Chapter 261

In front of the counter, Su Cheng and the others waited anxiously.

Soon, a rush of footsteps came from the dark room, running straight in this direction!

"They're back!" Zhang Yu said in a low voice.

As soon as his words fell, Qi Qian and the others rushed straight into the light. Although they looked embarrassed, they were fine.

"Did it work?" Zhang Yu went up to meet him.

Su Cheng also hurried forward, looking at Wen Jianyan in An Xin's arms:

"how is he?"

With An Xin's support, Wen Jianyan sat down at the place closest to the oil lamp.

His eyelashes were drooping, his face lacked the slightest color, and he looked terribly pale, and his body was as cold as a corpse, as if his vitality was still being drained from his body. He gasped, shook his head, Said in a weak voice:

"good."

He took a deep breath: "Wait."

This time, they didn't use sacrifices that could share the damage. After all, they only had the last half of the incense on hand, so it was meaningless to use it.

Therefore, this time, the function of incense is not to sacrifice, but to introduce "customers" into the dark room, and start offering at the place closest to the tomb.

As long as the offering starts, the "road" that is more restrictive but also more demanding will emerge.

Next, all they need to do is to use methods other than sacrifices to introduce "customers" before the incense burns out.

And during this whole process, the burning of incense cannot be stopped, otherwise, that "road" will disappear immediately, which means that Wen Jianyan's vitality must continue to flow until the dungeon judges that the customer has entered the grave to be "eaten".

Their action this time is nothing short of a gamble.

The bet is a time difference.

Whether the remaining half stick of incense is burned first, or the customers are led into the tomb first.

All they can do now is wait.

Wen Jianyan leaned against the wall, the strength in his body was gradually drained, and gradually tilted, his eyelids seemed to become heavy with the passage of time, and he seemed a little drowsy.

"Isn't it over yet?" Su Cheng waited anxiously, with fine sweat on his forehead, he shook Wen Jianyan's hand, "His hand is getting colder and colder."

Qi Qian shook his head solemnly:

"It seems that it takes longer for customers to walk into the tomb than I thought."

What's more, the dungeon of [Prosperity Building] is different from other dungeons. Due to its high difficulty, it has its own internal system. Therefore, the crisis in the dungeon basically cannot be solved by using the props in the system mall. Even the life-threatening props cannot be used on Wen Jianyan.

Although the burning lamp oil can slowly restore human vitality, the gap between the speed of recovery and the speed of consumption is really too big, it is simply a drop in the bucket, and it will not cause much impact.

"Here."

Tangerine Candy, who had been leaning not far away, closed her eyes and rested her mind, did not know when she looked over. She took out something from her pocket and threw it to Su Cheng who was closest to Wen Jianyan.

Su Cheng took the things in a hurry and took a closer look.

...It turned out to be the spare lamp oil of the orange candy team.

"If one plate is not enough, order this one." After Orange Tang finished speaking, she closed her eyes again and lay down back to her original position.

Su Cheng: "Many, thank you."

The group immediately became busy. They didn't care about saving resources anymore, but lit all the lamp oil pans and candles they could collect, and put them near Wen Jianyan.

The lights of different colors superimposed on each other, and the back of the counter suddenly lit up. I don't know if it was an illusion. Under the light, the face of the other party looked like

It's really not as bad as before.

Wen Jianyan lowered her head, her long silver hair covered her pale side face, her eyes were tightly closed, as if she was asleep.

Su Cheng and the others stared at his face nervously, waiting quietly.

It must be useful!

The feeling of the loss of vitality is very strange. At the beginning, you will feel fear and weakness, but afterward, you will only feel cold.

Wen Jianyan was drowsy.

He felt that his body temperature was losing, and his consciousness gradually became dark and blurred, as if he would fall asleep in the next second.

so cold.

He closed his eyes and shivered, and instinctively leaned towards the side, but the other beings around him didn't seem to have any warmth either.

Even colder than him, like an ice cellar.

A deep voice sounded, and the tone seemed a little displeased: "You are too cold."

Wen Jianyan was startled, raised his eyelids, and looked in the direction of the voice.

Wu Zhu frowned, leaned over to look at the human being in his arms, and commented in a natural way: "I still prefer when you are warm."

Wen Jianyan: "."

Ah, it seems that he has passed out again, otherwise this guy wouldn't have appeared in front of his eyes in such a big way.

I don't know if it's because I'm used to this not-too-dangerous way of getting along, or because it's too cold and my brain is frozen, a cold joke slipped out without thinking:

"Because... eat while it's hot?"

Wu Zhu tilted his head slowly, his cold and inhuman golden eyes gleamed in the darkness, as if he was seriously thinking about the feasibility of Wen Jianyan's words.

