Chapter 11

Wen Jianyan's back was tightly pressed against the cold and hard mirror surface, and the line from the neck to the chest was oppressed by a deep and thick shadow, which brought a feeling of dizziness that was almost suffocating.

"...Father."

His voice was hoarse, as if it was "forced" from the depths of his throat: "Are you there?"

The light outside the mirror came in from behind, the light and shadow moved, and the footsteps and conversations of the teammates could be vaguely heard.

As the light changed, it seemed that someone leaned in front of the mirror and tapped tentatively with their knuckles, as if observing whether there was another space hidden under the mirror.

The faint vibration was transmitted along the mirror surface, overlapping with the rapid rhythm of the heartbeat.

"..."

The darkness in front of him was dead silent.

Someone responded.

...

Wen Jianyan was oppressed and raised her head, breathing hard.

In front of him was a thick darkness that was completely unpenetrable by sight, like thick ink and thick clouds, shrouding his entire being.

The looming sense of touch that had seemed to appear in the past has completely solidified, and has become a ruthless bondage, with shadows of cold tentacles strangling into the skin, entangled in various parts of the body, and still following. The passage of time tightens little by little.

Every inch of skin was plunged into icy shadows.

The overly tight wrapping made Wen Jianyan curl up subconsciously, and was immediately pressed back onto the mirror surface.

The back of his head hit the mirror with a thud.

outside the mirror.

Yun Bilan, who put her palm on the mirror, was slightly startled, and looked deeper into the mirror.

"What's wrong?"

Wen Ya chased behind him: "Have you found any clues?"

"..."

Yun Bilan frowned: "I'm not sure."

There seemed to be movement inside, but it was so small that she was not sure whether the other party was trapped inside.

Wen Ya lowered her eyes and pondered for a while: "Let me try."

As she said that, she stepped over the yellow "hair" who was still crying and walked straight forward.

Wen Jianyan was dizzy and buzzing in her head.

Even so, his brain was still racing.

The situation is a little strange now.

Wen Jianyan was sure that he had violated the rules.

This copy has ended, and the other party's soul fragments are temporarily traced, which means that the transaction between them is still in progress.

The murderous intent hidden in his heart should still be revealed for the time being.

Entering the inside of the mirror world this time is also the acquiescence of the other party in a sense.

The other party has reasons, and he shouldn't tear his face and attack him at this time.

"Witch candle? Witch candle!"

Wen Jianyan shouted tentatively.

"..."

There was dead silence in the darkness, shadows surging silently, and no one answered.

Wen Jianyan narrowed her eyes slowly, a thoughtful look passing through her eyes.

He realized that the other party had appeared from the beginning.

Even if these shadows that symbolize the existence of the other party are floating around indefinitely, the "figure" of Wu Zhu's existence has appeared once.

If it is related to the journey in the second mirror in Decai Middle School——

At this time, before being awakened, the other party is completely conscious, and the shadow is like an ordinary, unconscious dead thing, and will not respond.

That is to say...

Perhaps the appearance of a "shape" signifies the opponent's rationality and consciousness, and when the "shape" disappears, these shadows are an unconscious, purely instinctive quantity.

If so, everything makes sense.

Due to the "mark" on his body, Sombra doesn't attack him, and may even treat him as a kind, and after he drags the second human in, the sleeping calm state is broken, and these out-of-control quantities begin to attack all intruders.

"Well……"

When Wen Jianyan was just thinking about it, the shadow wrapped around his thigh at some point.

Painkillers and palliatives have failed.

The pain that disappeared some time ago seemed to be just a deception to the senses. After the effect of the "medicine" disappeared, all the sensations were doubled back by the body.

The slightly rough cloth was pressed by the outside, and it was slowly ground and tied on the overly sensitive skin, which was hot and itchy, bringing a strong, almost shameful tingling.

"Grass!"

Wen Jianyan cursed uncontrollably.

He shivered a bit, and subconsciously curled up his body.

The shadow, who remained motionless no matter how she called it just now, finally responded this time.

Wen Jianyan's subconsciously curled body was forced to unfold under the external pressure, like a shellfish whose hard shell was pried open, forced to "exposed" the white, fragile, defenseless soft shellfish.

The next second, icy shadows cut into the gap between the cloth and the skin.

"I am grass!!"

Wen Jianyan bounced all over.

He sucked in a breath of cold air, his pupils shrank in horror, and subconsciously cursed: "I'm sick!!!"

The scorching hot skin was crushed and tortured by the cold dark tentacles, malicious and cruel, and it seemed to "force" more human voices and struggles.

"How the hell are you more perverted than when you are conscious!"

Wen Jianyan went crazy, and his whole body bounced.

Under the stimulation of pain, his eyes turned red, and the corners of his eyes were "forced" to see a little water "color", and physiological tears moistened the eyelashes:

"'Fuck'! Let me go!"

outside the mirror.

Wen Ya put her palm on the slightly vibrating mirror and narrowed her eyes: "It should be wrong."

Only determine the location of teammates, the next "operation" is very simple, there are items in the system mall that can pull teammates out.

