In the dim painting shop, the rapid breathing of everyone echoed.

This time they not only entered the painting shop without paying any price and used the Black team, but also used the rules of this ghost road to greatly weaken the opponent's strength, although the overall process was particularly surprising.

, but judging from the results, not only was there no loss, it was a huge profit.

Although no one is talking now, the atmosphere is unusually relaxed.

Wen Jianyan raised his hand to wipe the rain off his face and was about to get up from the ground.

At this moment, a face with a pale mask suddenly appeared in the field of vision. Under the dim background of the old ceiling, it looked a bit abrupt and strange. Wen Jianyan was startled and he spent a lot of time.

It took him a while to realize that Yun Bilan was standing next to him, looking down at him.

Wen Jianyan couldn't see the expression on the other person's face clearly. He could only vaguely see the other person's eyes flashing in the dark through the eye holes in the mask.

"…"

The two looked at each other from a distance for a few seconds, but neither one spoke first.

Until Wen Jianyan raised his hand: "Give me a hand?"

Yun Bilan paused, then silently stretched out her hand and took Wen Jianyan's hand that was hanging in the air.

Her strength was much greater than Wen Jianyan imagined, and she pulled him up in just one move. Wen Jianyan staggered and almost lost his balance.

"…"

Wen Jianyan secretly glanced at Yun Bilan's slender wrist, and it took her a long time to hold back two words:

"...Thank you."

He lowered his head and patted the dirt on his body.

After running wildly in the rain for such a long time, the clothes on my body had been soaked through, and clung to my body in wrinkles. In addition, I had just rolled a few times on the ground, and the dust and rain turned into mud, which made me feel uncomfortable.

He looked extremely embarrassed,

After Wen Jianyan took a few photos, he realized that he could no longer change the situation by himself, so he had no choice but to give up trying to organize his appearance.

He raised his eyes and found Yun Bilan looking directly at him.

The mask blocked her face, and it was difficult to guess Yun Bilan's true mood just by looking at the two eyes behind the mask.

"Oh, by the way," Wen Jianyan seemed to have thought of something. He lowered his head and fumbled in his pocket, then took out a mobile phone and threw it to Yun Bilan: "You forgot this."

Yun Bilan raised her hand and caught the cell phone.

She lowered her head, and her own face covered with a pale mask was reflected on the dark screen of her phone.

"…"

Wen Jianyan shook his wet hair vigorously, like a dog that had fallen into the water. He grabbed the corners of his clothes with both hands and twisted them hard. The cold raindrops fell and soon accumulated around his feet.

became a puddle,

He lowered his head and said casually:

"How old are you? You don't know how to throw away important things carelessly? Just hold your own things properly——"

Before Wen Jianyan finished speaking, he was interrupted by Yun Bilan:

"I told you, don't come to save me."

Wen Jianyan paused and looked up.

Yun Bilan asked in a straight voice: "Why don't you listen?"

"Huh? I listened."

Wen Jianyan tilted his head slightly, and with his wet hair, he looked quite innocent: "I'm not here to save you this time."

He blinked:

"Since the black team will keep you alive, it must be for the next actions and plans. If I go back directly, wouldn't it be a waste of this perfect opportunity?"

Judging from the results, Wen Jianyan's judgment is correct.

If he gave up the action before and turned around and returned to the Xingwang Hotel, even if he successfully entered the street next time, he would not be able to push the door in without sacrificing anyone. Since there was someone inside the door to help open the door this time, they

We entered the painting shop without any broken masks.

But the problem is...

Although none of them lost their masks, the number of teammates increased.

This also means that in terms of quantity, they have one less mask anyway.

But Wen Jianyan gave his mask to Yun Bilan.

Yun Bilan raised her hand, took off the mask on her face, and handed it to Wen Jianyan: "Give it back to you, I don't need it."

As soon as the mask was taken off, everyone was involuntarily surprised.

Patterns like thorns climbed up the side of her neck and curved on her fair cheeks, which looked particularly strange. There was a sickly red color hidden in a pair of originally dark eyes, flickering slightly in the darkness.

,

Yun Bilan's facial features were originally very beautiful and not offensive, but under the red and black thorn pattern, they looked a bit strange and evil, especially the slightly red eyes.

When staring at people closely, they always show a very strong, almost cold expression.

Wen Jianyan was shocked.

He realized that the negative effects of excessive use of "talent" began to appear on Yun Bilan.

The deeper the talent is developed, the greater the consumption of the anchor. Just now, Yun Bilan's explosion of extreme negative emotions directly stimulated the talent to develop in a more powerful direction, and the degree of alienation in her body also deepened -

—

Just like several anchors in the top ten, their bodies began to show certain "characteristics".

Not far away, Bai Xue raised her strange black eyes, her gaze fell on Yun Bilan's body, showing a thoughtful expression.

Wen Jianyan glanced at the mask in Yun Bilan's hand but did not take it.

He shrugged lightly and said:

"Don't worry, I have other ways."

"…"

Yun Bilan slightly narrowed her red eyes and stared at the young man in front of her, without speaking for a long time.

Suddenly, she said: "I understand."

Wen Jianyan: "?"

Understand what?

"I understand why Su Cheng wants to hit you." Yun Bilan said calmly.

Wen Jianyan said "..."

He couldn't hold it back and asked, "Isn't that right? How many of you has he told you that he wants to beat me?"

Behind his back, Huang Mao looked around and then raised his hand cautiously.

Wen Jianyan "..."

Chen Mo on the side spoke to comfort him:

"Don't worry, I haven't said it many times."

Wen Jianyan "…………"

Forget about having sex with him several times, why even Chen Mo, who has been staying in the guild to deal with affairs and rarely socializes with other people, knows! How much resentment does this guy Su Cheng have accumulated behind his back?

"Okay, I believe you have a way."

Yun Bilan retracted her hand, but her red eyes still focused on Wen Jianyan: "But if you are lying to others, I will take action." She added calmly:

"And I will make up for the prophet's share."

Wen Jianyan:???

He stared at the other person's seemingly slender but actually powerful body, and a chill ran down his back.

He didn't know if it was an illusion... Compared with Su Cheng's gnashing of teeth and angry expression, he always felt that Yun Bilan's threat seemed serious.

And he really doesn't show mercy.

"Ha, ha, ha, what are you talking about?"

Wen Jianyan laughed dryly twice, with a rare lack of confidence in his voice: "When did I ever deceive you-"

At this time, Huang Mao and Chen Mo turned their heads and looked over at the same time, their condemning gazes falling on Wen Jianyan.

Wen Jianyan "..."

All right.

In the rare relaxed atmosphere in the dungeon, Yun Bilan put on the mask again, hiding her face under the mask without saying a word.

Her eyes fell on Wen Jianyan.
To be continued...