Chapter 153

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"???!!!"

"No? I'm shocked?? This, this, this, this direction, doesn't seem right? Has there been such a tendency for NPCs to be interested in players in this dungeon before?!"

"No!!!"

"Senior fans of Ben'an Sanatorium can say responsibly...not at all! I didn't find that No. 01 has other hobbies other than killing people!!"

No. 01's body is terrifyingly hot.

He is like a huge and heavy furnace, tall and strong, with tensed muscles, and every piece hides a terrifying strange force, which cannot be resisted at the physical level.

Wen Jianyan almost had the illusion that he was like a cat or a puppy being carried, and all the fierce struggles were easily turned invisible.

Overhead is a bright light.

The air in the lungs was squeezed out, creating an almost vertigo-like suffocation.

The back was against the cold wall, and the bones were aching. Due to the difference in body shape, the toes were only weak and could not touch the face at all.

damn it.

The words the other party just said made Wen Jianyan alarm bells.

He was never a pure child who was blank about this, and even said that, as a fraudster, he was very familiar with this type of "communication" - although Wen Jianyan didn't bother to do so, he had to admit that there were still Many colleagues are very good at using their own charms to achieve their goals through in-depth exchanges with ulterior motives.

The man's broad and well-articulated palms grabbed his legs, and even continued to move upwards with ulterior motives.

The golden eyelashes drooped down, and in the depths of the blue, scorching eyes, there was an undisguised scorching meaning.

Greedy and excited, fiery and restless.

Due to the close distance, Wen Jianyan was able to clearly feel the change in the aggressiveness of the opponent's body.

"..."

day.

The love this time is really a literal love.

After realizing this, Wen Jianyan felt his head buzzing.

Damn, this copy is probably a little sick!

However, thanks to the perspective now higher than his own height, Wen Jianyan crossed Edward's broad shoulders to see 04 sitting at the table under the stairs not far away.

He still maintained the posture of Wen Jianyan leaving, his face was expressionless, his posture was calm, and a pair of cold gray eyes were staring in this direction, but there was an extremely strong, almost bone-piercing killing intent at the bottom of his eyes.

Therefore, Wen Jianyan did not hesitate to release the shackles of No. 04.

In the interface of the void, the words [Item Failure] appeared in four blue lights.

Wen Jianyan squinted his eyes. Under his long eyelashes, there was a bit of dampness from physical suffocation. He looked at each other from Edward's body, and 04, who had recovered his freedom, from the void.

"……Yes."

Wen Jianyan raised her hand and hooked it on Edward's shoulder and neck. The other party was startled, and his shoulders tightened slightly.

Qing leaned closer to the ear of the blond man in front of him, and stared deeply at the gray-haired man in the distance, with a seductive "color" in his eyes, and his wet red lips curved, lowered his voice, he smiled, slightly. Yang's tail is sticky and lustful:

"You are the one I like."

"!"

The blond man's breath came quickly, he leaned over and bit the elegant collarbone between the loose shoulder straps, grinding it with his sharp white teeth.

Wen Jianyan stopped struggling.

On the contrary, he smiled.

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"??!!!"

"Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, good, good, ah day!"

"Ahhhhh help me, I don't care who the anchor is talking to now, he's definitely thinking of me now!!! I don't care!!!"

"Good guy... The power to stir up the Shura field is really fucking incredible... Now 01 and 04 feel that the anchor is confessing to themselves!!"

"What kind of large Shura field is this, and my whole person exploded!!!!"

In the next second, the statue in the corridor moved as if alive, and the pale human-shaped arm stretched out, tightly wrapping No. 01's neck.

No. 01 "Lu" showed a look of astonishment, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

Wen Jianyan took this opportunity to break free from the other party's involuntarily relaxed arm.

Obviously, different high-risk patients have different control over their own spiritual world. Almost all the bonuses of No. 01 are based on physical fitness, and the spiritual worlds of the two of Nair Lore are also different. The world of black and "color" will compete with and occupy each other according to the master's will.

Well, as a high-risk patient, and the degree of alienation in the spiritual world is far better than that of the other 04, he must have his own combat advantage, enough for him to compete with 01.

It is out of this consideration that Wen Jianyan decisively lifted the shackles of 04.

