Chapter Thirty-Seven

ten minutes ago.

Fukang Private General Hospital, fourth floor.

"Cheng Mei" disappeared without warning.

Everyone stood there in shock, and it took five seconds to realize what happened just now.

"Oops, listen to this, this ghost thing is probably aimed at the boss."

Ji Guan was startled, lowered his voice and said, "Where's the boss?"

Su Cheng was stunned for a moment, and quickly turned his head to look, only to find that Wen Jianyan, who had been in the team since just now, had disappeared from sight.

"This, what can we do?"

Without the backbone, Ji Guantou panicked all of a sudden.

Su Cheng: "..."

Although he and Wen Jianyan have not teamed up for a long time, but according to the opponent's behavior style of not giving up until he offended everyone in the last dungeon, he will be targeted by that ghost just now, it's simply...

No surprise!

But even so, a strong sense of frustration still welled up in my heart.

Compared with Wen Jianyan, a liar, they are too useless.

At this moment, Su Cheng heard a familiar mechanical voice ringing in his ears: [Ding, your novice gift bag is ready]

What?

Su Cheng was taken aback.

His starter pack is a deck of tarot cards that cannot be opened, shuffled, or used.

Since he hadn't figured out how this thing worked, he simply forgot it, and he didn't expect it to pop up at this time.

shuffle finished

[Do you want to draw cards?

"Yes." Su Cheng calmed down and answered in his heart.

In the next second, a pair of Tarots with the stars and the moon as the bottom emerged in the void, lined up in a row at an even speed.

[Please repeat your question in your heart and draw a card]

Su Cheng pondered for two seconds, took a deep breath slowly, and then clicked out one of the tarot cards.

The Xingyue Tarot slowly opened.

It is a sword sunk deep into the crown.

Sword ACE.

Upright.

Su Cheng knew little about Tarot, except that he had occasionally played a few during his second year of middle school, and the card in front of him was not the well-known main cards. Looking at the weird card face in front of him, he couldn't help being confused.

Seeing that Su Cheng hadn't spoken for a long time, Ji Guantou leaned forward and asked with some doubts:

"What's wrong?"

Su Cheng came back to his senses and recounted what he had just seen and done.

"You don't know what this is?" Ji Guantou widened his eyes slightly in shock: "Brother, this, this is actually the first time you have activated your talent?"

Isn't this the boss? Why only now to open the talent?

Su Cheng panicked.

Oh yes, he forgot that he is now a big boss working with Wen Jianyan, a "senior anchor".

He was quick to get wise: "After all, there are more bosses in our trade union, so in the dungeon, there is almost no need for me to do anything, so..."

Cockscomb sucked in a breath of cool air.

Good guy, they still have a guild, and there is more than one "senior anchor" in the guild!

This is too awesome!

He looked at Su Cheng enviously: "Brother, you are really lucky!"

Su Cheng's facial muscles twitched: "Yes, yes."

In Su Cheng's live broadcast room:

"It's sad, the anchor has started to make up nonsense!"

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha haha haha can't laugh!

"Be friends with a liar, and sooner or later you will become a liar!"

Ji Guantou was unsuspecting, and exclaimed: "Brother, your talent is probably not a prediction type, it is very rare, if the oracle knows the news, it will definitely come to poach people, but your guild is so strong, they probably will hit a wall this time .

He laughed twice, and seemed a little gloating.

Su Cheng brought back the topic of wandering: "Ace of Swords, do you know what it means?"

Cockscomb thought for two seconds: "Although I am not very familiar with the meaning of Tarot, if it is upright... it should be a good card? According to my impression, there should be many difficulties in the road ahead, but there will be rich rewards after success." mean?"

Su Cheng: "That's good."

His eyes became firm, and he turned around: "Let's go."

"Hey, brother, where are we going?" Ji Guantou couldn't recover.

Now the captain is gone, and the legendary hidden items are not at hand, and there are more red squares chasing and intercepting everywhere.

Is there anything else they can do now...

Su Cheng: "We still have a little time before the dungeon is judged. In this case, let's trust our black captain for now and find something else to do before the end."

He took a deep breath: "At least it's useful, isn't it?"

