Infinite Nerves [Infinity]

The body touched by the fingertips is firm and powerful. It is completely different from Jiang Chen, a top student who fell into the ivory tower with him in the past. He is already an officer Jiang Chen.

Qianwu was very comfortable being kissed, and didn't care that she was gradually being pressed on the bed.The painting slipped from between the two and fell to the ground, they exchanged breaths, Jiang Chenteng touched his waist with one hand, pulled out a long and straight military belt with one hand, threw the belt casually, and slammed it on the painting with a bang.

This sound seemed to have touched a certain hidden nerve of the painter, Qianwu pulled the back of his neck to kiss him actively, his breath was messy, and his slender fingers left a few light red marks on the commander's wheat-colored skin.

When Peng Peng woke up, Zhong Liye yelled twice in the corridor.Qu Ying from the next door arrived immediately, and half a minute later, Jiang Chen and Qian Wu came out of the room one after the other.

Mr. Commander was still wearing a vest, and the laces of his military boots were a little loose.He straightened his belt as he walked, and the buckles clicked in the air.

Qian Wu followed behind him, his expression and clothes were as usual, his black eyes were clear, and there was a bright smile on his red lips.

"Why are you surrounding me? Where is this? The cabin? Are we out? Shall I go?" Peng Peng asked five times with a wrinkled face. Before anyone could reply, he suddenly remembered something and suddenly looked down at his legs.

It's fine, it doesn't hurt or itches, he tentatively raised it in the air, then clenched his fist and punched it twice.

"Does it hurt??!"

"Hey!" He held his legs happily, "I clearly remember that there is only one bone left after being gnawed by the monster. Is that good? What props did you get later?"

Zhong Liye said, "Maybe it's the dungeon setting, and the pain disappeared after escaping. Qianwu got the key, but I don't know what it will do later."

Peng Peng was terrified when he heard the words, "If it's later, will I bleed to death? But it hurts too much, it hurts so much, I can't even tell."

"No." Zhong Liye raised his hand and touched his forehead naturally, pulled out a blood pressure measuring instrument from somewhere, asked him to stretch his arm, and said, "There is a doctor in the team, at least I will keep it safe." You get close to the blood of the nerves."

Peng Peng smiled when he heard the words, "Didn't you say that you will not save people for the rest of your life?"

Zhong Liye paused slightly, but his expression remained calm: "But you can't watch your teammates die."

Soon, Zhong Liye glanced at the number on the sphygmomanometer, and untied the rubber tube on Peng Peng's arm, "You're fine, you're fine."

"The rest of my life after the catastrophe." Peng Peng rubbed his arms with emotion, glanced at the lucky bags of food piled up on the table from the corner of his eye, took a pudding, and asked Qian Wu, "Are you two okay?"

"As you can see." Jiang Chen slightly nodded at him, "Thank you for helping Qianwu block that attack."

"You're welcome, Qianwu, my love." Peng Peng waved his hand casually, and after sucking the pudding, he added to Jiang Chen, who had a gloomy face, "Dear love."

Jiang Chen returned to his usual indifference, "The next dungeon may arrive soon, everyone should rest more and prepare in advance."

After he finished speaking, he turned and left, Qianwu smiled at Peng Peng, and turned to follow.

Peng Peng suddenly exclaimed from behind, "Why are you tearing your clothes—"

The voice stopped abruptly, and Zhong Liye and Qu Ying covered their mouths and pressed their heads, and the cooperation was perfect.

After wandering on the river for an unknown amount of time, the light in the cabin automatically became soft and dim, as if hinting that they had reached the night of the biological clock.

Several other people went out of the cabin halfway to recharge their batteries and sucked the blood of their nerves, Jiang Chen and Qian Wu did not move, Jiang Chen leaned on the bed to maintain the saber, as if it would last forever.Qian Wu was sitting on the bed next to him flipping through the painting album, and the two of them were chatting one after another.

The cabin was dim and dark. After a long time, Qianwu yawned and closed the album.

"If you don't enter the dungeon again, I'm really going to sleep." He propped his elbows on the narrow table between the two beds sleepily, and glanced at Jiang Chen's outstretched long legs next to him out of boredom.

"It's boring."

