484. Yuying General University                                                           

10789           Word

36 minutes ago

There was no movement inside the door.

The door panel under the palm of the palm is hot, almost making people's skin burn.

Wen Jianyan gasped and slowly let go of his hand.

Generally speaking, under the dual threat of flames and library administrators, the probability of anchors survival is almost zero.

But will the mason die?

——It’s hard to say.

At this moment, Wen Jianyan felt his sleeve being pulled hard.

Immediately afterwards, Arnold's slightly trembling voice came from behind him.

“Hey…hey!”

Wen Jianyan turned his head.

Arnold looked straight behind him, not knowing what he saw, his face seemed a little pale.

Wen Jianyan followed his gaze and looked back.

I don’t know when the teammate who was left outside by the mason has disappeared. Wen Jianyan’s eyes circled and finally landed on the ground.

Half an empty leather bag drooped on the ground behind the table, stomping softly, like a leather pocket made of strange material, but the shape of a human can still be vaguely seen.

The Mason's team disappeared, which was logically a big help to him.

However, Wen Jianyan couldn't be happy.

“…”

He paused, slowly raised his eyes, and looked at the orange-haired girl standing beside him.

No matter his appearance, expression, or small movements, they are exactly the same as what he remembers.

I saw her licking her bright red lips with a smile. It was nothing, but looking from afar, it made people feel a chill rushing up from under her feet.

Wen Jianyan's heart skipped a beat.

"what to do?"

Arnold's voice was barely calm, and he asked at a very low volume: "Pin?"

After all, there are two people on their side, and there is only one on the other side, at least they have the advantage in this regard.

Wen Jianyan didn't say anything, but was still looking at the direction of "Orange Candy".

"Hey, I'm hungry," not far away, the little girl with orange hair pouted and looked cute. She pointed to Arnold behind Wen Jianyan and said in a coquettish tone, "Can I let me eat him?"

“?!”

Arnold, who was pointed out, was frightened.

He felt the cold air coming out of his bones' eyes and couldn't help but take a step back.

Wen Jianyan leaned sideways without a trace, blocking the "Orange Candy"'s view.

He smiled and discussed in a gentle tone: "This guy is dirty and smelly and ugly. What's the good thing about it? Is it good to change to someone else?"

Arnold: “…”

Although you know that your starting point is good, can you avoid personal attacks?

Wen Jianyan looked at the "Orange Candy". Although his face was smiling, the expression in his eyes was very serious.

This is not the first time he has dealt with "mirrors".

When they were in the mirror before, the degree of simulation of their disguise was already very terrifying. Their appearance, expression, and way of speaking were all vivid. In fact, if it weren't for the Orange Candy who used his wound to convey a prompt, Wen Jianyan would even find it difficult to tell at a glance whether the real Orange Candy was standing in front of him or her mirror image.

And now, it is not ready to continue disguising.

This is not necessarily a good thing.

Either it knows that its mirror identity has been exposed, and it doesn't make any sense to do so, or it just...it doesn't need to do so anymore.

After all, the main purpose of its previous disguise was to leave the mirror.

And now, it has succeeded.

"Wait a minute, I'll give you a signal," Wen Jianyan's voice was pressed down very low, as if squeezed out from his teeth, "You run."

Arnold was about to nod, but his movements stopped:

"I'll run?...whether of you?"

It’s not that he has a Stockholm complex, but Arnold is clear that facing humans is much better than facing monsters. If Wen Jianyan dies, he will probably be even more difficult.

What's more, Wen Jianyan really saved his life.

More than once.

"It won't kill me," Wen Jianyan didn't look at him, his eyes still fell tightly on the "Orange Candy" not far away, "I still use it."

"I count three, two, one."

Arnold nodded nervously.

"three."

Wen Jianyan pinched the props.

Behind him,

"two."

Sweat oozing from Arnold's forehead.

However, before the word "one" came out, a sound of footsteps came from the darkness outside the reading room.

Even, slow, from far to near.

Soon, a slender figure appeared in the light.

The young man has handsome facial features, smiley eyebrows and eyes, and looks strangely friendly.

Except for the different hair color, everything else seemed to be carved from the same mold.

Wen Jianyan's heart sank.

He recognized it, it was his own face.

really.

This is the reason why he just let Arnold run away while he stayed.

You know, the mason brought out from the mirror were two mirror images, one was orange candy and the other was his.

The orange candy disappeared, leaving only her mirror image. Wen Jianyan has many copies. He knew that the orange candy was mostly replaced by his mirror image.

This is also why Wen Jianyan is sure that "Orange Candy" will not kill him.

He is useful.

He asked Arnold to escape, on the one hand, because he should have a life of worry before being replaced, and on the other hand, he also made plans to get out of trouble.

Just when he was confronting "Orange Candy", Wen Jianyan had already thought about the fifth step he would do next.

As long as Arnold escapes, they still have a chance of winning next.

Indeed, excessive use of talent can be a huge price.

Just now, Wen Jianyan also keenly realized that every time Arnold "resurrected from the dead", his awakening speed would be a little slower than the last time, and the traces left by death were deeper. Sooner or later, he would fall into death and never wake up again.

However, the premise of using talent is to still be "alive".

Therefore, when using the other party, Wen Jianyan did not hesitate or hesitate.

It's a pity...

Wen Jianyan watched the mirror with his face approaching step by step, but his heart sank little by little.

Just one-on-two, his plan was difficult to execute.

Now two to two…

The possibility of success is almost none.

“!!”

Looking at the familiar figure, Arnold couldn't help but take a breath.

He turned his head suddenly and looked in Wen Jianyan's direction, his eyes circling on his face.

How is this?

Before he could figure out the reason, "Wen Jianyan" had already come forward and stopped beside "Orange Candy".
To be continued...