Fukang Private General Hospital, the second basement floor.

The shackles on Wen Jianyan's wrists had long since fallen off, but the shackles on his feet were still there. His upper body leaned forward slightly, and his muscles showed beautiful and firm lines due to tension.

He yanked the scalpel out of the dean's stomach, scarlet blood splashed and fell on his cheeks.

The dean's neck and stomach were torn apart mercilessly, and the body that was originally assembled from corpse parts fell down in a haphazard manner, with large and small fragments scattered all over the ground.

The other two monsters stitched together from the body parts seemed to sense the danger, and they started to move one after another, twisting their twisted limbs, trying to walk in this direction.

The young man turned his head slightly, under the long and dense eyelashes, the amber eyes showed a light golden color under the strong light, and he looked over silently.

His upper body was white and firm, with blood sliding down the texture of his skin, looking elegant and ferocious.

He didn't say anything.

However, under Wen Jianyan's gaze, the bodies of the two monsters in front of him stopped moving strangely, their whole bodies trembled, and then, as if controlled by some invisible force, they moved slowly and pale His arm, with five fingers forming claws, stabbed fiercely into his chest!

A greasy, **** heart was ripped out abruptly, and fell to the ground with a "click".

Like puppets whose strings have been cut off, their bodies lose the power to manipulate them, and slowly slump to the ground.

[Countdown: 3, 2, 1]

The one-minute [Mother of the World] experience period is over.

In an instant, as if all the strength in her body was taken away, Wen Jianyan fell backwards exhausted, lying on the delivery bed panting heavily.

Tired, so tired.

It was as tiring as if I ran five kilometers in one minute. The joints and muscles all over my body were screaming and aching, and I couldn't lift my fingers even an inch.

[Integrity First] There was a dead silence in the live broadcast room, and it took a long time before the barrage slowly emerged.

"Woc... This, who the **** would have thought it would be this kind of development..."

"It's too strong, it's too strong... I'm speechless, how can I watch such a wonderful live broadcast!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"Black nb! Black will win! [Reward points 100]"

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa, the host is so handsome, so handsome, so handsome!"

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo up ups to my liar wife, pants exploded!"

"I can't take it anymore, I can't stand it even when I lose my strength and fall down. Is this the charm of a mature mommy? Help!"

The room returned to dead silence.

Wen Jianyan struggled to get up from the operating table, then bent down

"vomit!"

He retched heart-piercingly, his empty stomach clenched in pain, as if he wanted to vomit out all his internal organs.

The last time he vomited so hard was when he just entered the dungeon.

Perhaps because of turning back into a human being, the mechanical sound that had been silent for a whole copy began to jingle in Wen Jianyan's ears:

Ding! The abnormal state of the host has been detected and cleared, and the settlement of live broadcast points has been unfrozen!

"In the E-level live broadcast room [Integrity First], the average number of viewers per hour is 60,000, and 6,000 points can be exchanged!"

[Congratulations to the host for achieving the achievement: All eyes on it!

Ding! Your points have reached the upgrade standard, and the live broadcast room has been upgraded to D-level!

"Your live broadcast room is still 50,000 points away from the next upgrade, please make persistent efforts and create greater glories!"

"During your live broadcast, a total of 8,876 people tipped you and got a total of 510,000 points

It is detected that the anchor is a D-level anchor, and your live broadcast system will take 10% of the share, and the points will be used before deducting points for settlement, and the points have been settled in your account: 110000

[Dungeon Exploration Degree: 96% Bonus Points: 20000

Current plot modification degree: 100% Reward points: 80000]

[The remaining points in your account are: 124000]

"The ultimate main task of the copy of Fukang Private General Hospital: ??? Triggered!"

"Completion time limit: two hours"

"Note: If the task fails, all survival time and points will be deducted, and the live broadcast room of the anchor will be closed immediately."

Wen Jian was dizzy from talking, and finally stopped. With a pale face, he straightened up exhaustedly, and looked down at the "holy baby" he was still holding tightly.

Since the one-minute experience card of [Mother of the World] expired, the human baby-sized "Holy Baby" began to dehydrate and become smaller again, and its weight gradually became lighter. Now it has shrunk back to the original size of only a thumb, but The appearance is quite different from before.

