Chapter 68

"Zizzi, Zizi—"

Accompanied by the harsh sound of electric current, the light in the room flickered, and the temperature in the air dropped in an instant. The unnatural coldness was like a sharp blade piercing the skin, prying open the seam of the bone, making the whole body feel cold.

The thick darkness that has almost congealed spreads out, engulfing the surrounding scenery little by little.

The piece of mirror that fell to the ground lost its original shape, like some kind of melted transparent medium, expanding little by little, and a deeper and thicker dark mirror surface gushed out.

Wen Jianyan's pupils tightened, and she took two steps back subconsciously.

A whisper came from my ear:

"Father."

"Father God's Soul Fragment has been liberated."

"He woke up."

At that moment, Sensen's ghostly aura seemed to expand to the extreme! Fanatical murmurs came from countless nooks and crannies, the walls had completely turned into scarlet flesh, and the sticky flesh was squirming fiercely, as if something was about to break out from the depths, happily welcoming the rich darkness generally.

[Integrity First] In the live broadcast room:

"I 'fuck'..."

"I 'fuck'!!!!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh?

"Hahahahaha I really like watching the dog liar turn pale with fright, so happy!"

"No, no, I can actually see the same ghost boss for three consecutive live broadcasts in a host's live broadcast room.

"Ah? What the same boss or something, what are you talking about? Isn't this the fixed main quest of the anchor of the black side? What's so exciting..."

"Hahahahaha, at first glance, this dungeon was just picked up by a new fan. Let me show you the way to record the broadcast of the two previous dungeons. The grievance between him and this ghost boss can be regarded as the source for a long time..."

"Hahahahahahahaha that's right, and it's still getting deeper and deeper. I remember that the first dungeon seemed to be just a slap in the face and hi, and when it came to the first dungeon, it was just a slap in the heart. I can't laugh anymore."

"More than that! Have you forgotten that the host has poured dirty water on people's backs with this copy!"

Wen Jianyan lowered his head expressionlessly, turned on the phone screen with trembling fingers, and quickly looked for the notification of the rules of the camp battle in the background.

It's okay, it's okay, it's okay.

Anyway, he at least won the faction battle, didn't he!

If the dungeon can be closed as soon as the faction war is over, then he should be able to run away successfully!

[The faction battle is over, the dungeon will be closed in ten minutes, please complete the main task in time! 】

Wen Jianyan: "..."

His expression gradually became grim.

ten minutes? !

Want me to hold on for ten minutes? !

"Hahahahaha, don't you come? This copy is a copy of the time-playing class. After the battle is over, I will leave a main line task on the previous identity card for a period of time."

"Mom, then I feel that the anchor is really finished this time..."

"Silence, go well."

"I bought it and left my friends, and bet on the dog and liar how to die in the end!"

"I bet I'll be eaten!"

"I bet I'll be tortured first and then eaten!"

In just a few seconds, the darkness in the room engulfed everything.

"Crack... Kick!"

A clear, metal cracking sound rang out.

On the brass Bodhisattva statue with more than one person, a deep crack burst open, like a spider web, and the visible speed of the flesh spread rapidly. As the cracks increased, this sculpture of suppressing evil spirits lingers. Its evil aura gradually subsided, and along with disintegration, it became as lifeless as an ordinary metal craft.

On the ground, the pale monsters crawled out of the gossip mirror, one after another.

Their throats uttered ravings that humans could not understand, joyful and fanatical, lying on the ground reverently, welcoming the arrival of the gods.

Wen Jianyan stepped back slowly.

He quietly stuffed the phone back into his pocket, and moved out of the room, step by step, cautiously.

we continue...

continue……

don't bet on me...

After reaching the corridor, Wen Jianyan quickly turned around, and then ran away in the opposite direction at the fastest speed!

Ah ah ah ah ah!

He can't be provoked or can't hide! ! !

Anyway, since this map is so big, the first thing the evil spirit will do after it arrives is to come to him, just ten minutes, enough for him to go around!

Wen Jianyan ran all the way down the corridor, forcibly posing as a professional athlete in the 100-meter sprint!

With the death of the woman, the corridor also returned to its original straightness.

