In the blink of an eye, the vines wrapped around Wen Qing's ankles and calves, binding his legs tightly and pulling him backwards.

Wen Qing's pupils shrank, he grabbed the door of the red pavilion tightly, and moved forward with all his strength.

He took a reluctant step forward.

As soon as he entered the red pavilion, the vines on his feet loosened and Wen Qing fell forward.

There was a rustling sound, and countless vines immediately rushed into the red pavilion, gathering on the glass door to weave a web.

Wen Qing didn't hit the glass, but instead bumped into the vines.

The vines were very soft and didn't hurt at all, just like hitting a quilt.

Wen Qing was slightly startled.

Before he knew it, the vines had entangled his hands and feet.

Countless vines climbed up his legs from the ground and held them tightly. Wen Qing couldn't take a single step. He raised his hand to close the door, but as soon as his fingertips moved, the vines in front of him coiled around his hand and entangled it tightly.

Wen Qing was tied up in a spread-eagle position by vines and couldn't move.

He opened his mouth and wanted to make a sound. The vines seemed to know what he wanted to do. One of them climbed up his wrist to his shoulder, then quickly swam along his neck to his face and pressed against his lips.

The vines were apparently able to change their shape. When the finger-thick vines covered the lips, they suddenly grew larger and pressed against the lips like a gag. As soon as Wen Qing opened his mouth, it was blocked.

He was unable to speak and could only utter a vague low sound from his throat.

“Hmm…”

Wen Qing opened his eyes wide and watched the vines cover the entire red pavilion in a few seconds.

The dark green vines covered the crimson pavilion, blocking out the sun.

Wen Qing tried to struggle, but this only made the vines wrap around him closer and closer. The cold vines slid into his cuffs and trouser legs, and it felt cold and itchy when stuck to his skin.

“Hmm…”

Wen Qing's body trembled and he dared not move.

He calmed down a little and started to think. This vine had no face and its hands were tied, so he couldn't use the dog trainer's halo.

As for the two props of no porn and victim halo.

One of them couldn't speak, and the other...

Wen Qing quickly closed his eyes and repeated to himself three times, "I am the victim."

There is no prompt sound for successfully using the prop.

Wen Qing quickly asked 001 in his heart: [Why can't I use the props. ]

001: [The main body did not appear, so it cannot take effect. ]

Wen's eyes trembled, and his eyes became redder and redder: [What body? ]

[Does this vine still have a main body? ]

He opened his mouth, unable to close it, and soon felt the vine around his mouth getting wet.

Perhaps the vine was stimulated, and it even had a tendency to move into his mouth, and the cold thing touched the tip of his tongue.

Wen Qing's body couldn't stop shaking.

The vines wrapped around him tighter, sticking to his skin and moving slowly, like a snake, wrapping around his legs, hands, and waist again and again.

The force was not strong, it wrapped around him just right. Wen Qing didn't feel any pain, just cold and itchy, like a prey caught by a snake and teased by it.

Wen Qing's tears rolled around in her eyes and flowed down her cheeks.

Suddenly, a tiny vine climbed up his cheek, rubbed it affectionately, and wiped away his tears.

Feeling the stickiness of the vines, Wen Qing's eyelids twitched, and she felt that it was somewhat familiar.

The vines did not make any other movements except wrapping around him and rubbing against him.

Thinking of the true identity mentioned by 001, Wen Qing opened his eyes wide and stared closely outside the red pavilion.

The alley was very quiet in the early morning, and you could clearly hear the sound of the wind and the rustling of leaves outside.

Not long after, the sound of footsteps was heard.

“Da, da, da…”

It sounded like high heels stepping on stone slabs.

Wen Qing's brain was working rapidly. Girl?

vine?

He had never seen a girl playing with vines and had no idea what to do.

The sound of high heels in the alley became clearer and closer.

Wen Qing held his breath and saw a large hand with distinct joints grab the door of the red pavilion and slowly open it.

A heavily made-up face appeared in Wen Qing's sight.

Wen Qing's pupils shrank. Jiang Yan?

Jiang Yan raised the corners of his lips: "Oh... isn't this our Meng Meng?"