Jiang Chen stared at him for a moment, then laughed angrily, "Boring?"

They don't make it to the last step, the foreplay is rich and emotional, but it stops abruptly at the end.

Qianwu refuses, stubbornly refuses to listen to persuasion, just refuses.

Qianwu yawned again, "What's the point if you can't make it to the end? Just don't tease me in the future, it's immoral."

"It's because you don't want to be too small, so you have the nerve to say this?" Jiang Chen raised his eyebrows displeased, sat up and said, "I've been in business for three years, I really think you're promising, but you're still so cute and have a bad temper .”

Qian Wu squinted his eyes and smiled, "You scold me again."

Jiang Chen stared at him, sighed helplessly for a long time, fell back on the bed and looked at the low ceiling and said, "You haven't changed at all."

"Yeah." Qianwu also lay down, "I'm not you changing careers halfway, what can be changed."

Jiang Chen was silent when he heard the words, and only turned his head to look at his side face.

He wanted to say that even after all the training, you still look like a naive child who doesn't know much about the world.

This may be the talent of the painter, or it may be the talent of Qianwu.

When the lights were completely dimmed, they fell asleep on two narrow beds separated by tens of centimeters.There was only the sound of quiet breathing in the cabin. At the other end of the corridor, Zhong Liye and the three of them were still playing cards to watch the night. Their deliberately lowered voices twisted into a comfortable whiteness, which made the sleeping people sleep more peacefully.

After an unknown amount of time, Qianwu was awakened by the sound of oars hitting the cabin door.

The rough and thick voice of the boatman sounded outside, "It's the stop! It's the stop! Come out! Don't sleep! If you sleep again, you will be thrown into the sea of ​​nerves!"

He opened his eyes, and Jiang Chen just sat up opposite him, reaching out to pull out the dried shirt and put it on.

"How long have we slept?" Qian Wu asked with a frown.

Jiang Chen thought for a while, "It shouldn't be long, maybe only half an hour."

So Qianwu's face got even worse, and he got up displeased, Jiang Chen stroked his messy sleeping hair, and said: "Let's go, go to sleep in the dungeon."

Night has come on the sea of ​​nerves, the island is approaching, and the island is a village and town winding up the mountain.The mountain is covered with wooden houses, and lights are lit outside each house.The dots of lights and human smoke decorate the mountain very warmly.

"It's peaceful." Peng Peng stood at the bow and looked into the distance. "It's not as scary as the previous copy."

Jiang Chen said lightly: "Not necessarily."

They looked up along Jiang Chen's line of sight, the winding mountain road went straight up, and then they saw the flat top of the mountain.

"It's a volcano." Qu Ying's face turned pale, "This village was actually built on a volcano."

Zhong Liye said, "Let's take a closer look at the boat. From here, the lava pocket has been somewhat weathered, and the mountain is broken. It is very likely that it is an extinct volcano."

"Is it true that an extinct volcano won't erupt?" Peng Peng asked immediately.

"At least there has been no eruption after historical records, but it is not completely certain. It seems that there have been precedents of extinct volcanoes erupting suddenly and destroying farms at the foot of the mountain."

There were more than a dozen boats docked on the shore, and everyone got off the boat with mixed emotions. Qu Ying glanced at the number of people, "About 20 people."

"The proportion of players who are alone is getting higher and higher." Jiang Chen said in a low voice, "The whole formation is eye-catching, so don't deliberately hide it, but don't be too high-profile."

Everyone nodded, Qianwu quietly walked to the sign standing at the foot of the mountain, and looked at the words that appeared on it.

[The 6th copy: Hot Spring Peach]

【Number of players: 21】

[Mission description: Tangquan Town is a small town built on an extinct volcano. It is engaged in hot spring hotels and tourists are thriving.However, Tangquan Town was not like this ten years ago. Volcanic activities were frequent, villagers and houses were destroyed, and countless ghosts and ghosts were born under the lava.It was his arrival that stopped all of this...]

"Is this the end?" Peng Peng raised his hand to stretch his eyelids, "Am I blind or is this description really that short?"

A female player said behind him: "The mission description is very vague. The boatman also said that this would be easier. Are you serious?"

