Welcome to the Nightmare Live

Chapter 62

For Wen Jianyan's "compliment", Su Cheng is too lazy to deal with it now.

He stood there, gasping for breath, and asked:

"So, what's next? What do we do?"

Wen Jianyan didn't answer directly, but turned her head and looked into the depths of the corridor not far away.

Under the dim red light, one of the doors was tightly closed, and the slightly faded brass sign could vaguely see the four numbers 1316. The chains and spells that sealed the door in the outside world had disappeared, leaving only a bare door panel, empty. The hallway with no one seemed to be particularly infiltrating.

The team of anchors who had just been led away was the last obstacle in front of the destination.

Su Cheng followed Wen Jianyan's gaze and looked in that direction. His gaze fell on the house number, and he was stunned: "1316?"

He obviously also recalled the countless strange magic tools sealed outside this room when he was in the outer world, and his scalp could not help tingling: "You, are you going to go in next?"

Although they had already entered once when they were outside, and found that it was empty after opening it, Su Cheng still instinctively felt that this room was very unusual, and always felt a little apprehensive:

"I know it was empty when I was outside, but it's not necessarily empty now..."

Su Cheng tries to persuade Wen Jianyan to change his mind.

"I know."

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath, turned to look at Su Cheng, and said dryly, "I've been in."

Su Cheng was startled: "What...?"

"Didn't we separate when we first came in?" Wen Jianyan said slowly.

Su Cheng took a deep breath and looked at 1316 with the door closed again: "Wait... Could it be that you just entered here?"

Wen Jianyan nodded: "That's right."

With that, he rolled up his sleeves and showed the other the scars on his arms that had yet to heal.

On the fair skin, the wounds caused by corrosion showed a deep and thick red, like deep and shallow rouge covering the limbs, bringing a shocking and strange beauty:

"These are the things I left in that room."

Su Cheng's eyes widened slightly, and he couldn't believe it: "Then are you planning to go next?"

Wen Jianyan put down her sleeves and sighed with a bit of pain: "There's no way."

If you don't enter a tiger's den, you can't get a tiger's son.

He instructed Su Cheng: "It's still the same as when you were outside. You watch the wind at the door, and only use props when I call you, understand? In the meantime, no matter what happens inside, don't act rashly."

Su Cheng's heart couldn't help but mention his throat.

He suppressed the nervousness in his heart and nodded slowly.

After getting a positive answer from the other party, Wen Jianyan turned around and approached the door of 1316 step by step. A wet and sticky squirming sound came from inside.

The memory linked to this slowly recovered.

Recalling the provocative death-defying remarks he made when he broke into this place last time, Wen Jianyan couldn't help but feel numb on his scalp and sweat on his palms.

Seriously, if he knew this day would come, he would never have said it so deadly in the first place!

Regret, really regret.

Wen Jianyan wiped her face.

He took a deep breath and looked down at the door to check the backpack in his mobile phone. After confirming that all the props were correct, Wen Jianyan finally calmed down, raised his hand and pressed it on the doorknob, then lowered slightly. exert force.

"Squeak-"

The harsh metal friction sounded deep in the corridor, and the door panel slowly slid towards the door following his strength.

A strong bloody aura that seems to be able to swallow a person blows in the face, and the icy ominous feeling is like some kind of slippery and sticky cold-blooded animal, climbing up along the skin.

In the next second, a tremendous force came from the door, and it slammed Wen Jianyan into it!

"Pfft!"

The scarlet tentacles penetrated straight through his chest, tore open the flesh, the sound of broken bones resounded clearly in the room, and warm blood spurted from the wound.

The young man's face suddenly turned white, and his pupils suddenly tightened.

"Cough, cough, cough."

Wen Jianyan coughed a few times, turned her head and spat out blood, and the corners of her pale and bloody lips were hooked, and there was a bit of helplessness in her voice:

"...Well, I deserve it."

Pretty much what he expected before he walked in.

The sound of the system machinery sounded in the ear:

"Ding, it was detected that the anchor suffered fatal injuries, [Lin Qing's doctor's certificate] has been activated."

In the next second, the wound on Wen Jianyan's chest began to heal quickly, the bones were re-borrowed, and the organs began to recover. Under the clothes fabric with a big hole, the wounds with broken flesh and bones began to repair themselves and gradually grow back.

Wen Jianyan's face turned even paler, his brows jumped, and he bit his teeth viciously.

Oh shit.

The fix wasn't painless.

"You are so brave."

The vague and chaotic voice resounded in the room again: "Actually, dare to come back."

"certainly."

Wen Jianyan raised a bloodless face, his chest heaved up and down quickly under the severe pain, his forehead was pale and sweaty, and the line from his jaw to his neck was tight and trembling slightly.

However, there was still a slight, almost intimate smile on his lips:

"After all, I think we get along very well."

[Integrity First] In the live broadcast room:

"God, it hurts to look at me!"

"I'm sorry, I'm guilty. Seeing this dog liar reluctantly deceives people, I actually... shamefully excited."

"Woooooooo, the battle damage is really lustful."

"You... yes, dishonest." There was an unskilled pause in the voice.