"Hmm..." Wen Qing looked at him in shock.

Perhaps because of Jiang Yan's appearance, the vines wrapped around him even tighter, the tips of the vines scratching his skin. Wen Qing's body couldn't stop trembling slightly, and a faint cry came from his throat.

Jiang Yan looked at Wen Qing's appearance and his throat moved slightly.

The dark green vines wrapped around the fair skin, circling around and around, separating Wen Qing's limbs. The vines were not still, but crawling slowly, making Wen Qing's skin look even whiter and more tender, with a hint of pink.

Under the dim light, you can see many vines growing into the clothes, and the shape of the vines can be faintly seen under the loose clothes.

Jiang Yan narrowed his eyes, leaned against the door covered with vines, took out a cigarette and lit it.

He took a slow puff, blowing smoke rings, and said nonchalantly: "Xiao Teng, I will bring the person back."

"It's hard to move when you look like this."

As he spoke, he winked at Wen Qing and silently mouthed: [Don't be afraid, trust me.]

Wen Qing opened his eyes wide, his mind a little confused.

Jiang Yan and Teng Man knew each other, so he helped him when they were in Dezhi Middle School?

You want to save him now?

Jiang Yan raised his hand, tapped lightly with his fingertips, and shook off the cigarette ash.

His gaze gradually moved from Wen Qing's hands and feet to his face.

Wen Qing's lips were bright red, and the vines between his lips were stained with water, and the color seemed to be darker. The corners of his lips also had a faint watery glow, with an indescribable astringent smell that made people want to abuse him.

Jiang Yan tightened his fingers, took a puff of cigarette, and calmed his restless heart a little.

"Xiao Teng," Jiang Yan said slowly, "How could you bear to tie him up for so long?"

The vines paused in their movement, as if they were thinking.

After a long while, the vines wrapped around Wen Qing's body loosened one by one.

Wen Qing's body swayed and was held in Jiang Yan's arms.

The next second, Jiang Yan ran out of the alley at lightning speed.

He reminded Wen Qing in a deep voice: "Don't move."

"If it catches up with me, there's nothing I can do."

Wen Qing was startled and looked back.

They saw a blanket of vines climbing up the walls and the ground on both sides of the alley, rapidly chasing after them.

The moment Jiang Yan ran out of the alley, the vines touched his hair and directly cut off his curly hair.

Jiang Yan cursed softly, dodged to the right while holding Wen Qing, and quickly rushed into a hotel operated by the system in front.

After entering the hotel, Jiang Yan did not run again.

Wen Qing watched as the vines chasing behind him suddenly stopped just as they were about to touch the glass door.

It seemed like it knew this was the system's territory and did not come in.

It wandered on the ground for a while, then clung to the wall, acting like a decoration, motionless.

Jiang Yan glanced at the vines, walked into the elevator and returned to his room.

Wen Qing was so stunned in his embrace that she even forgot to get down.

…………

It was late at night and there was no one in the hotel lobby, let alone anyone noticing this scene.

After returning to the room, Jiang Yan put Wen Qing on the sofa and raised his hand to take off the wig on her head.

Looking at the unevenly cut wig, Jiang Yan said to Wen Qing with a smile: "Meng Meng, you have to compensate me with a wig."

Wen Qing sat up from the sofa blankly and looked at him blankly: "What, what is going on?"

Jiang Yan threw the wig aside, walked into the bathroom, took out the makeup remover and started removing her makeup.

He closed his eyes, wiped his face, and said to Wen Qing: "In a copy, he saved my life."

"The price is to help him find someone."

Wen Qing followed him into the bathroom and asked confusedly, "Who is he?"

"It's that vine," Jiang Yan laughed and said jokingly, "Meng Meng doesn't even remember the vine?"

"How many vines did you offend?"

Wen Qing was at a loss. He had asked Jiang Yan about Oz, Zhouzhou, and Bai Tong when they were in the dungeon, but none of them were the right ones.

If it's about vines...

Wen Qing only knew Ji Junfeng.

But, but isn’t Ji Junfeng the boss in the dungeon?

