Chapter 81

A small male doll, only a dozen centimeters tall, sits on the middle shelf, wearing a fluffy long skirt.

This skirt is indeed very beautiful.

Red and black, lace, ribbons, bows, you name it.

The complex patterns support the square neckline, revealing the slender neck and straight shoulder lines. The bright red flower buds are layered on top of each other. The extremely bright red sets off the extremely white skin, and the chest

The lines are graceful and slightly bulging, bound in narrow clothes, showing a cream-like texture under the dim light.

His waist is slender, and it is tightened by the belt, and it is even tightened into a graceful and flexible arc. The waistline is so concave that it can be easily pinched with two fingers.

A heavy layer of beautiful lace gauze skirt was lifted up by the keel into a large fluffy handful, covering everything below the waistline.

Wen Jianyan's figure is very tight and slender, not exaggerated, but graceful and powerful.

At this moment, the boundaries of "gender" are easily blurred, bringing about a contradictory, strange beauty of "gender" and "color".

[Integrity] The barrage area in the live broadcast room exploded.

"Help, oh, oh, oh my god! The dog liar who was shrunk to the point where he can be held in the palm of his hand! Return this dress! This dress!!! This dress!!!!"

"Big breasts and a thin waist, big breasts and a thin waist!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhly

“I don’t believe I’m the only one taking screenshots in a panic!”

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Tears are flowing from the corners of my mouth. Where can I buy this kind of doll? Please give me the address!"

Wen Jianyan's eyes widened slightly and he opened and closed his palms.

That's right, it's your original body.

But it was shrunk to the size of a doll and placed high on a shelf, while the murderer who made the victim into a doll was sharpening his knife not far away.

[Congratulations to the anchor for touching the scene: One Two Three Wooden Man]

[Anchors please find the third card without being discovered (debuff: all props are invalidated)]

Wen Jianyan raised his eyes and searched the room.

Soon, he found a few familiar faces in the pile of dolls. Yun Bilan was sitting on the top shelf of the opposite shelf, wearing a pink and blue cake skirt, and her blue head was braided into

He had a big braid hanging down one side of his shoulder, Elise was on the bottom shelf, and Ball was on the same shelf as him, but lower than him.

Obviously, they also entered the hidden branch and received the same mission.

Since the wording used by the system is "anchors", it should have already been tacitly accepted that they are a team, and there is no competition between them, but they can cooperate with each other.

And [One Two Three Wooden Man] should also hint at the way to complete this branch: quietly look for the card, pretend to be a puppet and don't move when Phyllis looks over, and you should be able to get through it.

Obviously, several other people also realized this. Everyone nodded silently and then began to search in a small area near themselves.

Suddenly, the "chacha" sound of sharpening the knife stopped.

The sudden deathly silence made people tense up all over, and all the anchors stopped their actions instantly.

Phyllis moved.

He stood up and stepped on the ground with his heavy body, making the shelf with the dolls tremble.

"Doll, doll, hey hey, hey hey hey, let's play together..."

He giggled, stretched out a big, furry hand, and pulled a doll off the shelf. He fiddled with it awkwardly, pulling on the skirt and arms.

"Stab-"

The fabric was torn apart, and the soft, snow-white cotton flew away.

One of the doll's arms was forcefully pulled off.

"..."

Phyllis stared at the doll blankly, her whole body frozen in place.

The next second, his expression slowly distorted, and there was a sharp hiss in his slow and thick voice:

"Don't play with me, don't play with me...don't play with me!"

Felice's expression was ferocious and violent, with a frightening look of madness in her eyes. She picked up the knife she had just sharpened and pressed the doll against the table.

"Crack!"

A cold light flashed, and the doll's head was forcibly cut off, and the stiff, smiling head rolled on the floor with a rumble.

But even so, Phyllis wasn't done yet.

He pulled every part of the doll's body, tearing and screaming wildly, and finally stopped until it was torn into pieces.

"..."

The air fell into a dead silence.

The anchor who turned into a doll did not dare to make a sound. When he realized that such a thing was likely to happen to him, he couldn't help but feel cold and froze in place motionlessly, for fear that he would become the next victim.

Phyllis threw the broken doll aside, stood up, and walked with heavy steps to the wall hung with various torture instruments, as if she was choosing something.

Although the anchors were still horrified by what happened just now, they still took action for the first time, and while his back was turned, they accelerated their search for the card.

Suddenly, the ball sitting at the bottom lit up. He pointed to the top not far away, and several other people gestured - look there!

Yun Bilan looked along the direction pointed by the ball.

On the top of the shelf over there, between the skirts of the two dolls, a hard and shiny card could be vaguely seen.

Pass card!

Yun Bilan nodded.

clear.

He is the anchor closest to the card, so the responsibility of getting the card naturally falls on him.

The blue boy picked up the heavy and obstructive skirt and carefully stepped over the two dolls in front of him. He tried his best to keep quiet and moved with difficulty in the direction of the card.

One step, two steps, getting closer and closer.

At this moment, his feet slipped and his body suddenly tilted against a doll next to him!

"La la la, la la la..."

I don't know where it was hit, but the doll suddenly opened its mouth and sang.

The song hummed by the children's voices echoed in the dead silent room, appearing particularly clear.

Phyllis turned her head sharply!

His ferocious gray eyes were shining in the darkness, and his gaze was fixed on the blue body of Yun who had just stopped moving on the shelf.

He was holding a pair of rusty scissors in his hand and walked towards this direction step by step.

"Boom, boom, boom."

Every time the huge mountain-like man took a step, the ground shook, and the vibrations were transmitted along the shelf, making the anchor sitting on the shelf tremble.

Yun Bilan gritted her teeth and maintained her previous posture, sitting firmly next to the doll who was still singing. Her face was pale and her back was sweating.

Shit, shit, shit, shit.

I gritted my teeth and cursed in my heart, my body stiffened and I didn't dare to move.

Different from dungeons below B-level, in this kind of A-level dungeon, the opening of hidden branches will often increase the difficulty of completing the host's task. For example, the inability to use talents, the inability to use props, etc., forcing anchors with certain ability to crack levels to

Act according to the rules without the help of external forces.

And this time it is exactly that.

The dungeon has just started not long ago, Yun Bilan's talent reading has not been completed yet, and now she is prohibited from using props, so she is almost defenseless.

What to do, what to do, what to do...

Yun's blue lips pursed tightly, holding her breath subconsciously.

The next second, Phyllis stretched out her hand, dilating her slightly contracted pupils little by little, and then——

He forcefully grabbed the singing doll next to Yun Bilan.

"..."

Yun Bilan breathed a sigh of relief involuntarily.

He muttered strange sounds that he couldn't understand, lowered his head, picked up the scissors, and cut open the doll's belly with a click. The fluffy cotton fell to his feet and flew everywhere.

Accompanied by the sound of something hard being crushed, the doll's singing voice suddenly changed its tone, and finally only a dead silence remained.

Phyllis threw the cut-up doll to the ground and stepped on it like trash.

However, unexpectedly, after destroying the puppet in his hand, he did not turn around and leave as before. On the contrary, he seemed very satisfied with the new torture tools in his hand and began to pick them up one by one from the shelf.

The doll was slowly cut into fine pieces with scissors.

Seeing that there were fewer and fewer dolls around her, Yun Bilan shivered uncontrollably, her body and mind becoming more and more tense.
To be continued...