Chapter 109

[Integrity First] Live Room:

"Hahahahaha grass, yellow 'hair', miserable!"

"Hahahahahahahaha, wife, do you think you are scary!"

"Very scary movie, die of laughter!"

"!!!"

Huang "Mao" took a step back in horror, but before he could do anything, a pair of arms suddenly protruded out of the mirror.

The other party's skin was warm, his arms were slender but strong, he grabbed his neck lightly and skillfully, pressed all his terrified screams back into his throat, and used gravity to yank him into the mirror. .

"No no no no!"

Huang "Mao"'s legs kicked in the air.

The mirror was like an open mouth, swallowing him whole without leaving a trace.

In the next second, Huang "Mao" only felt that the world was spinning in front of his eyes, and the thick darkness was pressing down heavily.

"Uuuuuuuuuuu!!"

His eyes trembled in horror in their sockets, looking at Nian in front of him in shock, trembling like a frightened bird.

The moment the other party let go of him, Huang "Mao" jumped three feet away in an instant.

"Ahhhh!"

With a sad face, he ran all the way from the mirror that came in, slapped the mirror with his palm frantically, making a bang bang sound, but the mirror didn't move at all.

Looking at the back of his teammate not far away, Huang "Mao" screamed:

"Help, help ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!"

However, all the sounds were easily blocked by the mirror, and all the struggles seemed so powerless.

Wen Jianyan didn't stop him.

On the contrary, his eyes did not fall on Huang "Mao" at all.

In the moment after returning to the mirror again, a strong sense of threat struck, and the radar to detect danger instinctively gave an alarm in his mind, making Wen Jianyan tense instantly.

He involuntarily turned his head and looked into the darkness.

Shadows surged restlessly in the dark, like the ocean on the eve of a storm, with terrifying waves that devoured people.

The previously non-attacking, almost unconsciously floating shadow is no longer warm, and the darkness is shaking like a beast with fangs.

At this moment, Huang "Mao" also felt the fear that seemed to originate from the depths of his soul. He turned his head sharply and looked at Wen Jianyan in horror, as if the other party was about to bite his own throat:

"You, you...what are you doing?"

Grass.

Wen Jianyan's pupils shrank, and she couldn't help but curse in her heart.

He looked at the yellow "hair" in front of him and said very quickly:

"You shouldn't have asked me what to do..."

Nian hurried forward, suddenly pulled up the yellow hair that was shrunk by the mirror, gritted his teeth and said, "You should ask, what is this space going to do to us both!"

? ? ?

Huang "Mao" was stupid.

What... what do you mean?

Huang "Mao" was dragged and stepped forward, he stumbled behind Wen Jianyan, still a little bit lost, turned his head and looked behind him subconsciously.

At this sight, his courage was almost shattered.

The darkness that had been very flat just now was completely disturbed, and boundless chaos surged, pressing down from the top of the head like a dark ocean.

At that moment, a strong trembling sensation surged up against the tailbone.

This is not the horror of seeing ghosts, but the feeling of insignificance and panic when humans face earthquakes and tsunamis.

It makes the knees go weak and the whole body is weak, as if it will be crushed by this overwhelming power in the next second.

"What are you doing? Run!"

Wen Jianyan tugged at the yellow "hair" and jumped three feet high like a cat with its tail stepped on: "Hurry up, or do you want to die!!"

Huang "Mao" suddenly came back to his senses.

His face was miserable, there was no trace of blood, his forehead was sweaty, and his teeth were chattering. Despite this, his legs were involuntarily opened, and his instinctive desire to survive was burning in the depths of his body, causing him to use Run as hard as you can.

"This party!"

Wen Jianyan dragged the yellow "hair" and, according to her memory, ran away to the side that entered first.

He could clearly feel that the shadow beside him was no longer as "friendly" as it was at first.

Kindness is not accurate.

At first, the darkness seemed to be in the copy of [Virtue and Talent]. It was sleeping, unconscious, like a dead thing, and since he pulled the second person in, it seemed like it was half awakened. That strong, overwhelming vicious attack was about to pounce.

Wen Jianyan's scalp was numb.

He could feel that this maliciousness was not only aimed at Huang "Mao", it was aimed at him.

Oh shit.

This golden finger is too fucking impractical!

Can you only use it half a time?

Even the first time is not over, it will be backlashed, what kind of bullshit gold finger! ! !

The thin shadow around him entangled his limbs and torso, bringing an icy chill, like a prey entangled by snakes, waiting for an opportunity to break his bones.

Wen Jianyan activated the props and struggled to break free from the shadows again and again.

The last time was fine, the density of the shadows didn't seem to be solid enough, but as time went on, the strength of the shadows' dragging became stronger and stronger.

It's like sinking into a swamp, the more you struggle, the faster you sink.

Right now, right now!

just in front!

