Chapter 315

In the damp, shadowed hotel room, the dark water swayed slightly, imprinted with shimmering light.

There was a faint smell of blood in the air.

"So, when did I wake up?"

Wu Zhu stretched his limbs and leaned lazily at the end of the bed, allowing the human being in front of him to insert the warm fingertips between his long hair, and to follow the strength of the other person to raise his head.

"Let me see..."

With a smile on her lips, Wen Jianyan caressed and played with the cold hair of the other party, her eyes were narrowed to cover the sharpness of her eyes, and her slightly hoarse ending was frivolous.

Not at first.

Wu Zhu is a god, a different kind rather than a human being.

Although he is the "evil" side, in a certain sense, he is also arrogant and pure. Such an existence would not choose such a method of showing weakness, stealing, adultery, and trickery to confuse others...

What's more, the other party doesn't have such good acting skills.

Bloodis the key.

The opponent's awakening must have been after feeding blood and starting to "eat".

So what time period is it?

Wen Jianyan leaned down slightly, clutching Wu Zhu's long hair between his fingers, looking down at that handsome and evil pale face condescendingly, pressed his injured but no longer bleeding fingertips on the other's pale lips side:

"It was when you bit me, right?"

Both before and after are wrong answers.

Wen Jianyan is confident in his ability to recognize people. If the other party recovers from being ignorant and rational in any other period of time, no matter how subtle the changes are, he will be sure to catch them. ...except for the moment when the other party bites down lightly.

Although Wen Jianyan didn't want to admit it, but...

He was indeed a little flustered at the time, that's why he ignored the signs of awakening on Wu Zhu's body.

What's more, that hit was too light.

It's not like tearing the prey apart with teeth and grabbing more blood. It's far-fetched to say that it's going to be retained, but if the other party has reason, then everything can be explained.

"That's right."

In the groggy darkness, those golden eyes were shining brightly.

Even though he knew that Wen Jianyan's confusion just now was just a way to confuse himself, Wu Zhu didn't seem to mind.

The corners of the thin lips are slightly raised, revealing a bit of white and sharp teeth, and the eyes are tightly locked on the prey in front of them, as if they are doubly excited.

The cold and wide hand is still held on the young man's waist. Through the thin, damp cloth, he can feel the warmth and flexibility of the other party. The tight skin undulates slightly with the breathing, as if it contains vigorous heat and vitality. .

He couldn't help but want to explore more.

Before Wu Zhu's fingers slid down the hollow of the spine, Wen Jianyan suddenly smiled, and then stopped smiling.

"let go."

he ordered coldly.

Jingle.

The Ouroboros bracelet was pulled by some force in the darkness, forcing the opponent's hands away from his waist.

As a result, Wu Zhu was once again fixed in place and could not move.

Watching the other party's appearance of being controlled in all his actions, Wen Jianyan finally let out a long breath and stood up happily.

"Okay, now answer my question."

He stood in front of Wu Zhu, stared at him condescendingly, and turned to the hole behind him:

"What's inside?"

"The core." Wu Zhu told Wen Jianyan the answer very easily without any struggle.

...and this answer hardly makes any sense.

Wen Jianyan frowned:

"This copy?"

"You can say that." Wu Zhu said lightly.

Wen Jianyan was sensitive to the hidden, seemingly deeper, metaphors hidden in the other party's words.

He turned his head, and his eyes once again fell on the huge hole that seemed to be able to absorb everything in it, and said slowly:

"There has to be some other way to get into it, right?"

"right."

It's like the fifth floor in [Changsheng Building].

If he tries to enter it through a shortcut, then he should never think about it again. If he wants to really get in touch with the core, he must find the path allowed by the rules.

Wen Jianyan lowered her eyes, as if recalling something.

After entering the dungeon just now, he once glanced at the content of the barrage.

He remembered that someone mentioned that the dungeon of [Prosperous Hotel] had been closed before, and it was only opened again this time. Because there was no precedent, the barrage had been discussing this issue for a long time.

Why is it closed?

What is the reason for turning it on this time?

More importantly...

Now that he has obtained the so-called "mission", is it possible that the captain of another team has also received similar guidance in the form of a mission?

If the answer is yes, then the purpose of the gentlemen may be related to this.

So, they are also trying to find and get in touch with the "core".