01 looked violent, he grabbed the arm of the statue with one hand, then leaned back sharply, and smashed the stone carving around his neck into pieces.

He turned his head and looked towards No. 04 below the stairs.

The gray-haired and gray-eyed man stepped up, his misty eyes filled with undisguised killing intent and anger.

All the stone sculptures arranged in the corridor moved, and countless arms protruded from some hanging paintings and went to No. 01 at the same time.

——Look at this, probably this is why No. 04 didn't worry about him leaving the room from the beginning, and even let him wander around in the corridor, which also explains why he found Wen Jianyan who sneaked out so easily.

Because in the whole spiritual world, all the works of art created by him are all his eyeliner and minions.

Wen Jianyan stumbled and sat on the seat, fresh air poured into his throat, he gasped eagerly, whether it was from anger or suffocation, from the cheekbones to the neck, there was a slight blush under the pale flesh, which looked sensational. Fragile.

No. 04 walked to his side, the gentleman stretched out his hand to Qing, who was wearing a torn shirt, and his voice was cold and low:

"are you OK?"

What didn't match his voice was the turbulent mist in his eyes.

Wen Jianyan shook her head and stood up with his hand.

No. 01's gaze fell on the overlapping hands of the two. Zhang Duanzheng's face showed a fierce and terrifying expression. He picked up a heavy stone statue next to him and smashed it towards 04.

Wen Jianyan took a step back, away from the area where the film could be affected.

He looked up.

The double amber eyeballs are covered with a shiny water film, but they are cold and cunning like snakes, with a secret smile of successful trickery.

call.

well played.

He took the opportunity to step back a little bit.

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"Ah, ah, ah, ah, I am really playing!"

"Suddenly I seem to understand a lot of wars fought because of beautiful women..."

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"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu000000000"

"As expected of you, you liar, even running away under such circumstances... I underestimated you..."

"I'm so pissed off! What about the good rollover anchor, why don't they always roll over in this situation!"

Right here, a strange drag came from the waist.

Wen Jianyan was surprised!

The next second, accompanied by a burst of dizziness, light and shadow switching, he fell heavily on the top of his body - a familiar dull pain came from his tailbone, and Wen Jianyan couldn't help but "show" a grinning expression.

"are you OK?"

A familiar voice came from overhead.

Wen Jianyan was startled and looked up in the direction from which the voice came.

The scene in front of me has changed for some reason, a messy and luxurious hall is gone, and in front of me is a corridor that is like chaos, but it is obvious that it has left the spiritual world of No. 04.

He blinked.

"You fell dizzy?"

Su Cheng asked.

"..."

Seeing the other party's half-concerned, half-disgusting expression, Wen Jianyan finally had a real sense of escape.

After sending the hard-fought 01 and 03 to 04, Su Cheng and Huang "Mao" cautiously did not follow up - the immortals fought and the prisoners suffered, and they didn't want to be victims of chaos.

In addition, they are very aware of Wen Jianyan's behavior. If they join rashly, they may even become a drag on the other side. Therefore, at the junction of the two areas, Su Cheng activated the pulling props in the first dungeon— - Of course, buy the most advanced.

This, as soon as a teammate comes within range, is pulled out.

Originally, they were just trying by chance, but they didn't expect to pull people out, which was a pleasant surprise.

"Speaking of..."

Huang "Mao"'s eyes fell on Wen Jianyan's clothes, and his expression became complicated. "You...what's the matter with your clothes?"

In front of him was Qingquan, beard and tail, no arms or legs were missing, but the protective uniform he was wearing had disappeared, replaced by a broken red skirt, the hem was torn to reveal two slender legs, No shoes were worn, and one of the leg was hung with a garter that could not fall off. The water-like fabric had long been hooked, and there were several large holes on it, exposing the pale and delicate skin below.

Why does it seem a bit...weird?

"The perverts did it." Qing rubbed his hair and answered succinctly.

Oh, perverted, ah...

Huang "Mao" Su Cheng suddenly realized, but soon "exposed" the blank expression of his mind.

..., it doesn't seem normal, doesn't it?

After a short conversation, Wen Jianyan quickly revived with blood and jumped from the top:

"Go, let's stay away from here, the farther the better!"

Although several high-risk patients inside are now fighting infighting, Wen Jianyan is not sure whether they will chase after them again soon, so it is better to take advantage of this period and run early.