"No, quite the opposite,"

Wen Jianyan raised her head, her amber eyes half-squinted: "in the next minute, you may not see anyone more honest than me."

His wound was successfully repaired, and the chest under the broken cloth became white and smooth again, unscathed.

The sound of the system sounds in the ear:

"Because the anchor received *Lin Qing's blessing, the utility of the props has improved."

[One minute golden body has been obtained]

【00:01:00】

A thin, golden film covered the young man's body, completely wrapping him in it, helping him block any damage that was trying to be inflicted on him.

Obviously, the "existence" in room 1316 also realized this day, and it dragged Wen Jianyan into the wall again, wrapping the other's body with scarlet, corrosive flesh and blood, trying to eat away. The protective layer that shrouded him.

If this continues to consume, as long as the one minute is over, he will absolutely die without a place to be buried.

But unexpectedly, Wen Jianyan didn't dodge or dodge, and didn't resist.

"I am a believer of God the Father. The purpose of my visit this time is to break the seal and wake him up from his slumber."

The youth's voice is smooth and articulation is clear and calm.

Under the wrapping of the wall of flesh and blood, he raised his arm with difficulty, and the almost broken cloth was scattered at this moment, revealing half of his body.

The dark, spell-like lines appeared on the fair skin. At this moment, it almost completely covered Wen Jianyan's arms, and climbed along the shoulders to the junction of the neck and the chest, rising and falling slightly with the young man's breathing. on.

Under the shroud of a scarlet luster, it was like a living thing, which tightly bound the firm body full of vitality.

"You, again, say the same lie."

That voice didn't eat Wen Jianyan's words at all: "You, don't respect, Father God..."

"exactly."

Wen Jianyan gave a short laugh and admitted unabashedly, "I am indeed a believer of God the Father, but I believe in his existence, acknowledge his strength, and conditional respect and love, which is different."

"He's the all-powerful God, our Father, our Lord, right?"

Wen Jianyan stared at the wriggling scarlet wall in front of him for a moment, and in the depths of his amber eyes, there was an inexplicable gloomy glimmer:

"So, where was he when I was in a corner?"

"You have a lot of resentment and power, but you are imprisoned by the followers of Evil Bodhisattva. Where is he when you are forced to be trapped in the narrow space of 1316 forever?"

The young man's eyes moved slightly, and it landed on a row of black pottery soul lock altars not far away.

His voice is very calm, but in the depths of the seemingly unwavering voice line, there seems to be a silent and turbulent stormy sea:

"Where was he when his people were being slaughtered, persecuted, tortured, wailing, crying, and begging the Father to save him?"

"..."

The other party was silent.

"God doesn't love me."

Wen Jianyan said decisively:

"In this case, what qualifications does such a god have for me to respect? What qualifications does he have for our unconditional faith and love?"

His eyes are like sharp blades that can see through all falsehoods: "Could it be that during this period of time, have you never questioned the existence of God the Father? Is there no resentment or anxiety in your heart?"

The youth's voice is like a devil to deceive people's hearts:

"Don't you want to be free?"

"Or, are you willing to stay in this narrow 1316 room, sighing, praying, and waiting for the "salvation" that God the Father doesn't know when?"

"Indeed, I came here to wake up God the Father and free him from the seal, but I changed my mind." Wen Jian said slowly:

"Why wait for his deliverance? Why put hope in the mercy of the gods?"

"It is better to ask God than to ask yourself."

Wen Jianyan smiled, her amber eyes narrowed, a little scarlet light reflected in the bottom of her eyes:

"Why do we have to be believers when we have the opportunity to be gods?"

"Gods need believers to be called gods, and gods without believers are worthless."

The youth whispered:

"It's not that we need him, it's that he needs us."

This remark is really too bold and terrifying. The wall stopped wriggling for a while, and its voice sounded again. It was still stuck and stumbling, but it was extremely panic and pale:

"You, this is disrespectful...!"

"As I said, in this minute, there will be no human being more honest than me in this world."

The one-minute countdown is over.

The golden film covering Wen Jianyan's body disappeared instantly.

But he still didn't move, letting his body corrode, looking almost the same as usual except that his face was paler than usual.

"Continue to believe in your Father God, and you will get nothing."

"You will continue to be permanently kept in a small space of less than 100 square meters, and they will always be stuffed in small, palm-sized jars, enduring endless torture and pain."

On the youth's body, spell-like lines spread, like branches and ropes.

"I have a way to free you from 1316, I have a way to make the four innocent souls who died tragically go home, and I have a way to make the woman who imprisoned and tortured you punished."

The young man smiled and said:

"And God the Father, is still sleeping."

Despair is the best way to generate faith.

Wen Jianyan raised her head, the curvature of her neck was pale and graceful, with a wonderful sense of fragility.

"If that's the case, why don't you try to believe me?"

"I will not replace your belief, nor will I change my love and worship of God the Father, because you see, I am also a believer of evil spirits," Wen Jianyan said softly:

"I just think, sometimes...

Even believers of gods need a savior on earth. "

He smiled lightly, and the corners of his brows and eyes exuded an invisible, sinful fragrance: "Isn't it?"

The author has something to say: Madam has been targeted by the copy eight hundred times!

Did he admit it wrong?

no, he started digging your corner

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