Qian Wu turned her head, she looked at a man beside her when she was talking, the two behaved casually, like a couple.

More than [-] people gathered around, Zhong Liye thought for a moment and asked: "If anyone comes, the boatman said it will be an easy copy, let me have a look?"

Almost the vast majority of people raised their hands.

"Our last book was very scary, and the boatman said that there might be an easy book for the players to take a breather." The female player said, "My name is Sissy, and this is my boyfriend, brother Chen. In the last copy, only the two of us survived." .”

After she finished speaking, the players started discussing, everyone's last dungeon was almost a massacre copy.

"It's a copy of the collection of survivors, so maybe the boatmen aren't lying."

As Zhong Liye said, he turned his head and looked up along the winding mountain road. At some point, another sign appeared at the foot of the mountain. It was at the bottom of the bluestone steps, and it read "Changing into the mountain from here".

"What do you mean by changing clothes?" Peng Peng looked around, "There is no room for changing clothes around here?"

No one knows, the sea of ​​nerves has vanished into nothingness, the players have been discussing for a long time without discussing why, and some people suggested to go to the mountain first.

The steps paved with bluestone slabs meander up the mountain, and the first building passing by is the wooden villa on the mountainside.The outline of the house protruding half from the mountain is exquisite and simple. The lanterns outside the house exude a warm halo, wooden doors and windows, and oiled paper curtains, which are very interesting.There is a plaque under the eaves of the house. There are words on the plaque, which cannot be seen clearly from a distance.

From time to time, white mist rises from the top of the wooden villa, spreads and dissipates in the forest, and the melodious bell sounds from the distant mountains make the listeners hear and see.

"Let's go." Qian Wu said indifferently: "It doesn't seem like there is a bad omen, go up the mountain first."

As soon as he finished speaking, he had already picked up the steps. He had just taken two steps when he suddenly felt his feet sinking, as if his shoes were one size too heavy.

"Your clothes!" Peng Peng exclaimed from behind.

Qianwu lowered his head when he heard the words, and was stunned for a moment when he saw his changed attire.

Shirt trousers have become men's kimono style.In the real world, he tried to wear a formal dress hakama, but this one omitted the complicated parts, and only kept the inner undergarment and the long outer shirt.The cuffs are narrow sleeves, which are more of a daily style.

This body is off-white, not too fancy, looking carefully under the moonlight, there are only a very light dark lines of champagne color, and the tentacles are smooth and silky.

Qianwu moved his feet belatedly, and his feet had turned into wooden clogs, which rattled on the bluestone board.

Jiang Chen followed and changed his clothes at that moment. The dark blue kimono was different from his dark pattern. There were several large totems on the front and back, like clouds and not clouds, and words that were not words.

Qian Wu was stunned for a long time, then suddenly stretched out his hand to trace.

It was a calligraphy handwritten by Marshal Jiang when he was a child, and it is said to be a character on the Jiang family tree.

"This is changing clothes." Jiang Chen said clearly: "Do you know Japanese ghosts? Maybe it can be used."

Qian Wu said, "I have read idle books at your house, but I don't have a deep impression on them. I can only remember them when I encounter them."

Other players stepped onto the bluestone steps one after another, and there were about twenty men and women in kimono at the foot of the mountain.The bell on the mountain rang again, as if to express welcome.

Everyone climbed up the mountain along the bluestone steps. The clogs stepped on the steps, and the crisp sound at first made people feel happy physically and mentally.But soon, the mountain became hotter and humid, and the clogs were heavier than usual shoes, and everyone slowed down.

As night falls, there are mosquitoes on the mountain, lingering and buzzing around.

Qianwu felt pain in his feet after walking a few steps, so he simply took off his shoes and held them in his hands, and walked slowly on a flat place.Jiang Chen followed beside him, driving away mosquitoes for him.

"Is my nerves deliberately treating me harshly?" Qianwu's tone was cold and displeased, "And you are engaging in this kind of torture that doesn't hurt your life?"

The material of the kimono is not breathable, and it is extremely uncomfortable to walk on the hot and humid mountain.Qian Wu took off his clogs and only his socks were left. Through a thin layer of cloth, he felt that the bluestone steps under his feet were scorching.

"I don't believe this volcano won't erupt." He frowned. "It seems to be about to explode."