Wen Jianyan's eyes were fixed on the "door" not far away, and the flickering candlelight got closer and closer, zooming in on the ground.

Coming soon!

The mirror was close at hand, but in the next second, the solid shadow struck again, wrapped around his legs, and happened to squeeze into the soft inner skin.

"……what!"

Nian's pupils shrank, and a suppressed whimper overflowed from the depths of his throat.

Maybe it's too long, the pain reliever seems to be slowly losing its effect, the already worn part is hot, and the intense pain spreads from the excessively tender and sensitive skin.

Wen Jianyan stumbled.

Huang "Mao" was startled, then turned to look at Nian who suddenly slowed down: "You..."

However, before he could say anything, he felt a strong press on his back.

In the next second, his entire body was out of balance, and he stumbled into the mirror in front of him!

"Ahhhh!!"

Huang "Mao" closed his eyes and screamed subconsciously.

However, the imaginary collision did not come. He seemed to have passed through something in the form of a film. He was dizzy and rolled on the ground twice until his back hit a hard corner. down.

His face turned terrified, and he opened his eyes cautiously like a frightened animal.

In front of it was a small closed room, a candle was quietly burning in front of the mirror, the tears from the candle below had already condensed, and there was an unpleasant smell floating in the air.

Like some rancid burnt smell.

Under a shimmer of light, Huang "Mao" could see the face distorted by fear in the mirror.

He stood up tremblingly, frantically groping on the wall, trying to find a way to escape.

In the next second, Wudao "touched" something in his hand, only to hear a soft "click", the wall in front of him suddenly moved, Huang "Mao" lost his center of gravity and stumbled out.

"Why are you here?!"

A shocked female voice sounded from above her head.

Huang "Mao" was dazed by the sudden strong light, he raised his head blankly, his dizzy field of vision gradually became clear, and a surprised female face appeared in front of him.

Chi, who was confused by panic, gradually returned to the cage.

Huang "Mao" immediately recognized that the person in front of him was the teammate of the target person.

"..."

Done.

Yun Bilan Wen Ya could hardly believe her own eyes.

Just a few rooms away, Huang "Mao", who was preparing to walk away from the blind spot of their vision, suddenly pushed open the closed door of the mirror room and stumbled in from inside for no apparent reason! !

This... how is this possible?

Wen Ya turned her head to look out the window in disbelief, and then looked at the yellow "hair" in front of her, her expression tangled and confused, as if she couldn't match the logic.

Going past the collapsed Huang "Mao", Yun Bilan looked up at the room behind him.

The door was wide open, and the already narrow space was almost unobstructed.

It was empty inside, and there was no second person.

"..."

Yun Bilan slowly narrowed her eyes.

Huang [Mao], who was trying to shrink his sense of existence, suddenly felt his hair being pulled up viciously, and was forced to raise his face in horror.

"What about him?"

The blue-haired woman leaned over, and roughly held her yellow hair in one hand, while narrowing her eyes, she asked coldly.

There was severe pain in the scalp, and Huang "Mao"'s eyes burst into tears, and he screamed:

"I, I, I don't know—"

Before he could finish speaking, he felt the other person's fingers squeeze again: "Ahhhh!"

Huang "Mao" cried and screamed.

Yun Bilan got closer and asked word by word, "What about him?"

"Mirror...Mirror...he's still in the mirror-"

Huang "Mao" burst into tears and replied with a whimper.

Yun Bilan let go of her hand, Wen Ya looked at each other suspiciously.

mirror?

Looking at the crying yellow "Mao", Wen Ya's eyes also darkened.

She stepped forward slowly, dragged Huang "Mao" by the collar, ignoring the helpless struggle of the other party, and dragged him back into the narrow secret room.

"In which mirror?"

Wen Ya's voice was soft, but the movements on her hands did not lighten the strength.

Huang "Mao" curled up, choked with tears.

"I don't like being rough." Wen Ya's attitude was still not sullen, and she said gently: "But some people in our team like it very much."

Behind her, Yun Bilan grinned viciously.

"So, don't lie and don't shirk the blame." Wen Ya asked softly, "Answer my question, understand?"

"!!!"

Huang "Mao"'s tears flowed fiercely, and he went crazy while crying.

Wooooooooo this girl is so scary ah ah ah!!!

He raised his hand tremblingly and pointed at one of the mirrors: "Then, that side—"

The person was startled and looked in the mirror.

inside the mirror.

In the darkness, Nian's body was pressed against the mirror by the shadow.

The smooth waist was forced to stretch out a flexible arc.

Behind him, his teammates looked suspiciously, but no one could penetrate this barrier and see what was happening in the mirror.

"Well"

In the dark, shadows rolled.

A low whimper spilled out of his throat, with a shudder-like vibrato, spreading with uneven gasps, scratching like a cat's claws.

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