However, the use distance of this item is extremely limited, the difference between different levels is large, and the effect is also very unstable. If you are not very sure of the location of your teammates, the probability of failure to use it is very high.

Wen Ya gritted her teeth and exchanged for the highest level item "Hook Claw" in her store.

After a few seconds, the hook made a light spot and disappeared.

It appears to have failed.

Seeing this, the hearts of several people sank.

Yun Bilan stepped forward: "Let me try."

Her level is the highest among the several anchors present, and the level of the open mall is also the highest.

Soon, Yun Bilan exchanged a higher level item and activated it.

The metal claws protruded into the mirror, like a fishhook falling into a smooth lake.

"..."

Everyone instinctively held their breath and waited anxiously.

Time passed bit by bit.

Every minute and every second passed by was extremely difficult.

Suddenly, the claws moved violently!

With a slight tremor, the slender iron wire was slowly pulled out from the mirror.

The next second, Wen Jianyan, who was tightly hooked to the neckline, was pulled out from the depths of the mirror, and she fell to the ground in an embarrassment.

"!!!"

Yun Bilan and the others all lit up in front of them, and they gathered around one after another, saying in a heartbeat, "Are you alright!"

"Can you still get up?"

"What's wrong?"

"..."

Wen Jianyan was lying on the floor, feeling dizzy, and it took five seconds to realize that she had been pulled out of the mirror.

",thing."

He shook his head, heaving a long sigh of relief like the rest of his life, and said hoarsely.

The rest of the people were startled by the raised face of the other party.

The other's cheekbones were stained with a morbid blush, the eye sockets and the tip of the nose were slightly red as if they had been bullied, the eyelashes were wet, and the amber-colored eyes were filled with wet tears.

"What's wrong?" Yun Bilan asked worriedly.

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath, shook her head slowly, and gritted her teeth, "It's something."

He stood up with the hands of his teammates, and just when he stood up straight, he couldn't help staggering under his feet.

Wen Jianyan's face changed slightly.

"Are you injured?" Wen Ya accurately captured the slight pause in the opponent's movements, and frowned worriedly.

"..."

Wen Jianyan gritted her teeth viciously, revealing a slightly distorted micro: "Yes, but it's an old injury. It was just a bump."

He opened the store, exchanged the pain reliever and the reliever, and poured it into his throat quickly, and his complexion finally returned to normal little by little.

"What about the yellow hair?"

He looked around.

Only then did Yun Bilan and the others react. They were so concerned about the safety of their teammates that they forgot the hostages for a while!

Several people looked at each other and saw the same condensed feeling in each other's eyes.

Yun Bilan ran out of the room, just in time to see Huang "Mao" reaching under the turntable to take the key.

Obviously, taking advantage of the chaos just now, the other party ran out and secretly turned the turntable.

Seeing that he had been discovered, Huang "Mao" jumped up suddenly, grabbed a few keys and ran forward! He quickly unscrewed a door and ran as if his ass was on fire!

"Chase! This guy ran away!"

Yun Bilan gritted her teeth and took steps to catch up, followed by the rest of the group.

Wen Jianyan's pace stopped.

He thought of something, turned his head and glanced into the bathtub.

Something glittered at the bottom of the tub, which must have been a prop he saw before entering the mirror.

He caught it as he ran out.

At the moment when the fingertips touched the props, the familiar system sound sounded in my ears: "Congratulations to the anchor for obtaining the hidden props in the dungeon (difficult)!"

【Collection degree 2/6】

——It's actually a difficult level!

Wen Jianyan's eyes lit up.

He didn't have time to look at the appearance of the prop, shoved it into his pocket at will, and hurriedly turned around and followed.

In any case, I'm still holding on to the yellow hair.

A few rooms above.

"Hey, what about people?"

Huicheng, who was walking in front, turned his head and was stunned.

The back is empty.

However, in just a few seconds, the yellow "hair" who was following not far away actually disappeared, leaving the slightest trace, as if it had evaporated out of thin air.

what happened?

"Hey, don't leave yet!" Huicheng stopped his teammates and said in a stern voice, "The yellow man is gone!"

"what?"

The rest of the people were stunned and stopped. They reversed their pace and returned to this room, and began to search for the figure of Huang "Mao".

Yes, the room in front of me was empty and there was no place for Tibetans.

Huang "Mao" disappeared for no reason.

How could such a thing happen? !

"Captain, what should I do?" The rest of them looked at Gray City.

Huicheng groaned for a long time and said, "Don't worry about him, we will move on."

Although it would be very troublesome to have yellow "hair", yes, now that the mission goal has been completed anyway, it is irrational to waste time for the other party.

Just as a few people left the room and came to the corridor, Gray City's phone suddenly vibrated with a buzzing sound.

He opened the phone and looked at it, and couldn't help but be stunned.

It is yellow "hair".

"What's wrong?" his teammate asked.

Gray City quickly walked to the window and said as he walked, "He said, let's look down, in the direction of five o'clock."