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Wen Jianyan raised his eyes, looked in Wu Zhu's direction again, and asked the second question slowly: "What does this dungeon have to do with you?"

Wu Zhu didn't answer.

Wen Jianyan narrowed his eyes slightly, took a step forward, and the smile on his face couldn't reach his eyes: "My God, you are really a noble person who forgets things too much. Why, don't you remember our transaction so soon?"

"of course not."

Wu Zhu raised his head, raised his golden eyes, and fixedly stared at Wen Jianyan's aggressive appearance, seeming to be more cheerful, "I like our...'deal' very much."

He put the last two words very slowly, as if he chewed and savored them carefully between his lips and teeth, and then spit them out unhurriedly.

He is obviously a prisoner, but he seems to be more at ease than when he was a god.

Wen Jianyan: "..."

Damn, a little upset.

"My memory is broken."

Wu Zhu raised his hand, shook the Ouroboros chain on his wrist, and made a jingling sound: "Plus it will block all my perception of the outside world, so I really don't know about your problem. Answer."

Wen Jianyan looked away.

He knew that Wu Zhu hadn't lied just now.

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath, sorting out the information he had just obtained in his mind - no matter from which direction he looked at it, his gain from entering the Ouroboros this time was not too great.

This made him a little reconciled.

At this moment, Wu Zhu spoke again:

"unless"

Wen Jianyan was stunned for a moment, then looked up at Wu Zhu.

unless?

Wu Zhu relaxed his limbs, leaned gracefully against the end of the bed, his golden eyes glistened in the darkness, staring at the young man in front of him:

"I'll go out and look for it with you."

Wen Jianyan expressionless: "..."

Oh, you are dreaming.

Not to mention whether [Nightmare] will find out that this bug that should have been cleared has reappeared, there are more people in his anchor team, let alone Nightmare, even the audience and other teammates can't hide it, not to mention, Wen In short, I can't guarantee whether I can maintain control over this guy after releasing Wu Zhu from Ouroboros.

It's just all harm and no benefit.

He twitched the corners of his mouth with a half-smile:

"No thanks."

Wen Jianyan narrowed his eyes and took another step forward:

"Other than that, is there no other way?"

Wu Zhu turned his head slightly, his long jet-black hair flowed on his shoulders, was wet with water, and stuck to his pale, marble-like chest, like a coiled snake.

"have."

"If you want, I can make you feel the existence of 'I'."

This description sounds very familiar.

A method that can perceive the presence of the other party when approaching is almost like...

Wen Jianyan was startled, as if he had thought of something, his eyes fell on the dark and complicated spell on the other person's chest: "Wait, what are you talking about"

"right."

Wu Zhu seemed to laugh silently.

"Impossible!" Wen Jianyan gritted her teeth and replied without hesitation.

He just managed to remove the imprint representing the other party's "name" from his body, and now he wants to take the initiative to burn it back...? !

What's more, he knows too well how painful it is when this thing is printed! !

In short, absolutely impossible!

"Oh well."

Unexpectedly, Wu Zhu did not insist, and seemed to respect Wen Jian's decision very much.

Wen Jianyan: "..."

He stood where he was, with an uncertain expression on his face, staring fixedly at the other party.

Unlike the emotion of resolute rejection, his overactive brain has begun to uncontrollably analyze the pros and cons: not only this dungeon, but in every next dungeon, he will probably receive [Nightmare] bug removal The remaining tasks, plus, Ouroboros can isolate everything, that is to say, although the pattern has been burnt back on the skin again, Wu Candle can no longer monitor and control him as he likes before. His dominance and dominance do not change with a single sigil.

Overall, the pros outweigh the cons.

but

Wen Jianyan gloomily stared at Wu Zhu's **** face, feeling choked up in panic.

Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!

How annoying! !

He inhaled deeply, exhaled, inhaled, and exhaled again, before trying hard to suppress the unhappiness in his heart.

Wen Jianyan gritted her teeth, her voice seemed to be squeezed out from between her teeth:

"...OK, come on."

Wu Zhu looked up.

There seemed to be a faint curve on the thin lips: "Are you sure?"

Wen Jianyan: "..."

He suppressed the swear words that were about to blurt out, and showed a smile that seemed impeccable, but was actually distorted with anger: "Of course."

The invisible force that had tightly restricted Wu Zhu from just now loosened.

