Chapter 57

Wen Jian speaks at a steady speed, with little ups and downs in the whole process, hardly too fast.

Yes, Su Cheng was still overwhelmed by the excessive amount of information in this sentence, and he almost couldn't keep up with the ideas above.

Although he didn't fully understand what Fang said, he was infected by a certain emotion contained in Wen Jian's words, and he couldn't help but feel cold all over his body, and the cold "hairs" stood on end.

"Wait, what are you thinking?"

Su Cheng felt his temple's "points" suddenly swollen and painful, and his mind was also "chaotic" into a pot of porridge, and stammered and asked:

"What third jar?"

Wen Jianyan sighed, raised his hand and patted Su Cheng's shoulder, and said in a relieved tone, "It's okay, it's good to be simple-minded."

Su Cheng: "..."

Hey, it's really bad for you to speak.

[Integrity First] In the live broadcast room:

"Ah? Wait? I didn't understand it either! Can someone explain it to me!"

"That is to say, this soul lock altar is practiced one by one, and only one can destroy the next one. This woman made a mistake when she practiced the last one, and she didn't succeed, so now I use this group of anchors to practice the lock soul altar. ."

"Good guy, this npc is too poisonous, I really think she's helping the anchor."

"It's no wonder that no anchor has ever completed the task of Wen Po before... This task is completely impossible to complete!"

"Isn't this a mortal situation? I haven't seen the copy of Antai Community before, can you tell me if you have seen it?"

"How could it be a mortal situation? This is a limited-time copy, not a decrypted copy."

", I've seen it a few times, the anchor here has two options, one is to enter the gossip mirror to complete the task, the other is to not enter the gossip mirror to complete the task, those who do not enter the gossip mirror will be chased and killed by those monsters, and those who enter the gossip mirror are Start competing with each other, like now.

The survival rate fluctuates quite a lot. If the competition is not strong, it can reach 50%. If the competition is strong, it may only survive a few, but it has not been completely destroyed. , the live anchor is counted as a customs clearance and leaves the dungeon. "

"Said... the third Soul Locking Altar has never been refined?"

"should be."

Wen Jianyan looked at Su Cheng, cleared her throat, and said straightly:

"Simply put, Po Wen is not a good thing. She released tasks and distributed it to so many anchors in the gossip mirror. The purpose is to induce us to fight in the mirror world, so that she can successfully become the third lock soul. Tan, do you understand?"

Su Cheng: "...Understood."

He couldn't help looking at the gossip mirror in Wen Jianyan's hand, and hesitantly asked:

"Then this mirror...?"

Wen Jianyan lowered her head and glanced lightly at the gossip mirror in her hand, and replied, "It's just a passage, a door that allows outsiders to enter the interior of the Soul Locking Altar. These gossip mirrors are not hidden objects, but real hidden objects. It is a connected soul-locking altar, and there are many doors, but there is only one jar."

Su Cheng was stunned for a moment, and revealed a stunned expression.

I see……

No wonder there are so many mirrors in the world that are judged to be hidden objects. It is precisely because they are not hidden objects that there are so many.

Wen Jianyan put the gossip mirror in her pocket, raised her eyes and looked at Fang: "Is the question almost?"

"Well, it's almost there."

Su Cheng took a deep breath, raised his hand and wiped his face with the ground.

He really didn't come...

The woman who rescued them from being chased and intercepted by monsters, gave them props, and gave them tasks, actually had such a vicious heart!

This old woman is really too evil, even now Qifang's cloudy eyes covered with white shadows can't help but feel a chill down the back of his spine.

Su Cheng looked up at Wen Jianyan: "Then what do we do next?"

Wen Jianyan took her mobile phone from Su Cheng, turned on the screen, and glanced down at the time: "Less than four hours left for the copy to end."

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and gently rubbed the edge of the phone with his fingertips: "Of course, according to the original plan, it is also a good choice to continue waiting until the dungeon is over, but..."

Su Cheng couldn't help but take over: "But...?"

Wen Jianyan raised his eyelashes, and his light pupils were illuminated by the phone screen, showing a soft and transparent translucent texture. He raised the corners of his lips and revealed a bright smile:

"I hate being lied to."

Su Cheng: "…………"

Dog liar, are you really thinking when you say this?

The young man blinked, with a rare childish look in his eyes: "Do you think I am the one who was duped obediently?"

Su Cheng was silent for a while: "...No."

I think you're the one who in turn tricked the last pair of pants.

The smile on Wen Jianyan's lips widened: "Look, we've reached a consensus."

Su Cheng: ? ?

He was stunned: "Ah? What consensus?"

Wen Jianyan stretched out her arms naturally, the brothers hooked Fang's shoulders nicely, and announced with a smile, "Of course it's a consensus from the anti-pit."

