Chapter 131 The World in the Mirror You smell like someone else.(1/4)
Chapter 131
Wen Jianyan: "..."
He maintained a posture where half of his body was imprisoned by Wu Zhu's soul fragment, and stared at the other Wu Zhu who was slowly walking forward with a shocked expression.
Rarely, his brain stopped thinking for a moment, leaving only a blank in his mind.
?
???
"hiss!"
Wen Jianyan took a deep breath and was brought back to reality by the sudden tingling sensation on her fingers.
He subconsciously withdrew his gaze and looked at the other party.
After learning the truth, the sense of dissonance that I had noticed just now suddenly penetrated into my eyes very vividly.
The pale and handsome face has a semi-transparent texture, and most of the body appears and disappears, sinking into the thick and thick darkness.
And the shadow climbed up his limbs, clinging to his prey like a swamp.
The man's sharp white teeth dug deeply into the skin of the human fingertips, tearing open the wound easily.
Scarlet blood was like a thin snake, dripping down the fingers.
The man raised his emotional golden eyes and stared closely at the human in front of him. He stretched out the tip of his cold and moist tongue and licked it passionately along the surface of his fingers, greedily sweeping away all the food.
blood".
"!!!"
Wen Jianyan felt the hairs on his back suddenly explode.
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!
He had never encountered such a weird thing in his life! Eight hundred curse words were stuck in his throat. If he hadn't been strong-willed, he might have screamed uncontrollably in the next second.
Wen Jianyan froze, staring at the fingers licking his own, his mind went numb.
Even at this time, he could clearly perceive the sight of Wu Zhu himself, and that sight seemed to have substance, which made his back thorn, and his brain seemed to be stuck like rust.
Break free? Not break free?
What to say? To whom?
I always feel like whatever I do is wrong!!!
[Honesty comes first] Live broadcast room:
"I'm fucked, I'm fucked, I'm fucked!!!"
“Damn it, I’m confused too, what’s going on!!”
"Help, this is the first time I see this bitch liar speechless and dumbfounded. Hahahahahahahahaha it suddenly became funny!"
"Dog Liar: This is beyond the scope of my knowledge!"
"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahhahahahahahahahaha haha is really interesting to see the anchor.
While Wen Jianyan's brain was shutting down, Wu Zhujing walked away step by step.
"?!"
Listening to the steady footsteps approaching him, Wen Jianyan suddenly felt nervous - every time he thought that what happened next would not exceed expectations, reality would slap him hard and tell him not to be too naive.
He really saw this scene!!
"Father, Father God..."
Wen Jianyan squeezed out two dry words from his throat: "This, this is..."
"Don't worry."
Wu Zhu had already left at this moment. He lowered his eyes and stared at the liar bishop who was imprisoned by the fragments of his soul. He said lightly: "It just takes a while for complete integration."
Wen Jianyan: "..."
Is this what I’m worried about? Is this what I’m worried about!!
"Witch Candle" let go of the human's wet fingers that were sucked by him, hugged the half-shadowed body more closely, and placed its cold lips on the young man's tight neck.
Under the warm and soft skin, the pulse beat rapidly and chaotically, exuding a fresh and warm breath.
This is really fucking ready to be eaten!
"Father God!"
Wen Jianyan's voice had changed due to nervousness. He spoke at a very fast speed: "As your bishop, I have proven my loyalty and worth to you. Or should I say, what does your service to me mean?"
Not satisfied?"
The implication is - you can't fucking burn bridges!!!
I have retrieved the soul fragments for you, but you let your soul fragments eat me... This is unreasonable!
No matter how you say it, it’s unreasonable!
Wu Zhu responded.
However, the "Wizhu" hugging the human being stopped for a moment, and his translucent body seemed to become more insubstantial. The golden eyes flashed with a cold light with extremely strong attack, which was almost like...
A beast that was about to bite out a hunter's throat, but was forcibly put on the muzzle at the critical moment.
"You did really well."
Wu Zhu said.
Although most of Wen Jianyan's body was still unable to move, at least his life was safe, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
He pushed further and said tentatively:
"In that case, can you... let me go first?"
Unexpectedly, this proposal was rejected by Wu Zhu without hesitation:
"cannot."
Wen Jianyan: "???"
The man leaned down, locked his cold eyes on the hunter in front of him, and said slowly:
"You smell like those dirty things."
[Honesty comes first] Live broadcast room:
"I'm going, I'm going, I'm going!"
"This, this, this, what kind of talk is this!"
"I was shocked. What kind of weird relationship does the anchor have with this boss? Am I thinking too much or is there really something wrong with them?!"
“Hey guys, is this really something we can watch without paying?!”
"This evil CP fan is ecstatic!"
Wen Jianyan: "..."
ha?
Although he cannot eat the human beings in front of him, he is a "Witch Candle" but has not been restrained. More shadows and dark tentacles extend from his body, wrapping the human beings in them. The tip of his cold nose seems to be there but not there.
Touching Wen Jianyan's neck and shoulder, he kept sniffing like a dog.
Under this numbing tiny touch, the exposed warm skin of humans involuntarily stirred up small particles.
Wen Jianyan: "..."
Grass!
Can you not care about the fragments of your soul?!
"What did you do?"
Wu Zhu looked at the stiff and tense human who was tortured by the fragments of his soul and asked.
"Buzz."
The phone in my pocket vibrated twice.
The phone screen lit up in the dark, and the writing on the ID card flickered, as if the signal was poor, and the ID column "Director of Dream Amusement Park" appeared and disappeared.
After a brief daze, Wen Jianyan suddenly felt blessed and realized what he had just said.
Disaster……
While being given the identity of the director of [Dream Amusement Park] by his big eyes, will a certain degree of imprint be left on him?
Something like faith?
This is definitely unknowable, intangible, and invisible to humans, but to witches and candles, it may be as easy to perceive as sight.
No……
To be continued...