The other two nodded in agreement: "Which direction?"

Wen Jianyan pondered for a few seconds and looked at Su Cheng: "If I guessed correctly, you brought 01 and 03 here, right?"

Su Cheng nodded, "exposed" with a worried look: "Yes."

"Good job." Wen Jianyan patted the other person's shoulder, "It's very my style."

If it were him, he would do the same.

Yes……

Thinking of what happened after 01 and 03 joined, Wen Jianyan's expression twisted involuntarily for a moment.

In short, although it made him a little more difficult, he finally left an escape route.

"Where did you find them?" Wen Jianyan asked.

Su Cheng blankly pointed to one of the directions: "What are you doing?"

"Steal home."

Wen Jianyan narrowed her eyes and smiled at the two in front of her, revealing a sly and aggressive smile.

Due to the addition of No. 01, the space of No. 03 is not so winding, and the "labyrinth" has no end. According to Su Cheng's guidance, Wen Jianyan and the others soon came to the place where 01 and 03 clashed.

Since a small square occupied the three high-risk patients, the entire space looked extremely chaotic—even so, the area in front of him could still be regarded as chaos within chaos.

The walls were covered with blood, slashes, knife marks, and the walls collapsed, as if they had been bombed.

Wen Jianyan looked around and quickly found the hole where Edward broke through the wall.

"go."

he ordered.

The three kept a low profile, passed through the hole in the wall at the fastest speed, and soon came to the familiar, Edward's spiritual realm-although this place seemed to be full of violence and blood, but compared with several other high-risk patients, it was really Simple and straightforward to the extreme, there is only one corridor that leads straight into the distance.

Wen Jianyan has been here once, so she is quite familiar with the path here.

He walked hurriedly, looking for Ward No. 01 - due to the too thrilling experience before, he is now walking very fast, as if someone has been chasing him behind his back.

The other two followed behind him, hurriedly catching up, almost unable to catch up with him.

"..."

Su Cheng turned his head and looked past the bloody graffiti on the wall, with a blank expression on his face: "Speaking of which, have these graffiti changed a bit...?"

"no."

Wen Jianyan didn't look back.

"Oh... maybe I remembered it wrong." Su Cheng scratched his head and said.

After all, among them, Wen Jianyan has an overly strong memory. Since the other party said no, it should be no.

Wen Jianyan chose to come to Ward No. 01 for one reason, to find hidden props in the other's ward. If the hidden props of other high-risk patients are all in his own ward, No. 01 should be no exception.

As a liar, Wen Jianyan has always believed that as long as there is a chance, all the remaining value of the prey must be squeezed out until no more oil can be drawn from the opponent.

Since they have come, it is better to collect them all before leaving.

Soon, the ward of No. 01 is in sight.

Wen Jianyan was refreshed and pushed open a familiar room.

The next second, he fell silent.

Su Cheng and Huang "Mao" looked in from behind him, and fell silent as well.

The layout of the ward is not much different from the previous one, the messy room, the huge iron bed, the holes in the wall that were violently cut, but the difference from before is...

On the top of the wall directly in front of him, a big heart symbol was smeared with blood.

The style is very weird.

Su Cheng: "..."

This change... It seems that you don't need to remember too well to be aware of it, right?

Huang "Mao": "???"

, although it's my first time here, but this pattern is really not quite right!

It's a bit out of tune with the simple and rough cult style around it!

"...Is this drawn by No. 01?" Huang "Mao" "Lu" showed a puzzled look: "Shouldn't it be? I remember that he should never have had a chance to return to his spiritual world?"

"You don't need No. 01 to come back. This is the spiritual world, and it should change according to the patient's mental state." Su Cheng "revealed" a thoughtful expression.

Huang "Mao": "It's weird! Why is there love? Has he fallen in love?"

Su Cheng "touched" and "touched" his chin, thinking:

"Shouldn't it be? I think there might be some semiotic meaning here..."

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"Hahahahahahahaha, laugh at me!"

"I didn't expect that the most outrageous answer in Huang "Mao" was the most correct answer!"

"Laughing at me, baby Su Cheng, stop guessing, what semiotics are not semiotics, and don't think about whether No. 01 has brains and knowledge reserves!"

"Yes, the answer is already in front of you!! He's in love, lol!"