Obviously, they are looking at the atmosphere of yellow "hair", otherwise the other party would not be so clear about where they are now.

He stood at the window and swept in the direction that Huang "Mao" said on the text message.

Soon, his eyes stopped on a certain translucent corridor, and his pupils could not help shrinking slightly:

"Look!"

The rest of the teammates came forward one after another and looked in one direction.

A familiar voice was running down the corridor.

Gray City took a deep breath:

"It's the mission goal!"

He is actually dead!

Wen Jianyan stopped.

Not far away, Huang "Mao", who was trying to escape, was caught by one of his sturdy teammates. Now he was crying and hiding in the corner, and was beaten by Yun Bilan and Wen Yaren.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

Catch well.

but……

Suddenly, Wen Jianyan realized the strong sight coming from somewhere.

He turned his head to look, and soon caught sight of Hui Cheng, whose face was ashen not far away.

Huh, it was discovered.

Raising her eyebrows less, she turned her head to look at the huddled yellow hair in the distance.

He even sneaked away and sent help messages to his teammates. It seems that this guy has what he imagined.

but……

Wen Jianyan visually inspected the other side's viewing angle and realized that he could only see himself from all directions, not the yellow "hair" who was beaten violently in the corner.

Just right.

The curvature of his lips deepened slightly.

"Stop for a while."

Wen Jianyan stepped forward, pulled away a teammate who still had enough to vent, and slowly persuaded: "Don't fight, it's not good to beat people."

The tearful Huang "Mao" raised his eyes and looked at the young man in front of him.

The other party lowered his eyes and looked over, the corners of his brows and eyes had a bit of gentleness, and a pair of amber pupils showed a clear texture under the light, with a particularly friendly temperament.

Wen Jianyan walked in step by step.

He stretched out his hand, picked up the yellow "hair" that fell on the ground, and gently patted the dust off his body.

"Is it okay?"

Be less authentic.

"..."

Huang "Mao" shook his head blankly.

For some reason, the image of being in the mirror just now, the other party dragged him to escape, flashed in his mind.

Maybe he is... as scary as he imagined?

"It's all right."

Wen Jianyan took a step forward, reached out and hugged his neck affectionately, took him away from the blind spot of vision just now, raised his hand and pointed out:

"look."

Huang "Mao" raised his head and looked in the direction the other party pointed.

Ash City's livid face appeared within sight.

"...???!!!"

Huang "hair" was cold and "hair" was standing upright, his scalp was numb, his whole body froze, and there was only one sentence playing repeatedly in his mind——

It's over, it's over, it's over, it's over!

Announcement to my own people has been found! ! !

Seemingly noticing the taut body with the yellow hair under his arms, Wen Jian said softly:

"What are you nervous about?"

"Since we've all been contacted..."

He narrowed his eyes, and the amber eyeballs had a bit of vagueness in them, like a cat playing with its prey, with a childish evil feeling:

"Why don't you say hello to an old friend?"

in the room above.

A few people in Gray City have such good vision as yellow "hair".

All he could see was that the target person seemed to have noticed their gaze, then walked towards the blind spot of his vision, and then he and Huang "Mao" appeared within their line of sight.

The two brothers hugged their shoulders nicely, and their faces seemed to be faint, and they were waving towards this side.

"…………"

Gray City's expression was as cold as if it could fall off ice slag.

"Damn it! I said why I used it every time I used it before! This guy really is an internal response!!"

The third child jumped up irritably: "When did they hook up! 'Fuck'!"

"I know, this little road has been fooling us with his exaggerated performances..." Another teammate gritted his teeth viciously and said word by word: "Damn, it turned out to be a foreign enemy."

below.

Wen Jianyan waved her hand squintingly, and hugged each other's shoulders with one hand: "guess, what do your old friends think of your friends?"

"..."

Huang "Mao"'s face was pale, his body stiffened, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably.

"It doesn't look very happy."

Wen Jianyan gave a "tsk" and shook his head lightly.

He stretched out his hand and lightly took out his mobile phone from Huang "Mao"'s pocket.

Because it was too urgent, the screen of the mobile phone had time to close, and it still stayed on the interface of sending information.

Wen Jian swept the scan at a glance, and raised his eyebrows:

"Sure enough, because I'm being chased and the time is urgent, there is a reason to explain the matter, just let them look in this direction, right?"

"If that's the case, you guess they think you're prompting—"

With his eyes closed, he turned his head slightly closer to the other party, his eyes moved towards the end of his eyes, and swept upwards in a fluttering manner, his voice was soft and sweet:

"Or provocation?"

"I believe that they must be very eager to find the answer in person."

"..."

Huang "Mao" was completely dumbfounded.

His eyes moved one by one, and finally settled on Wen Jianyan's face.

Young's face is beautiful, like an angel under the halo, with a band around his lips, the previous fragility has been swept away, and at this moment, in the eyes of Huang "Mao", it is as terrifying as a devil.

He raised his hand, gently stuffed the phone back into Huang "Mao"'s pocket, and said softly:

"This is the last time, understand?"

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