know? The answer to this question is a little bit tricky.

If the partner's obligation is to be eaten, or some other strange sacrifice that the fragile human life can't bear, Wen Jianyan feels that the situation will be particularly dangerous now.

"It depends on what you're talking about."

Wen Jianyan pulled the corner of her mouth and showed an impeccable smile at the other party.

"You smell of my blood."

Wu Zhu's golden eyes stared at him condescendingly, "but he didn't make it to the last step."

He lowered his head and sniffed Wen Jianyan's neck again. The pupils shrank like a beast.

He whispered softly:

"You are delicious."

Alarm bells rang frantically in his mind.

The man in front of him turned his head slightly, and his overly handsome face showed the calmness and indifference that can only be found in aliens.

He looked at Wen Jianyan's face, as if he was scrutinizing his favorite prey, and he seemed to be pressing step by step, forcing the other party to show panic.

"Since you're my wife, you obviously don't mind me finishing the last step."

Wu Zhu raised his hand and pressed it on the side of Wen Jianyan's neck, as if feeling the pulsation of his blood vessels.

This is all too familiar.

It's simply a witch candle in the IQ version of the double evil version of Decai Middle School! If he doesn't choose his words carefully, he is very likely to die here!

Once it comes to survival, Wen Jianyan's mind turns extremely fast——

"Of course I don't mind, but I don't seem to have answered your question just now"

Wen Jianyan relaxed, letting her lower jaw rest on the opponent's palm, and took a step forward, her warm body flutteringly leaned over. Eyes narrowed, lips smiling:

"How should I put it, although the last step of becoming your partner has not yet been completed, well, it has been done a lot among humans."

——Of course, the faster the brain, the lower the lower limit. In order to survive, he has always done everything possible.

The young man's fingers were slender and soft, and quietly caught up with the cold and pale body of the evil god in front of him, touching it frivolously with a faint rhythm.

Wu Zhu moved for a while.

"There are even more tricks." Wen Jianyan said without changing his face.

He held Wu Zhu's wrist, rubbed his warm fingers against the other's side wrist, and followed the lines of the dark spell on his pale skin, gently sketching it.

"missionaryposition, doggystyle, ridingposition, binding, whipping"

He blinked at Wu Zhu and said with a smile:

"Thinking of the unexpected, I have basically done it all over again."

Wu Zhu's expressionless pause seemed to be longer.

Wen Jianyan was calm on the face, but he estimated in his heart how much time he had spent, and how much time he might have left in the future.

almost.

Should be soon.

The ground began to tremble slightly.

Deep within the wall, something rumbled.

This painting shop, which showed no sign of being affected even if the copy collapsed, seems to have finally begun to be invaded by invisible forces.

Not far away, Hugo's body began to blur, and the group of ghosts around him was looming, the outline was clear for a while, and blurred for a while, as if it would be swallowed by the surrounding darkness in the next second.

Wu Zhu obviously also noticed the change here.

He took his eyes away from Wen Jianyan and looked into the dark depths that were far away, beyond the reach of human vision.

There was an invisible sound of chains in the darkness, which sounded very close to the chains in the Ouroboros Ring.

Wen Jianyan was greatly relieved.

It's finally time to delay until this moment!

Looking at the current situation, Nightmare finally realized the danger and started to make some emergency braking. Then, this copy should be forcibly closed soon. The crisis is about to be lifted, thank goodness.

"It looks like you don't even remember."

Wen Jianyan looked at Wu Zhu and sighed regretfully, "What a pity."

This is his weakness.

Easy to chatter.

"laugh."

Wu Zhu chuckled lightly.

The dark, sticky torrent began to tumble, roaring into the air. He stood there, like a real god.

Wen Jianyan: "?"

Is it an illusion?

Why does he seem less passive?

Wu Zhu's eyes fell on him again.

Wen Jianyan felt a chill behind her.

The next second, he felt caught.

catch.

This is the only suitable adjective.

It was obviously the weight that an adult man should have, but at the moment it was as light as nothing, and was easily picked up and put into his arms.

When Wen Jianyan reacted, he was hugged tightly by Wu Zhu. The opponent's steel-like strong arm was on his waist, and there was absolutely no possibility of breaking free.

"" Wen Jianyan was stunned.

The other party's low voice came from the top of the head, and the chest beside the ear also trembled. "I really don't remember."

Wen Jianyan froze and raised her head.

Wu Zhu lowered his head and looked at him, his expressionless face showed a rare look of interest. he said in a very calm voice

"You have to remind me."