He leaned closer.

At the same time, the surrounding black fog condensed into tentacles, forcing Wen Jianyan to raise his head.

The cold and wet tip of the tongue slowly licked the young man's throat, and the sharp tip of the teeth even picked up a small piece of flesh, gnawing on it like molars.

In fact, as soon as the words were spoken, Wen Jianyan regretted it.

He raised his head, feeling the other party licking and biting his throat, and the place where the cold lips and tongue had bitten him suddenly became hot, and the instinctive trembling came over him, and he couldn't help being stiff all over, and his scalp was numb.

You said why did you remind him of this!

Wen Jianyan regretted it.

A few seconds later, Wu Zhu let go of the human's soft and white neck, and the scarlet tongue tip licked the corners of his lips.

"Yes," he said.

Those golden eyes locked on the young man in front of him, as if he was still biting the throat of his prey, his voice was deep and hoarse, like the cold threat of death, and like a private whisper between lovers.

"I prefer to eat it hot."

he concluded.

Wen Jianyan took a sharp breath and opened his eyes suddenly.

The too bright light made him dizzy, his body's weakness has not yet fully recovered, and the too violent movements made his eyes go dark, and he almost fainted again.

"Wen Wen! You're awake!" A joyful voice came from the side,

"Great!" Su Cheng rushed over with an eager expression, "Are you feeling uncomfortable? How do you feel?"

"Hmm..." Wen Jianyan groaned in pain.

He felt as if his body had been thrown from a tall building. His bones, muscles, and skin were all separated from each other. The strong sense of exhaustion made him extremely cold, and his whole body shivered uncontrollably.

"It's... not bad."

He took a deep breath, and after the dizziness in his vision dissipated a little, he looked up:

"Where is the customer? Did you send it away?"

Seeing that Wen Jianyan was fine, Su Cheng couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief. He nodded and replied

Said: "Yes, your plan succeeded."

Qi Qian on the side added:

"From half a minute before you woke up, the darkness in the store began to gradually dissipate. Although we haven't entered the dark room to check, judging from the current situation in the store, there shouldn't be much suspense. "

After getting the exact answer, Wen Jianyan also let out a long sigh of relief.

"That dark coin..."

As soon as he wanted to get up, Su Cheng forcefully pushed him back, "An Xin went to get it, and he should be back soon. Don't worry, just take a rest."

It was only then that Wen Jianyan realized that he was lying in a sea of light. All the oil pans and candles were lit and placed in front of him. It seemed to bring a slight warmth, which poured into his body continuously.

No wonder he woke up so early despite wearing out so much this time.

He frowned: "But it's too wasteful to use resources like this..."

"Don't worry, it's not just because of you," Su Cheng shook his head, pointing to Zhang Yu, Tangerine Candy, Nursery Rhyme and others not far away, "They also consumed too much vitality in the previous offerings. The next road will go more smoothly, and to meet the challenges that may come, we must recover our physical strength as soon as possible."

Too.

Wen Jianyan nodded, closed her eyes, leaned back to her original position, and began to concentrate on recovering her strength.

The silver-white hair fell down smoothly, exposing the neck.

Su Cheng's gaze rested on his neck suspiciously for a moment.

wait, are those teeth marks?

Still got it wrong?

Before he could observe carefully, there was a sound of hurried footsteps not far away.

It's An Xin.

He ran back from the dark room, holding a gray-white Ming coin in his hand, with an excited expression: "Captain, I got it!"

Although they already had psychological expectations, after getting a definite answer, everyone couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief, showing a relaxed expression.

Great, it looks like it really worked.

They sent away the last customer with half a stick of incense, and all that was left was

"Ring ring ring!"

It's just what you say.

A crisp ringing of the phone rang, echoing in the dark and huge shop.

Qi Qian stepped forward quickly and picked up the phone.

A familiar stiff female voice came from it:

"Congratulations on your achievement."

"Do you want to open the path to the next floor?"

Qi Qian replied without hesitation: "Yes."

The phone was disconnected, and a "beep beep" busy tone came from the other side of the microphone.

After he put the phone back where it was, the glass door not far away slowly opened to both sides, and the door was no longer an endless dark corridor, but a staircase leading to the top.

The stairs stretched upwards, and the end was shrouded in darkness, making it impossible to see clearly.

is the way to continue upward.

Wen Jianyan supported the counter and stood up, staring closely at the door, feeling his heart beating slightly faster, he had to take a deep breath and force himself to calm down.

Further up is the most critical floor of the entire Changsheng Building.

It is also the most core area in the entire dungeon.

Fifth Floor