Chapter 18

The live broadcast square is boiling.

Just a minute ago, the D-level dungeon of German Middle School suddenly dashed on the list without warning, floating up four areas in an instant, and jumped directly to the top of the entire square! A B-level copy is tied for third, while the other two copies above are all A-level.

How can it be? This is never an affair! In the end what happened!

The audience in the live broadcast square was sensational, and immediately rushed to the live broadcast hall of [German Middle School].

Under the dungeon name, the blood-red "color" logo flashes.

Lobby difficulty level: d+

The highest unlocking progress in history: 100%

Watch value: a

"God!! 100%! An anchor has passed the 100% progress of the German Middle School dungeon! This is the completion of the main story!"

"Not only has the difficulty increased, but the viewing value has also increased! My mom, my mom, my mom! What the hell happened in this dungeon!"

"And it seems that there are several hours left until the end of the dungeon? The main story is completed so soon? What kind of pervert is the anchor in this dungeon!"

"Good cow, good cow! I rushed!"

While the audience was enthusiastically discussing, suddenly, one audience realized a blind spot that had been ignored before:

"Eh? Wait, I remember that if the main story is completed ahead of schedule and the progress is 100%, the dungeon will end automatically, right?"

"...It seems so."

The other audience members were stunned.

Yes, it stands to reason, how much time is left to survive without a copy, as long as the main task is completed, the entire copy will be automatically cleared.

but……

Thinking of this, everyone couldn't help but turn their attention to the upper right corner of the live broadcast hall.

There, the bright red characters are slowly flashing, which is extremely dazzling and cannot be ignored at all.

【live】

live.

Almost at the same time, all the audience had the same question in their hearts:

What this copy didn't end?

Wen Jianyan's eyes were spinning.

A strong sense of weightlessness pulled him, and the whole body seemed to be falling down quickly, a sense of fear strangled his neck, and the feeling of suffocation made his eyes dark——

"Well……!"

Before fainting, Wen Jianyan let out a muffled groan and fell to the ground in embarrassment.

The word "earth" is not accurate enough.

Underneath was a thick black shadow, and the only thing could feel was the coldness oozing from it.

Looking around, you can only see the boundless darkness. This space seems to be independent of the entire world. The passage of time has long stopped, and there is a dead silence in the ears.

Wen Jianyan could only hear the sound of turbulent breathing, his heart beating chaotically and irritably, and the blood pumping to his ears, hitting his eardrums suddenly, making him unable to think calmly.

He took a deep breath, moved his eyes with some difficulty, and slowly looked not far away.

The entire space was pitch-dark, but for some reason, the phantom that had been turned into a "father" by the mirror was still clearly visible.

... he can no longer be called a phantom.

His body is solid and stable, the waist down is immersed in the shadows, and above the slender pale limbs, the strange runes spread along the firm texture with open teeth and claws.

In all fairness, this male "sex" body is extraordinarily perfect, almost beyond the "sex" limit, like a work of art, and the dark runes add a bit of evil and wild "sex" to it. beauty.

Wen Jianyan felt straight hair on her back.

He couldn't understand the huge power sleeping in the opponent's body. Because of his existence, the whole space was filled with a high-density oppression. If it wasn't that there was no way to escape, Wen Jianyan would turn around and run without looking back. How far can he run? No matter how far you run, never get half a step closer to the opponent.

He raised his hand and wiped his face vigorously.

calm down.

According to the current known situation, there is a high probability that this "father" will not be able to wake up temporarily, otherwise "Mr. Mirror" will not go to great lengths to collect souls, just wake him up.

Therefore, now, I should focus on finding a way to get away, instead of "worrying" about the phantom problem.

After straightening his thoughts, Wen Jianyan calmed down a lot.

In this space, except for the sleeping "father", there is only a boundless and dead silence left, and it is impossible to find a way out here.

Wen Jianyan live broadcast interface.

As soon as he was stunned, he was taken aback.

The upper right corner of the live broadcast room shows that the online number has tripled, almost approaching 30,000!

Obviously, if the anchor turns off the hidden barrage function, there will be a prompt inside the live broadcast room.

Therefore, almost at the moment of Wen Jianyan's barrage, the entire live broadcast room was swiped by enthusiastic audiences.

"Oh oh oh! The anchor is here! The anchor is here!"

"Come here! Congratulations to the anchor for completing the main story! I just don't know what dungeon is not over, do you know what to do? [Reward Points 50]"

"Ah, ah, ah, the anchor nb! Continue to squat on the anchor's tuba!"

"? What? Am I the only one who came in because of the anchor's face? My wife posted it!"

"The former rival guna! My wife takes care of him, and my wife is here to lie to me! [Reward Points 100]"

Wen Jianyan: "..."

I don't know what, always feel that the direction of the barrage is a bit weird.

After ignoring the strange barrages, Wen Jianyan suddenly saw a very crucial barrage and accurately captured the hidden information.

He was slightly startled:

"So, as long as the main quest is completed, will the dungeon automatically end?"

"Yes yes yes!"

"There is no need for how long to survive. As long as the main quest is completed, all players in the entire dungeon can automatically clear the level."