"..."

Su Cheng slowly closed his eyes.

He knew that this group of people would not stop until they were done with everyone—whether it was the anchor, the public, or the NPCs in the dungeon.

Forget it, get used to it.

Even in this dungeon, 1316 is an extraordinarily scary room.

The door was tightly closed, and there were several large locks on the outside, which were firmly locked with iron chains that shone with cold light. Going up is extraordinarily lifeless, full of unspeakable evil spirits.

Su Cheng stared at Room 1316 not far away, couldn't help swallowing his saliva, and said slowly:

"That...can you say it again? Why are we here?"

Wen Jianyan has stepped forward at this moment. He bent down and looked at the thick chain that locked the door deadly. Wei Gong's back was extraordinarily thin.

Without turning his head, he said:

"Didn't I say it? In the inner world, the other seven soul-locking altars should be sealed here."

"I understand this."

Su Cheng's eyes were glued to the talisman paper attached to the door, and his voice trembled slightly: "Yes, shouldn't this be telling us not to come near here?"

Wen Jianyan turned her head and glanced at him: "trust me, in the whole copy, there is no one who does not enter this room better than me."

The unknown thing here is not only related to "Father", but also insulted by him from all angles. In short, the beam is almost finished.

However, the difference between the outer world and the inner world is still very big, and he is not completely out of luck.

In addition, he also made Su Cheng wait in the distance. If something goes wrong, he can use the props in the first instance to pull him out of the room.

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath, magically took out a thin wire from his pocket, and stirred it skillfully in the keyhole of the chain. Soon, with a soft click, the chain was instantly released. .

Wen Jianyan quickly caught the chain with her eyes and hands, and her upper body was brought to a slight bend involuntarily.

He did the same and opened the door of 1316 as well.

"Squeak-"

Only a soft sound was heard, and the door covered with spells slowly slid inwards.

Darkness, thick indissoluble darkness.

From the depths of the room came a carrion-like stench, mixed with traces of blood, making it almost disgusting.

Wen Jianyan calmed down, turned on the flashlight of her mobile phone, and looked into the room.

The faint light of the flashlight barely penetrated the darkness, shaking in the room—

Unexpectedly, there was nothing in the whole room.

Empty "swing", "swing", without even a tool.

The wallpaper was peeled off, and it didn't matter even if large pieces of wall skin were taken away, it looked mottled, and the original floor was also pried away, leaving only the bare cement embryo.

Yes, the strong rancid smell became stronger, and the smoker could hardly open his eyes.

At this moment, a familiar mechanical sound came from my ear:

[Detecting that the conditions are met, do you spend points to activate the item [Mr. Mirror]? 】

Wen Jianyan was startled.

This has never happened!

He opened the backpack with doubts, and saw that the [Mr. Mirror] he had arrived in the first dungeon jumped to the first grid of the backpack at some point, and a small red dot appeared in the upper right corner. .

"What's wrong?"

Su Cheng's frightened voice came from not far away: "What did you find?"

"Do not……"

Wen Jianyan frowned and replied, "The system sent a reminder that the props I received in the last dungeon can be activated."

"What's the use after activation?" Su Cheng asked.

"do not know."

Su Cheng was stunned: "Then... how many points are needed for activation?"

Wen Jianyan shrugged, "I don't know."

"Don't try?" Su Cheng suggested.

Wen Jianyan was lost in thought.

He had been tricked by the mechanism of this Nightmare Live Room too many times before, especially the first dungeon. The points he had just accumulated were promoted to the apple seedling in a blink of an eye. The most important thing is that this mirror fragment and that strange Men are closely related. What if something unexpected happens after activation?

Like... wake up that gang or something?

Yes, every item is basically useful, especially when it reaches the level of legend, Wen Jianyan is curious about what it is used for.

But now that it has come this far...

Forget it, try it!

Wen Jianyan gritted her teeth and activated the prop.

【20000 points will be deducted from your account】

20,000 is fine.

The next second, a fragment of a mirror reflecting faint waves of light slowly appeared in Wen Jianyan's palm.

don't say...

After staying in the dungeon of Antai Community for so long, Wen Jianyan felt a little scared when she saw the mirror. Although she knew it was her own prop, she was still afraid of something strange in the mirror, or suddenly dragged him in. What.

but……

How should this be used?

Wen Jianyan poked the watch in the mirror with some doubts.

Suddenly, a strong attraction came, pulling him into the depths of the mirror!

Wen Jianyan's eyes widened suddenly, and she could hardly hold back the swear words she blurted out.

Grass!

No! You really come! ! ! !

"..."

Wen Jianyan was a little broken.

Speaking out of the law is not such a word out of the law! ! !