The color of the baby's body changed from blue to white, and the body was no longer deformed and shrunken. The small pink fist was clenched in front of the chest, the body was curled up, the eyes were closed, and the expression was peaceful and serene, as if lying in the arms of the mother.

A system prompt sounds in the ear:

Ding! The nature of the hidden item (legendary) in the dungeon has changed!

[Holy Infant (sleeping) is permanently bound to host Wen Jianyan]

Untradeable

Wen Jianyan was slightly stunned, looking down at the little baby in his palm.

It closed its eyes, fell asleep with a smile on its face, and seemed very happy.

permanently bound.

That is...together forever?

Unexpectedly, their wishes came true in this way.

A soft color flashed across Wen Jianyan's eyes. He reached out and picked up the small jar on the side of the operating tray, and carefully filled it with the Holy Baby, which was fused from one hundred and ten ghost babies.

Perhaps it was because it was already bound, so although the dungeon was not over yet, the jar still faded little by little, and was put into the backpack by the live broadcast room system.

[Integrity First] In the live broadcast room:

"Good guy...then the black team has indeed won this wave, and the legendary hidden items are all bound to the captain, how can we lose!"

"I'm so convinced! Black side NB!!Reward points 100"

"However, I always feel that something doesn't seem right. Generally speaking, the plot has reached this point, the outcome has been divided, and there is no reason to continue. Why is the dungeon not over yet?"

"Did the Red Fang do something?"

"I went to the opposite side to take a look, and I always felt that the other side seemed to have some cards."

"I am coming too!"

At this moment, the air around Wen Jianyan fluctuated slightly, and a light white shadow emerged.

Although the woman's facial features are very blurred, she can still vaguely see the familiar outline.

Lin Qing.

She is a rebel and a protector.

Whether it is risking your life to collect evidence even if you are in a dangerous situation when you are alive, or the card that was quietly stuffed into your palm just now...

Either live or die.

Gazing at the white shadow in front of him, the fear of meeting him for the first time has disappeared.

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath, and said slowly and solemnly:

"Thank you, Doctor Lin."

Lin Qing smiled, unlike the pain in the previous hidden route, she looked extraordinarily calm and serene now, she shook her head, her voice was a bit ethereal:

"Thank you for protecting my brother."

She leaned down and kissed the young man on the forehead: "Thank you for being my ex-boyfriend."

Her voice lightly reached Wen Jianyan's ears:

"Be careful under the bed."

Wen Jianyan was shocked, and suddenly raised her eyes to look at the woman in front of her.

The moment the voice fell, Shiro Shadow disappeared.

Not far away, Lin Qing's withered corpse tied tightly to the delivery bed also began to disappear, annihilated like smoke and dust, and finally scattered into a room of dust.

A strong wind passed by, and a scalpel with a cold light stabbed straight at Wen Jianyan!

Wen Jianyan, who was already vigilant, suddenly dodged to the side. Although he moved quickly, his ankles were still tightly tied to the bed, which restricted his movement.

The sharp blade grazed the side of the neck and sank deep into the operating bed. A shallow wound was cut on the young man's neck, and the blood flowed like a scarlet snake licking down the skin.

Wen Jianyan narrowly avoided the blow and looked towards the bed.

The dean crawled out from under the bed with a knife in hand, with a crazy smile on his face.

His head and neck had been cut open, leaving only a small layer of skin on the back that was still barely connected. Although his body was fragmented, it was obvious that he was still "alive" in a sense.

"Do you think you could really kill me?"

"Where's the holy baby? Where did you hide the holy baby!"

The dean seems to be insane.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you until I figure everything out." He chuckled from his throat, staring at Wen Jianyan with those asymmetrical eyes:

"You have a pair of beautiful eyes... your body is also very strong. After replacing some of them with my body, they will definitely last for a long time."

Wen Jianyan also smiled: "That's great, you're not dead, I just didn't feel relieved enough."

He wasn't afraid of this guy when he was in a desperate situation just now, let alone his hands are free now, and his account has plenty of points, isn't this a chance to relieve his anger!