I thought of the tentacle monster that Li Ran mentioned.

Men are prettier than girls...

Wen Qing's eyelids twitched, and he asked tentatively: "Is his name Ji Junfeng?"

"I don't know his name," Jiang Yan wiped off the makeup on his face, leaned over to wash his face, and continued, "But he is different from other players."

"The vines don't look like props to him, they look like part of him."

Part of the body...

Wen Qing's eyes went dark when he recalled the way the vines had rubbed against him affectionately just now.

Is it really Monsoon?

He quickly said, "If I know that guy, Fuji, he's not a player at all."

Hearing this, Jiang Yan turned off the faucet, picked up a towel to wipe his face, and said slowly: "If he is not a player, it means he has the means to become a player."

Wen Qing's heart tightened. Ji Junfeng was the high priest of Yu Xing...

Yu Xing is a god...

Wen Qing's eyelashes trembled. Has Ji Junfeng really become a player?

And it was to find him?

Are you helping Yu Xing?

…

Wen Qing opened his eyes, his mind a mess.

Suddenly, a strange and heroic face appeared in front of me.

Wen Qing was startled and stepped back repeatedly.

Only then could I see clearly that the face belonged to Jiang Yan. He had taken off his makeup, had short hair, and had heroic features without a trace of femininity. If you ignored his body, he looked like a boy, even more handsome than a boy.

Wen Qing was stunned.

Jiang Yan raised his eyebrows, looked up and tore off a piece of something as thin as a cicada's wing from his neck, revealing his Adam's apple.

Wen Qing was even more stunned, staring at his particularly prominent Adam's apple.

Adam's apple?

???

“You, you…are you a man?!”

Glancing at his expression in the mirror, Jiang Yan smiled, turned around to face Wen Qing, and spoke in his natural voice: "What's wrong?"

"Can't men wear women's clothes?"

These two sentences were spoken in a calm, low, hoarse male voice.

Wen Qing looked at Jiang Yan in a daze, then looked at his 36D and high heels: "Are you really a man?"

Jiang Yan chuckled twice, grabbed the corner of his clothes, and took them off with one hand.

Wen Qing subconsciously turned around to avoid him, and was then grabbed by Jiang Yan's wrist.

Jiang Yan pried his hands open and placed a heavy fake breast in his palm.

"Hmm, 36D."

As he spoke, he placed his hand on the back of Wen Qing's hand, pressed his fingers and squeezed it: "Does it feel good?"

“…”

Wen Qing looked at the fake breasts and remembered that Jiang Yan said 36D felt good in the copy.

So, that’s what it meant!

Jiang Yan took a step forward and stood in front of Wen Qing with his upper body naked.

He threw away the fake breasts in Wen Qing's hand, grabbed his hand, pressed it directly on his chest, and raised his eyebrows again: "If you are gay... you should like my breasts more, right?"

The skin under my palms was burning hot and my heart was beating fast.

Wen Qing retracted his hand: "I..."

Before he could even utter the word "believe", Jiang Yan grabbed his hand and slowly moved it down: "If you don't believe me, you can take a look at my big treasure."

Wen Qing's cheeks instantly turned red, and she quickly pulled her hand back: "I, I believe it!"

Jiang Yan chuckled, dug out a medical kit from the living room, put it on the table, and said to him, "So seeing that I saved you... remember to help me wipe my body and change the medicine these days."

Wen Qing was stunned for a moment and looked at him in confusion.

Jiang Yan glanced at the time, without explaining, and said quickly: "Don't tell anyone about my affairs, including Bai Tong, and don't go to him."

"I have too many enemies, and Bai Tong is one of them."

Wen Qing didn't react. What was it that couldn't be told to others?

Why are you grudge against Bai Tong again?

"Jiang Yan..."

As soon as his name was called, without any time to ask a question, several green patterns suddenly appeared on the heart area of Jiang Yan's face. They immediately spread out and covered his skin, even his cheeks were covered with green patterns.

"I'm fine."

"If you want to cry, wait until I wake up."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Yan spat out a mouthful of blood, his body swayed, and he fell straight to the ground.