Wen Jianyan rushed all the way to the elevator room and stabbed the elevator door button at the fastest speed.

At this moment, a familiar voice came from behind: "Brother Wen?"

Wen Jianyan was stunned, and turned to look subconsciously.

"Just ran away without saying a word to us, leaving only the two of us waiting in the mirror." Su Cheng gritted his teeth: "What do you mean it's handed over to us! Are the ghosts and cultists who are referring to us? "

Wen Jianyan: "..."

Oh yes, he almost forgot about it.

"Sorry, anyway, the faction war is over now, everything is back to normal, and we have come out in the mirror."

Ji Guan came out to smooth things out: "Next, as long as you complete the last main quest, you can go out after the time is up."

"But speaking of it..."

Ji Guan seemed to have reached something, and some people from other places turned their heads and glanced at the place where Wen Jianyan ran: "Isn't the faction war over? What are you running for?"

Wen Jianyan opened his mouth. He was always eloquent, but this was the first time he got stuck in this regard.

... Mainly, this matter, that is, he also explained it very well, and he didn't know how to start it for a while!

At this moment, only a "ding" sounded.

The elevator door in front of him slowly opened.

Wen Jianyan breathed a sigh of relief.

He rushed into the elevator at a single pace, looked at Su Cheng and Ji Guanren, and said at the fastest rate: "Anyway, I will go downstairs first, and we will finish the task slowly! I will not disturb you—"

"You...you are here."

A familiar, somewhat stuck voice came from the depths of the elevator: "I've been looking for you for a long time."

Wen Jianyan: "..."

Slowly, little by little, he turned his head, hearing only the thumping sound of his heart and the rattling of his spine rubbing against his ears.

I saw that the metal elevator wall turned into a scarlet soft texture at some point, the sticky surface slowly wriggled, making a muffled sound, and under the dim light, showing a strange and eerie appearance. "Color" luster.

"Father, I want to see you."

That voice "reverberated" in the narrow space of the elevator.

It said in a reverent and pious tone: "I have already informed the Father about you, you are, the sect master, you, let us go and let us take revenge."

"Father, in person, thank you."

Ji Guan also heard it.

He was refreshed: "Oh oh oh! Do you thank the evil spirit in person! The sect master sent it!"

Su Cheng also revealed a surprised expression: "Maybe there will be some kind of concealment!"

Wen Jianyan: "………………"

Pooh! A special big-headed ghost!

It's a miracle that I don't die, okay? ! !

The elevator door slowly closed in front, blocking the figures of the two teammates who were not far away.

Wen Jianyan stood in the "elevator" with a blank expression, as if God was dead, staring blankly at the closed elevators.

He slowly raised his hand and covered his face.

Do not! ! ! !

Wen Jianyan wailed in his heart.

Soon, the elevator began to move.

The ground beneath my feet swayed, making it impossible to tell whether it was moving up or down, horizontally or vertically.

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath, wiped her face, raised her head and said sincerely: "Well, I haven't done a lot, I really don't need to thank God Father personally! Really, I like this kind of good deeds. The feeling of leaving a name! And I'm just an ordinary cult/cultist, I don't deserve to be thanked by the Father! I don't deserve it!"

"No, you, don't, be humble."

The voice sounded again: "You, He, the representative of the world, if it weren't for you, God the Father would not be able to retrieve the sealed soul fragments."

Since they were freed from the seal of Wen Jianyan and allowed them to take revenge on Wen Po, it has completely believed in Wen Jianyan's identity as the leader of the sect, and respected him very much:

"You are, the leader."

Wen Jianyan was still trying to struggle: "No no..."

"Ding."

The elevator made another noise, and the elevator doors made of flesh and blood slowly opened to both sides.

The rest of the words got stuck in his throat.

In front of him was a bottomless darkness, and a strong ghost was rolling around not far away, wrapped in a terrifying and terrifying aura.

Can't see anything but darkness.

There was a dead silence in the ear, and the unusual silence seemed very infiltrating.

Wen Jianyan's scalp was numb, and she took a step back involuntarily.

Darkness surges.

An icy black shadow spread into the elevator, wrapping around the young man's pale wrists and ankles without warning.