"Your voice is a bit hoarse." Jiang Chen spoke, then paused, and smiled helplessly, "I'm a bit hoarse too."

It's as if a ball of hot and humid air is stuck in the throat, although it doesn't feel dry, but it still makes the throat opaque.

Qian Wu sighed, "Is there any cold ones to drink?"

"Drink mine, I still have a lot in my bag." Qu Ying, who was wearing a light yellow kimono in front of her, turned her head and took out a bottle of milk from her lucky bag, her tentacles were slightly cool.

Qianwu unscrewed the bottle and drank it after a few gulps. The cool milk felt refreshing in his throat for a while, but it seemed to aggravate the hotness in his body.

"Are you okay." Jiang Chen looked at him worriedly, "I'm halfway there, hold on for a while."

Qianwu had lost his expression, he tied a small ice bag on his forehead, and walked up silently, looking up at the wooden villa on the mountainside from time to time.

When we actually walked outside the wooden villa, the night was already dark, but the buildings on the mountain lit up the lights a little more.When it was nearly halfway up the mountain, the voices of people also increased, and it was full of smoke and fire.

Qian Wu raised his arms and put them on Jiang Chen's shoulders in front of the wooden villa, panting slightly.Her cheeks were blushing, and her black eyes gleamed with a layer of water, like drunkenness.

Jiang Chen pinched a paper fan with two pieces of paper torn from the drawing book, and gently shook it by his ear.

There are a few words written on the plaque of the wooden villa.

The first hotel in Tangquan Town.

"No matter how you look at it, it looks like a routine in a scenic spot." Peng Peng was speechless, "I've seen this kind of thing too much, okay? The first one you encounter in a scenic spot is always the darkest."

Someone among the players suggested, "How about we go up again? Look at other houses."

"No." Qianwu's face darkened even more, he squinted his eyes and stared at the plaque for a moment, and said, "It's just this one, black is black."

Someone paused, "What if there is a charge, do you have money?"

Qianwu spoke bluntly, "No."

As soon as the words fell, a young girl suddenly ran out from inside in small steps.

The girl was wearing light pink long sleeves, and an emerald green undergarment was exposed at the neckline.Fair skin, long black hair hanging on both sides of the chest, smiling sweetly at everyone.

"Are you new guests? Come in, I heard that there will be a tourist group of 21 people visiting today, is it you?"

Hearing this, Jiang Chen took a step forward, "Well, it's us."

"The adults' bedroom and soup pool are ready! Please change your shoes, soak in the soup first, and go to bed early after the refreshments." The girl bent down and skillfully took out a pair of new clogs from the wooden cabinet next to her, "My name is Liuliu, adults have something to tell me."

The players stepped forward to change their shoes one after another. Qian Wuben, who was only wearing socks, was stunned for a moment when he stepped forward, and his fingers touched his feet inadvertently.

She withdrew her hand in an instant, raised her head and met Qianwu's eyes, two blushes of shame spread across the girl's cheeks.

She glanced left and right nervously, "My lord, change your shoes."

Qianwu raised his lips and smiled, and said yes softly.

Liuliu looked down at the bluestone road in panic, "My lord! You, you are so handsome!"

Jiang Chen took a step forward expressionlessly, blocking her sight.

She raised her head and glanced at Jiang Chen, the slight blush on her cheeks suddenly turned into a ripe peach color.

Qian Wu frowned subtly, suspecting that he saw a puff of white smoke erupting from her head just now.

The girl was sweating nervously, twisting her fingers together in front of her, looking around.

"My lord!" She whispered to Jiang Chen: "You, you are more handsome! Not only handsome, but also in good shape!"

Jiang Chen raised his eyebrows, "Really."

Liuliu blushed and couldn't speak, and the hand that handed the shoes trembled slightly.

Jiang Chen turned his head to appreciate Qianwu's displeasure, and took it with a smile after a while, "You are very discerning."

"Interesting."

Qian Wu smiled softly, put his feet into the wooden clogs, stepped on Jiang Chen's footsteps step by step.

The author has something to say: accept all flirting.

Little Nervous said on the floor, it is said that the players who showed affection on Qixi Festival were eaten by the dungeons.