Chapter 264

Su Cheng and his friends were waiting anxiously.

Soon, a burst of rapid footsteps came from the dark room and ran straight in this direction!

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

As soon as he finished speaking, Qi Qian and his men rushed straight into the light. Although they looked embarrassed, they were not seriously injured.

"Has it been successful?" Zhang Yu went up.

Su Cheng also stepped forward quickly and looked at Wen Jianyan in An Xin's arms:

"How is he?"

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

His eyelashes were drooping, his face was not bloody at all, he looked terrible, and his body was as cold as a corpse, as if vitality was still flowing from his body. He took a breath, shook his head, and said in his weak voice:

"……good."

He took a deep breath: "Should you wait."

This time, they did not use sacrifices that could share the damage. After all, they now have only the last half of the incense left on hand, and it would be meaningless even if they use it.

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

As long as the offering begins, the "road" that is more restrictive but more harsh in conditions will emerge.

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

During this whole process, the burning of incense cannot be stopped, otherwise the "road" will disappear immediately, which means that until the copy determines that the customer has entered the tomb, Wen Jianyan's vitality must be "eated" continuously.

Their actions this time were tantamount to a big bet.

The bet is just a time difference.

Should the remaining half of the incense stick be burned first, or should the customer be introduced into the tomb first?

What they do now can only wait.

Wen Jianyan leaned against the wall, and the strength in his body gradually disappeared and gradually became tilted down. His eyelids seemed to become heavier with time, and he seemed a little drowsy.

"Isn't it over?" Su Cheng waited next to him with an anxious look on his face, and sweat broke out on his forehead. He shook Wen Jianyan's hand that he placed aside: "His hands are getting colder and colder."

Qi Qian shook his head with a serious expression:

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

Moreover, what's bad is that the copy of [Changsheng Building] is different from other copies. Because it is too difficult and has its own system, the crisis in the copy can basically be solved using props in the system mall. Even if there are props that extend their lives, they cannot be used on Wen Jianyan.

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

"Here."

Orange Candy, who had been leaning against a distance, closed her eyes and rested, looked at it at some point. 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 looked closely.

...It was actually the spare lamp oil from the Orange Candy Team.

"If one plate is not enough, this plate will be ordered." After saying that, Orange Candy closed her eyes again and lay back on her original place.

Su Cheng: "More, thank you."

The group suddenly became busy. Now they didn't care about saving resources, but lit all the lamp oil pans and candles that could be collected and placed near Wen Jianyan.

The light of different colors was superimposed on each other, and the back of the counter suddenly lit up. I wonder if it was an illusion. Under the light, the other person's face seemed not as bad as before.

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

Su Cheng and his friends stared at his face nervously and waited quietly.

It must be useful!

The feeling of the passing of vitality is very strange. At the beginning, you will feel fear and weakness, but when it comes to the back, you will be cold.

Wen Jianyan is drowsy.

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

Very cold.

He closed his eyes and shivered, leaning towards the side instinctively, but the other existences around him seemed to have no warmth.

Even colder than him, like an ice cellar.

A low voice sounded, and his tone seemed a little unhappy: "You are too cold."

Wen Jianyan shuddered, lifted up his eyelids, and looked in the direction where the sound came.

Wu Zhu frowned and leaned over to look at the human being leaning into his arms. He commented naturally: "I still like you when you are warmer."

Wen Jianyan: "."

Ah, it seems that he fainted again, otherwise this guy wouldn't have appeared in front of him so loudly.

I don’t know if it’s because I’m used to this not too dangerous pattern of getting along with each other, or because I’m too cold, my brain is frozen, and a cold joke that is unthinking and slips out:

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

Wu Zhu slowly tilted his head, and his cold but not human golden eyes shone in the dark, as if he was seriously thinking about the feasibility of Wen Jianyan's words.

He bowed his head and leaned closer.

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

The cold and wet tongue slowly licked the young man's throat, and the sharp teeth even picked up a small piece of flesh and chewed it in small mouths like grinding teeth.

“…!”

In fact, Wen Jianyan regretted it as soon as he said it.

He raised his head and felt the other person licking and biting his throat. The place he had bitten by the cold lips and tongue suddenly became hot. An instinctive trembling came, and he couldn't help but feel stiff all over and his scalp became numb.

——You said, why did you remind him of this?

Wen Jianyan regrets not being the first.

A few seconds later, Wu Zhu let go of the human soft and fair neck, and licked the corner of his lips with a scarlet tongue.

He said, "Yes."

The golden eyes locked the young man in front of him, as if he was still biting the prey's throat. His voice was low and hoarse, like the cold threat of death, and like a private whisper in a lover.

“I prefer eating hot.”

He concluded.

"!"

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

The too bright light made him dizzy and his body's weakness had not yet recovered. His excessively violent movements made his eyes dark and he almost didn't faint again.

"Wen Wen! You're awake!" A happy voice came from the side.

"That's great!" Su Cheng rushed over with an anxious look, "Do you feel uncomfortable? How do you feel?"

"Um..." Wen Jianyan let out a painful humble moan.

He felt as if his body had been thrown from a tall building, his bones, muscles, and skin were separated from each other. The strong sense of exhaustion made him extremely cold, and he couldn't help but tremble.

"It's still...it's fine."

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

"Where are the customers? Have you sent them away?"

Seeing that Wen Jianyan was fine, Su Cheng couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He nodded and replied, "Yes, your plan has been successful."

Qi Qian, who was standing aside, added:

"From half a minute before you wake up, the darkness in the store has gradually dissipated. Although we have not yet entered the dark room to check, there should be no big suspense based on the current situation in the store."

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

"That ghost coins..."

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

Wen Jianyan realized that he was lying in the sea of ​​light now, and all the lamp oil plates and candles were lit and placed near him. The originally rotten and sweet corpse oil smell seemed to bring a slight warmth and poured into his body continuously.

No wonder he had lost so much this time, but he woke up so early.

He frowned: "But using resources like this is a waste..."

"Don't worry, it's not just because of you," Su Cheng shook his head and pointed to Zhang Yu, Orange Candy, Tong Yao and others not far away. "They also consumed too much vitality in their previous offerings. In order to walk smoother in the next road and meet the possible challenges, they must also recover their physical strength as soon as possible."

Too.

Wen Jianyan nodded, closed his eyes, leaned back to his original place, and began to concentrate on restoring his strength.

The silver-white hair scattered softly, revealing its neck.
To be continued...