"!!!"

Wen Jianyan's pupils shrank.

The next second, before he could react, the whole person was dragged out by the dark elevator of the condensed body!

The wind whistled past his ears, and the young man's body was dragged into the darkness by an invisible force!

Under the drag of the terrifying and irresistible force, Wen Jianyan was dizzy, and his stomach turned upside down. His wrists and ankles were all tightly wrapped in darkness, giving him no chance to struggle and escape.

Suddenly, the force that was being dragged stopped.

"Well!"

Wen Jianyan's back hit the wall, his internal organs seemed to be displaced, and a muffled groan overflowed from the depths of his throat.

"Da da da."

Steady, rhythmic footsteps sounded, approaching Wen Jianyan's direction step by step.

"..."

Wen Jianyan was still tightly closed, he felt the chills standing on his back, and the cold sweat on his back broke out layer after layer, and the nerves all over his body were tense to the extreme, like a bowstring that was pulled over his head. , it can be broken in the next second.

The footsteps stopped in front of him.

Wen Jianyan could feel that someone was standing in front of him, yes, but he couldn't hear the other person's breathing, except for the sound of his heart beating wildly, as if he was about to break his ribs. There was only a suffocating silence, like a sponge full of water, that made him breathless.

Wen Jianyan screamed in her heart.

Help Help Help Help! Why hasn't ten minutes passed?

While frantically thinking about the next words to exonerate himself in his mind, he couldn't help pretending to be an ostrich and didn't dare to open it, as if he would face such a cruel thing as long as he opened it.

Suddenly, a cold palm touched the youth's waist without warning.

The temperature of the fingertips was extremely low, like freezing ice.

"?!"

Wen Jianyan didn't get to this point at all. He took a deep breath, his body bounced involuntarily, his expression was horrified, and his subconscious opened his eyes.

The familiar face was near.

The man lowered his head, his long jet-black hair fell on his shoulders, his pale face was more handsome than a human being, and a pair of golden eyes, like a wild beast, were hidden under the eyelashes.

There is a terrifying, alien aura about him, like a beast, but also like an alien god, evil, dark, ancient and cold, making people tremble and panic uncontrollably.

He put his hand on the delicate and warm human skin, and 'touched' that piece of skin along the waistline.

Wen Jianyan's face turned paler.

The youth's body is tight, with broad shoulders and long legs. The well-proportioned bones are covered with beautifully-lined muscles. Along with the relaxation of movements, it contains flexible and strong explosive power. When tightly bound, it looks extraordinarily...

tasty.

The clothes on his upper body have been almost finished, the fair skin is branded with black spells, and the complicated and treacherous lines have almost covered most of his body, from the slender neck to the well-defined lines. Clavicle, spread all the way to the position of the abdomen.

The man's icy palm rested on his swiftly undulating soft abdomen, unhurriedly tracing the spell-like lines on the young man's skin, his icy fingertips moved slowly, inch by inch, every new The place brought a strong trembling.

Wen Jianyan's pupils shrank, and she leaned back subconsciously, sticking firmly to the wall.

Grass!

What is this pervert doing this time!

The man lifted up, and the pair of golden pearls stared fixedly at the human in front of him.

"Do you know?"

He spoke slowly, his voice low and mellow, with a dreadful sense of oppression: "This piece of skin is printed with my name."

His fingernails were sharp and sharp, slowly piercing Wen Jianyan's flank, and then put pressure on him little by little.

"……hiss!"

Wen Jianyan sucked in a breath of cold air, a whimper of pain overflowed from his throat, his slender and soft neck trembled slightly, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down involuntarily.

The viscous and warm blood flowed out of the wound, meandering on the fair skin, dyeing the dark lines into a thorn scarlet, pitch black, scarlet, and pale, the three "colors" formed a strong contrast, resulting in There was a cruel and splendid visual impact, and the scarlet blood quickly slid down along with the other party's rapid breathing.

The man "approached" for a few minutes, the pale face of the young man was reflected in the depths of the emotionless golden beads, and a chilling sneer flashed across his lips.

He was close to Wen Jianyan's ear, and his voice sounded like a sigh.

"it's beautiful."