That's weird.

Wen Jianyan "touched" his chin and asked, "Come on, did you see that sleeping man over there in the live broadcast room of other anchors?"

"No eh..."

"I really don't see it. It doesn't look good from this angle."

"This should be the boss in this dungeon, right? I don't know. After all, the highest unlock rate of this dungeon was 72%, and now the highest record is set by you."

...there was no clue in the end.

Wen Jianyan sighed, and after a simple thank you, he closed the barrage again and looked forward to the store interface with the last trace of hope.

——Maybe there are some props that can help him escape?

Although the points were emptied once before, but after completing several tasks later and getting a lot of rewards from the audience, Wen Jianyan now has a very sufficient balance of points. Even if it is not enough to buy items in the system mall again, the price of some items is high. Precious props are enough.

However, when Wen Jianyan confidently displayed the store interface, his whole situation suddenly became bad.

All the products in the store are gray, and there is no way to buy them without clicking on them.

In just a few seconds, he went from a wealthy man with a million family wealth to a poor man who has no place to spend even though he holds a million family wealth.

Wen Jianyan: "..."

I really want to.

I really suspect you're fucking targeting me, garbage live room!

He took a deep breath, suppressed his resentment, and broadcasted the room again.

Obviously, other viewers in the live broadcast room did not see this scene.

They gave advice to Wen Jianyan, but most of them had no practical value until—

"Why don't the anchor go to that NPC to find clues? Maybe there will be a way to get away."

Wen Jianyan's eyelids bounced ominously twice.

He didn't think about this way.

But as a person who is accustomed to seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages, he has been trying to find other ways to avoid close encounters with NPCs that are dangerous at first sight.

No... Now it seems that there is no way to go except this way.

Wen Jianyan sighed in frustration.

He closed the barrage, then moved one step at a time, and reluctantly approached the sleeping man not far away—

I don't know if it was because they had been living together peacefully for a short time, Wen Jianyan had gradually become accustomed to the terrifying aura surrounding the other party, and even had the leisure to measure the other party's face with curiosity.

As the distance got closer, the face of the other side gradually became clearer.

It was a very pale face, as lifeless as ice.

However, his facial features are extremely handsome.

Even, the word handsome is insignificant.

That kind of shocking, purely visual impact is almost beyond common sense, to the point of absurdity, attracting all eyes like a magnetic pole.

He floated peacefully in the darkness, his long black hair spread like water, falling on the white marble-like texture.

Wen Jianyan: "..."

Well, looking so good-looking, the probability of being a ghost is even greater.

He cautiously stopped a few steps away from the man.

While Wen Jianyan was trying to do psychological work for herself, a cold mechanical voice suddenly sounded in her ears:

[E-class anchor... zi zi... quest is being released...]

In the darkness and silence, Wen Jianyan was almost moved by the sudden familiarity of the voice.

until……

【? ? Task: with? ? ? body. [Liquid] exchange for thirty seconds]

Wen Jianyan: "………………"

He stared blankly at the 30-second countdown of the blood-red "color" attached to the top of his line of sight, and fell into silence.

ha?

……What did you say?

what task? Exchange what?

You are sick! ! What the heck mission!

Wen Jianyan was a little broken.

He refreshed his own live broadcast interface repeatedly, but the task always appeared steadily at the edge of his line of sight, and the bright red font seemed to mock him silently above his head:

【00:30】

"..." Wen Jian said.

I'll go to your uncle's stupid live broadcast room.

However, now, away from this dark and strange space, even if this task is strange and outrageous, Wen Jianyan has to give it a try.

The so-called body/"fluid" exchange, generally speaking, there are two ways, kissing, or some kind of body communication that cannot be broadcast live.

However, in the face of the weird NPC who is almost a corpse, no matter what he looks like, Wen Jianyan is not going to adopt either of the two strategies of kissing him or hitting him - he admits that he is not that serious, And there is no hobby of live broadcast of this private affair.

Wen Jianyan took a step forward.

The man slept silently in front of him, looking like a large time bomb of terror.

Wen Jianyan frowned and bit her fingertips, red blood gushing out of the wound.

——Blood is also body/'liquid'.

He took a deep breath and stretched out his hand.

The white and bloody fingertips stayed on the other side's closed pale lips for a few seconds, pa-ta, bright red hot blood dripped down, landed on the man's lower lip, and flowed into the gap between the lips.

Wen Jianyan closed her eyes forcefully, and finally made five seconds of mental preparation, then gathered up her courage and pressed her fingertips down.

The man's lips were as cold as ice, and the extremely low temperature was like a needle while irritating Wen Jianyan's finger pulp.

But to his surprise, the marble-like cold and pale appearance was on the contrary, but the other party's lips were soft, and under his tension, they opened slightly without resistance.

"..."

Even more fucking weird.

Wen Jianyan shivered, and got rid of the goose bumps that climbed up on his skin. Then, he gritted his teeth, his heart turned violent, and he kept trying to "sex". He used his fingertips to pry the other party's teeth tightly, and warm blood would flow. Press the pulp of the finger on the tip of the other's unresponsive tongue.