The young man narrowed his eyes slightly, his amber eyes shining brightly.

However, the next second, the dean in front of him suddenly froze.

His eyes were wide open, as if he was going to stare out his own eyeballs fiercely, his broken body was stiff, fixed in place, the scalpel in his hand fell to the ground with a clang, and his whole body seemed to be slammed Just like hitting, he began to twitch crazily, the crazy and terrifying appearance made people shudder.

Wen Jianyan was taken aback, then couldn't help but pause, and looked over with some puzzlement.

what happened?

I obviously didn't do anything, could it be... what happened just now?

For unknown reasons, a strange and ominous premonition slowly spread, making his hair stand on end and his spine feel chilly.

Although the opponent's loss of resistance is a good thing for him.

but

It always feels like something is out of control.

"Zizi" - "Zizi" -

The light bulb above the head was flickering crazily, even more violent than the movement of summoning the Holy Infant just now, the temperature in the air dropped sharply, as if ice blades had cut through the skin, bringing a painful touch.

The nameless darkness descended silently.

It escaped from the Dean's body, like a harmless shadow, protruding from the stitching gap bit by bit, slowly, silently, bit by bit devouring the light and shadow in the room.

That power is so peaceful, yet so cold, destructive, and omnipresent.

As if unable to bear it, the dean's body began to collapse.

A literal breakdown.

From the fingers, to the arms, to the head, and then to the body, it seemed to be made of sand castles, vulnerable to the erosion of running water, and quickly turned into fly ash.

The remaining body parts could no longer make a sound, and the remaining eyeballs on the head rolled wildly, as if they still couldn't believe what was happening now, and screamed silently.

Darkness, more, as if the darkness that can swallow everything descends.

Wen Jianyan's pupils constricted, and a thin layer of cold sweat suddenly appeared on his back.

A sense of fear that seemed to come from biological instinct was born and brewed deep in the body, and every nerve in the mind was screaming overwhelmed

run run run!

This feeling is so familiar that Wen Jianyan seems to have returned to the mirror world of Decai Middle School.

No way?

No, no, no, no?

Wen Jianyan was so frightened by his own imagination that his scalp went numb. He slammed towards the surgical tray beside him, and the metal utensils clanged and fell to the ground, making a frightening and ear-piercing sound.

He touched the hairpin he had just thrown inside, and with his slightly trembling slender fingers, he broke the hairpin into an easy-to-manipulate shape, then straightened up, and began to pry the shackles on his ankles as fast as possible.

Hurry up!

"Clang!" The lock on the left ankle was picked, Wen Jianyan had a pale face, her fingers were cold and numb, and anxiously started to pick the lock on the other foot.

The light overhead was getting dimmer, as if being devoured by some solid black shadow.

The shadow condensed where the dean had just stopped, and slowly turned into a human form.

"Patter."

After three times of unlocking, the hairpin, which was too thin, finally reached its limit and broke in the keyhole.

Drop the chain at this time?

no?

No! !

Wen Jianyan froze, and the blood all over his body seemed to freeze instantly, unable to flow.

The shadow from the top of his head acted as a hood, making him almost forget to breathe.

Wen Jianyan maintained the awkward posture with one leg raised up and tied to the shelf, slowly turned his head one by one, raised his eyes with a pale face, half frightened, half disbelieving towards himself The "man" by the bed looked over.

I don't know when it started, "his" figure has been completely solidified.

The man stood in the darkness that engulfed the entire room. His pale and solid body was covered with a black burqa made of shadows. On his long, pitch-black hair and his bloodless skin, strange black runes snaked like spells on his body. It was like some kind of ominous curse, giving people a heavy sense of oppression.

His eyelashes trembled slightly, then slowly opened.

A pair of golden, almost inhuman beast pupils were revealed.

Familiar images of deja vu flooded into my mind, and what happened at the end of the last dungeon became so clear, as if it just happened yesterday.

Including that sentence...

"You love me so much that you wish you could be my dog."

In the next second, those molten gold-like pupils moved slightly, and slowly looked in this direction.

Wen Jianyan: "..."

His pupils trembled, and he took a sharp breath.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh help! !