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Accompanied by the sound of clanging metal, the man with black hair and golden eyes slowly stood up.

Wu Zhu is tall.

Even though Wen Jianyan was already considered tall, Wu Zhu was still a head taller than him, which brought a sense of physical oppression. When he walked over, even though Wen Jianyan knew that the dominance was in his own hands, but in the eyes of the other party The moment the shadow of his body fell on him, he still couldn't help but have an urge to retreat.

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath:

"Wait a moment."

Wu Zhu stopped in his tracks, tilted his head to express doubts: "?"

"Don't come here."

Wen Jianyan hooked the corner of her lower lip, revealing a warm smile.

"Go and sit on the bed."

Wu Zhu did it obediently.

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath, walked quickly to the bed, tore off the corner of the bed sheet, and rolled it into a strip skillfully.

Then, he raised his hand, from bottom to top, quickly unbuttoned the hem of his shirt, and pulled off the edge of his trousers.

His whole movement was like flowing water, without any hesitation.

The thin, water-soaked cloth was opened, revealing a white and firm abdomen with a faintly beautiful line. The line in the center of the abdomen is slightly sunken, extending all the way to the shadow swallowed by the cloth. The small piece of skin was beaten by water. Wet, tight, faintly flickering in the dark, contracting and undulating regularly with the youth's breathing.

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath.

He put his hand on Wu Zhu's shoulder, bit the sheet between his teeth, then closed his eyes, and said vaguely:

"let's start."

Wu Zhu didn't act immediately.

He raised his eyes, and carefully looked at the human being in front of him with those golden eyes shining with strange brilliance.

The young man frowned tightly and closed his eyes firmly, as if he had made a great determination.

His chest and abdomen unsteadily rose and fell, and the fingers pressing on Wu Zhu's shoulder subconsciously exerted force to suppress the slight trembling.

It was as if he had already felt the heart-piercing, bone marrow-engraved, soul-shaking pain in advance.

it's beautiful.

He clearly knew how painful and terrifying the imminent branding on his body would be, but he didn't intend to back down in the slightest.

Always be sensible, sober, and decisive.

That trembling, fearful, but still gritted teeth bear appearance...

it's beautiful.

Wu Zhu suddenly smiled.

He bit his fingertips, unlike when he bit Wen Jianyan before, this time he bit deeply, the sharp tip of the teeth sank deep into his finger, almost as ruthless as tearing off a piece of flesh.

Dark golden, viscous blood that shone with a metallic color overflowed from the wound, and then, he unhurriedly touched his finger to the opponent's hip bone.

When the cold fingertips touched the warm skin, Wen Jianyan subconsciously trembled.

His eyes were closed tightly, his teeth were tightly biting the cloth strip, his shoulders were stiff and tight, and he trembled almost reflexively. The pain caused by the last branding emerged clearly again, bringing instinctive stress.

But he still didn't give an order to stop it all.

He was ready to endure.

The cold fingers traced the edges of the hip bones, moving slowly, as if they were drawing some very complicated patterns.

"...?" Wen Jianyan closed her eyes, her whole body stiffened, waiting for the coming horrible pain.

But at the same time, he couldn't help feeling a little doubtful in his heart.

Was it this complicated last time?

Soon, the opponent's fingertips stayed in the shadow that was about to sink into the cloth, and then exerted a little force

"Well!"

A trembling breath escaped from Wen Jianyan's throat.

But, unexpectedly, that slight pain quickly disappeared.

The cold fingers also left immediately.

Wen Jianyan was startled, and frowned suspiciously.

This is... not started yet? Or is it over?

In any case, it shouldn't be?

Suddenly, there was an undeniable pulling sensation from the hip bone on the side, and the next second, Wen Jianyan lost his center of gravity and unconsciously leaned forward.

Without warning, something cold and wet licked his wound.

Wen Jianyan trembled all over, opened his eyes in astonishment, and looked down suddenly.

On the rapidly rising and falling white abdomen, close to the hip bone, golden-red lines are slowly emerging.

Wu Zhu lay on his lower abdomen, looked over from bottom to top, a pair of aggressive golden eyes gleamed in the darkness, and there was a little blood on the scarlet tongue.

Half golden, half scarlet.

He licked his lips and smiled shortly: "Thank you for your hospitality."

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