【00:29】

The blood-red "color" on the top of the head began to count down. Although it was slow, the number was decreasing steadily and smoothly.

Wen Jianyan breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems to work.

He stared at the constantly beating numbers above his head. Thirty seconds could have gone by in the blink of an eye, but now it seemed extraordinarily long, and every second seemed to be separated by a century.

Suddenly, the numbers stopped.

【00:12】

With more than ten seconds left, the blood-red countdown suddenly stopped, and there was no trace of movement.

Wen Jianyan blinked in disbelief.

how?

After a brief panic, Wen Jianyan quickly realized the problem—the most likely reason was that the wound was too small and no longer oozing blood.

If had known that had just bitten harder, wouldn't have to suffer secondary damage now.

He sighed with a headache, ready to pull his fingers back.

——The next second, the feeling of being bitten on the fingertips.

"!"

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath, widened her eyes suddenly, and looked down in horror.

A pair of golden eyes stared at him in the dark.

"Color" is like molten gold, revealing a kind of inorganic frenzy and cruelty. He silently stares at the young man in front of him, as if he is staring at a prey, a bloody, unnatural, primitive and powerful.

It almost sent chills down the spine, and the blood "blood" congealed.

"..."

At that moment, Wen Jianyan had the illusion that he was captured.

He was rooted under his feet, unable to move in fear.

Until the cold and soft tongue clings to it, it is wet and flexible like a snake, and it wraps the young man's white fingertips hard, licking and sucking greedily.

Do not!

Wen Jianyan woke up abruptly, his pupils shrank, and he struggled hard!

However, the dark and quiet shadows around him boiled, as if they had had life, and the dark shadows wrapped around the youth's waist, thighs, and arms, and then dragged him away in the direction of the man—!

Wen Jianyan suddenly realized something.

These darkness... this space... itself is a part of the opponent's body.

This, how to play this!

Wen Jianyan was tied up tightly, her muscles were tense and tensed in fear, but she couldn't move an inch, she could only watch the man get closer and closer.

Cover the strange runes and lean on the upper body.

Deeper and darker, the darkness rolled over, spreading and licking every inch of the young man's skin, devouring his body little by little.

……pain.

It's more of a numbness than pain.

The body is disappearing, and the tightly bound limbs have lost their sense of existence.

The strength in the body is lost little by little.

After a brief daze, Wen Jianyan suddenly realized that he was being eaten.

- Literally "edible".

Wen Jianyan's pupils trembled, and the swear words that had accumulated in his mind for a lifetime lingered on the tip of his tongue, trying to pour out all of a sudden.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! ! !

What the hell! ! !

A pair of pale and strong arms solidified from the darkness, and black runes spread across the texture.

The man had already loosened Wen Jianyan's fingers at this moment, he stretched out his hand, hugged the young man's waist intimately, and pulled him into his arms.

He leaned down gently and touched the side of the young man's neck with the tip of his icy nose, as if he was sniffing the other person's warm and trembling skin, enjoying the fresh fragrance of flesh and blood.

Wen Jianyan shivered for a moment, then leaned back subconsciously, trying to avoid the other party's terror and danger.

Unfortunately, his struggles were almost ineffective.

It's over, it's over, it's over.

It's about to be eaten.

Just when Wen Jianyan was in despair, at this moment, a voice sounded in his ear: [The fruit of lies is ripe]

【Are you edible? 】

Wen Jianyan's eyes widened, and she answered decisively, "Yes!"

A hundred times, ten million times yes!

[Please tell a lie to the subject in front of you, it will become true unconditionally, the time limit is one minute]

【You have three chances】

Almost too late to think about it, Wen Jianyan looked at the man in front of him and said at the fastest speed, "You never woke up!"

Gululu.

In mid-air, the exquisite ten-sided dice began to turn.

【27/20】

【fail】

Wen Jianyan: "..."

I'm lucky, you cheer up!

【You have two chances】

Wen Jianyan gritted her teeth: "...you can't hurt me."

Gululu.

【98/40】

【Big failure】

Wen Jianyan: "..."

Help.

【You have a chance】

The inorganic sound resounded again.

With the passage of time, Wen Jianyan's body has been unable to move, and has completely lost consciousness from below the chest cavity.

The other party seemed to realize that the prey in his arms was unwilling to resist, and his arms tightened in displeasure.

A gasp was caught deep in his throat, accompanied by a whimper of bones.

Wen Jianyan's eyes were darkened, and the skin on the side of his neck felt terrifying.

The man buried his head between his neck and greedily licked the young man's warm white neck with his smooth and cold tongue.

... Of course, for the ghost in front of him, he is indeed delicious food.

"lick" "lick" "lick", "lick" your uncle "lick".

Wen Jianyan gritted his teeth, and showed a hideous smile. When he was about to die, he didn't care about anything. He had nowhere to vent his anger, and said unscrupulously and maliciously:

"You love me to the death, and you can't wait to be my dog."

Gululu.

【1/5】

【Big success】

[The lie is judged successfully]