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492. Yuying Comprehensive University Wen Jianyan: You Do All the Bad Things!(1/6)

492. Yuying Comprehensive University Wen Jianyan, you have done all the bad things! (1 / 2)

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3 minutes ago

"...!!"

The moment his eyes fell on him, Wen Jianyan took a breath and stepped back subconsciously.

Leaving the principal's office on tiptoe.

After a brief pause, the black figure slowly turned his head back.

Soon, the feeling of being watched disappeared.

In the corridor, Wen Jianyan let out a long breath, his palms sticky with cold sweat.

It seems... even though he is in "memory" now, he is not completely insulated from danger. The sight of the black shadow just now seemed to be able to penetrate the boundary between memory and reality and capture him.

After calming down, Wen Jianyan raised his eyes and looked in the direction of the principal's office again.

"Wang Ni" stood in front of the desk, seeming to be talking to the dark figure behind the desk.

Due to the distance, he couldn't hear the conversation inside.

However, fortunately, his action just now caused the principal's office door to open wider. Even if he was standing in the corridor now, he could barely see some of the scene inside the door.

I saw "Wang Ni" reaching out and taking something from the black shadow in front of her.

Immediately afterwards, footsteps came towards the door.

Wen Jianyan felt nervous and hurriedly stepped back.

Just hearing a "squeak", the door to the principal's office in front of me was opened.

"Wang Ni" walked out of the principal's room. It walked forward without squinting. Its eyes passed over Wen Jianyan's body, but did not stop.

Wen Jianyan breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that "Wang Ni" is not as aware of his existence as the black shadow.

His eyes moved down and fell on "Wang Ni"'s hand, and his pupils shrank slightly.

It was an inconspicuous-looking black box with no pattern on the surface, and it didn't seem to be locked.

Judging from the size, it seems like it can fit into a drawer.

Wait a minute, is this—

Wen Jianyan subconsciously took a step forward, but was stopped abruptly the next second.

no.

He quickly woke up and stopped moving.

Regardless of whether what "Wang Ni" is holding is the target prop for them to enter the dungeon this time, he can't do anything at this moment.

Not to mention that they are still in their memories, whether they can actually touch it or not is a question. More importantly, Wen Jianyan has not forgotten his current situation.

Danger that can penetrate the barrier of reality and memory is still around the corner.

Once he acts rashly, it's hard to say what will happen next.

He watched "Wang Ni" walking forward along the corridor, took a deep breath, and prepared to lift her heels.

However, as soon as Wen Jianyan took a step, his breath hitched.

He staggered, raised his hands to support the wall next to him, and lowered his head.

Why...it happened to be at this time.

The pain was like an activated seed, taking root deeply in his flesh and blood, growing wantonly with his bones and blood as nourishment.

Cold sweat oozed out, making the bloodless skin even paler. His dilated pupils trembled slightly, and his lips pursed into a cold straight line. Wen Jianyan gritted his teeth and swallowed back the sound that was about to break out of his throat.

[Honesty comes first] Live broadcast room:

"Hiss...the interval between the onset of the badge's side effects is getting shorter and shorter."

"Yes, the intensity is getting stronger and stronger."

At this moment, the darkness that was originally motionless around Wen Jianyan's wrist suddenly moved. Cold and soft tentacles like small snakes climbed up the young man's wrist, bypassed the trembling and tense limbs, and moved silently on the fabric.

It traveled up and down, over the forearms, shoulders, and chest, and finally stopped at the heart.

The soft darkness stretched against the curvature of the skin, coldly covering the burning pain.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion…

The pain seemed to miraculously subside.

Wen Jianyan raised her eyelashes soaked in sweat, only to find that the world in her sight had been completely turned upside down.

He blinked and finally slowly realized that he had fallen to the ground at some point.

...According to this progress, he will reach his limit in two more attempts at most.

A solution must be found as soon as possible.

Wen Jianyan put one hand on the ground, raised his body with difficulty, and exhaled a shaky breath.

He unbuttoned and looked at the badge.

But when his eyes touched his heart, Wen Jianyan couldn't help but be startled.

The relief I just felt in my drowsiness...isn't it an illusion?

He lowered his eyes and pondered for a while, then quietly tied the buttons again, and as he passed by, he pulled down the dark tentacles curled up around his heart without leaving a trace.

As if he felt the force pulling him down, the tentacles stuck closer to him. Small granular protrusions appeared on the originally smooth and cold surface, sucking the skin tightly and being pulled.

The time is just right——

"……Well!"

An unexpected scream escaped from his throat, and the next second he was bitten again by his teeth, and he swallowed it hard again.

[Honesty comes first] Live broadcast room:

"?Do the side effects last so long this time?"

"Well... is the host still in pain? But is the sound a little weird?"

"..."

Wen Jianyan looked gloomily and retied the buttons one by one, buttoning them all the way to the top.

The originally bloodless face turned a sickly red at some point.

damn it.

Although I know that since Wu Zhu dares to leave a dark part of himself for him to take away, he should be confident that he will not be noticed by the nightmare, and even if he is occasionally exposed to the live broadcast footage, he will not attract attention - but this does not mean

On behalf of Wen Jianyan, he was willing to unbutton his shirt and fight with it in full view of the public, forcefully tearing the thing off from where it shouldn't be.

The second thing is whether you want to lose face or not. What's worse is being targeted by a nightmare because of the audience's unusual reaction.

Therefore, no matter how much Wen Jianyan gritted his teeth with hatred, he could only let it go for the time being.

Fortunately, after he moved his hand away, it stopped moving and instead stayed motionless on his skin. It was as cute as some kind of pendant. If you don't pay attention, it would be easily forgotten.

Wen Jianyan got up expressionlessly.

...He will record this account on Wu Zhu.

After standing up, Wen Jianyan raised his head and looked into the corridor in front of him - the place where "Wang Ni" had just been was now empty, and even the black shadow in the principal's room had disappeared, leaving no trace.

Wen Jianyan frowned and raised his hand to push his sweat-stained hair back, his expression unable to conceal his frustration.

It was such an unlucky coincidence that the side effects of the badge occurred this time. It was a minor matter that it temporarily incapacitated him, but it was a major matter that he lost "Wang Ni".

It seems that he must think carefully about his next strategy.

However, before Wen Jianyan could start thinking, the sound of very light footsteps came from downstairs.

"?!"

Wen Jianyan was startled and subconsciously stepped back, staring at the place where the sound came from.

The footsteps were closer.

The further up you go, the softer the sound becomes, as if it was deliberately suppressed to avoid being heard by others.

Soon, a black shadow fell on the ground in the corridor on the third floor, and a foot followed.

Then, a young face appeared in Wen Jianyan's sight.

This is a pale and nervous face, with deep blue and black eyes. It looks like he has endured a long time of torture and torture. He looks around nervously, as if looking for something - his eyes are warm and simple.

Yan passed by and did not stop.

But again, this is also an unfamiliar face.

He was so unfamiliar that Wen Jianyan had no impression of him at all - which proved that he had not seen this person since entering the dungeon.
To be continued...
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