Shen Zhizhi just arrived at the first floor by elevator.
When the elevator door opened, I saw that the corridor that should have been pitch black was now as bright as day.
Countless flesh-colored tentacles came into view on the ceiling, walls, and floor, wriggling and entwining, with sticky and smelly liquid hanging wetly on their skin, unable to fall off.
Thinking of the mirror monster's previous word "king", Shen Zhizhi thought that these tentacle monsters obeyed Song Shuxing.
"Baby, these subordinates of yours are a little naughty."
Song Shuxing's eyes showed a hint of confusion. These tentacles were so strange, he had never seen them before.
"Sister, these tentacles are not my subordinates."
Shen Zhizhi's arms tightened around Song Shuxing, her expression serious, "That's going to be troublesome."
A monster that doesn't even know the unspeakable things in the dungeon can only be a virus.
The system's judgment was wrong. The source was not Song Shuxing, but the tentacle monster.
The mechanical voice was shocked: [How come the energy aura emitted by this virus is exactly the same as the virus in the Happy Apartment dungeon?]
Exactly the same?
Shen Zhizhi frowned. The same virus prototype appeared twice in the copy where the baby existed. Was it a coincidence, or was that the only virus that could invade the horror game copy?
There were no clues to investigate further, so Shen Zhizhi suppressed the doubts in her heart.
In the copy, Song Shuxing mostly stayed in the mirror world. His real body rarely appeared in the cinema, so he was completely unaware of the tentacle monster occupying his home.
He was a little angry at the moment.
This cinema was a copy he managed, but the tentacle monster messed up his cinema and his sister saw it.
Dirty my sister's eyes.
Song Shuxing's eyes turned cold, and a mirror flashing with silver light began to spread under his feet. The mirror reflected the tentacles, and with a "whoosh", all the tentacles were sucked into the world of the mirror.
The corridor was silent, empty except for a sticky yellow liquid.
"No trouble." Song Shuxing nuzzled Shen Zhizhi's cheek, his voice sweet and soft, "Leave it to me."
Shen Zhizhi kissed the corner of his lips, “Baby is great.”
Song Shuxing really likes this kind of intimacy. Even though his neck is covered with red marks, he still tilts his neck up and moves close to Shen Zhizhi’s lips, “Sister, give me a kiss here too.”
Shen Zhizhi smiled and kissed Song Shuxing's neck.
Song Shuxing’s fair neck was covered with red marks, which, combined with her beautiful and delicate face, only aroused the feeling of “torture” in Shen Zhizhi’s heart.
She wanted to make him cry, make him cling to her weakly, and cry and call her sister.
Song Shuxing didn't see the darkness in Shen Zhizhi's eyes. He was intoxicated by his sister's tenderness and affection. Just as he was about to imitate his sister and kiss her perfect and slender swan neck, a scream suddenly came from the front of the corridor.
It's those players.
The door of the "Horror Murder Night" theater was knocked open by the players using props, and at the cost of two players, they finally escaped from the theater. They ran wildly in the corridor, and there was a strange sound behind them. Countless hideous flesh-colored tentacles seemed to break through layers of obstacles and hung tightly behind the players.
This scene is even more exciting than special effects blockbusters.
Shi Yan was about to cry, and the fat on his body was shaking. He used a speed potion to barely avoid being touched by the tentacle monster.
"I can't fight it, and I can't run away. Is this 'The Horror of Killing Night'?"
"Brother Yu, what should we do?"
Jiang Yu was sweating profusely, his legs weak from running. "How should I know what to do?"
Jiang Yu glanced at the time, his expression frozen, "Time has stopped."
He thought the chase would be over if he could get through the end of the movie, but his copy simply paused time.
Then why are you running with a feather duster?
Just stand there and let the tentacle monster kill you.
He thought so in his heart, but Jiang Yu ran faster. He couldn't die. He wanted to survive for a while. Who knew if a miracle would happen?
Jiang Yu was muttering about miracles in his mind, while Shi Yan behind him howled, "Oh my god, oh my god, Brother Yu, look ahead, it's the ticket seller and the mirror monster."
"It's over. We players are doomed to die from being attacked from both sides."
After a while, all the players who had no points to redeem the items after the effects of the items ended died.
Only Shi Yan and Jiang Yu were left on the field.
Jiang Yu is the vice president. The guild is not big, but it has a turnover. He has a lot of points and props, but facing this overwhelming death chase, his stock is almost running out.
His face was as pale as paper. "Attacked from both sides, this damn copy is really cheap."
One tentacle monster was enough to wipe them out, but there were actually two waves of this damn dungeon.
Shi Yan's points and props were also gone. If Jiang Yu hadn't given him a few props, he would have died long ago.
He cried uncomfortably, "Brother Yu, you are a good person. I will be reborn as a woman in my next life and will definitely give birth to several children for you to repay you."
Shi Yan's speed was getting slower and slower, and the tentacle monster was twitching excitedly. Jiang Yu really couldn't care less about his brother. He was going to die too, and it was just a matter of dying sooner or later.
"Okay, if you, Shi Yan, are a woman in your next life, I will have sex with you every day!"
I'm going to die anyway, so I might as well talk big.
Shi Yan was about to die, and he became shy. "To be honest, Brother Yu, you are really handsome. Although you are not as good-looking as that young mirror monster, you are still a top handsome guy."
Is this a compliment or an insult?
Jiang Yu felt as sick as if he had eaten shit when he thought about being compared to others even though he was about to die.
"Him? What's so good about him? He doesn't look manly at all. Tough is the mainstream, okay?"
"Besides, he relies on playing weak to attract the sympathy of the ticket seller. In the final analysis, he is a green tea."
"I really can't understand why the ticket seller would fall for this monster with only a face."
Jiang Yu let out a sigh of relief.
He was just jealous and hated that teenage monster.
Without his face, he might be the one the conductor lady sees.
"..." Song Shuxing was about to rescue the person and show his affection to his sister, but he suddenly changed his mind.
Jiang Yu, die.
My sister just likes him.
Song Shuxing pursed his lips proudly. Jiang Yu was not as good-looking as him, so he only complained verbally.
Shi Yan was a little surprised by Jiang Yu's words, but brotherhood made him agree with a few words.
Very good, Shen Zhizhi doesn’t want to save him anymore.
These two, Crouching Dragon and Phoenix Chick, have no other redeeming qualities except that they complain.
Shen Zhizhi smiled and closed the elevator door.
A moment.
Jiang Yu and Shi Yan's screams of pain were heard outside the door.
Song Shuxing covered Shen Zhizhi's ears and gently bit Shen Zhizhi's collarbone in the small elevator.
Shen Zhizhi relaxed her body and let him nibble on her.
The eyebrows are gentle and doting.
After hearing what the two players said, the little guy felt unhappy.
It was getting quiet outside the door. Song Shuxing released her hand that was covering Shen Zhizhi's ears and whispered, "Sister, why don't I understand what those two brothers said? What is green tea?"
Shen Zhizhi grabbed his moving hand, “Baby, do you smell the tea?”
Song Shuxing was stunned for a moment, then laughed softly, "No, I only smell the super fragrant scent of roses."
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