femme fatale [unlimited]

Ning Mianmian finally realized where the disobedience just now came from, it wasn't her own body at all.She moved closer and observed carefully.

Compared with Lin Cen in the mirror now, his eyebrows and eyes are a little immature, and he looks about 20 years old.

And at this time, Lin Cen still had black hair and black eyes, which was her appearance in the real world, and she didn't use face pinching.

Ning Mianmian suddenly understood that she had somehow come to the illusion woven by Lin Cen's memories.

This should be a copy of the horror that Lin Cen experienced when he was a newcomer, which left a heavy psychological shadow on her, was caught by Xue Lan, and then it fell on him, whether it was intentional or unintentional.

According to Lin Cen's appearance, the timeline is speculated. At this time, Lin Cen should not have entered the entertainment circle, but he entered the game first.She is still an amateur in the real world, so pinching her face is unnecessary.And Lin Cen may be an unlucky newcomer like her, who hasn't unlocked the mall yet, or doesn't have enough points to buy face pinches.

Ning Mianmian couldn't help frowning.

In this way, things become much more troublesome.

She has no relevant memories, doesn't know the background of the dungeon, and doesn't know what to do next, so she can only explore a little bit.

Moreover, Lin Cen has always been calm and self-reliant, so something that can become Lin Cen's psychological shadow must be extremely terrifying.

It's hell mode, can she still get out?

Ning Mianmian bit her lip, and suddenly recalled what Lin Cen said "there is no dead end in the dungeon".

No, don't panic, she must be calm.

Ning Mianmian lowered her eyes, picked up the scattered toiletries, and slowly walked into the bathroom.

The bathroom is a regular layout, the facilities are a bit old, and a few tiles on the wall have fallen off.

There are twenty or thirty compartments inside, but no one is there.

Ning Mianmian saw a large dark blue plastic bucket in the corner of the door, inside which were stuffed a few white blouses of the same style as her, which were also stained with red blood.

Is this blouse disposable?Ning Mianmian thought about it, took it off, and threw it into the bucket.

At this moment, the pain that had occurred before came again, this time it lasted longer, and Ning Mianmian clearly felt this pain.

The pain became more and more severe, and she took two steps forward with difficulty, and knelt down against the wall.

If you insist on describing it, it's like there are countless sharp blades piercing the skin, scraping the flesh and bones little by little.Every inch of her body was ravaged by the pain, leaving her mind blank. She had no energy to think or resist, so she could only grit her teeth and bear it silently.

At a certain moment, from the corner of his eyes, he seemed to see two or three black marks on his skin, but when he looked closely, there was nothing.

I don't know how long it took, but the pain finally disappeared.

Ning Mianmian slowly raised her head, and cold sweat ran down her cheeks immediately. She felt that all the strength in her body was drained, she leaned against the wall motionless for a while, and then stood up little by little.

She walked into one of the stalls at random and turned on the shower.

The water vapor rose, and the warm water wrapped around the body, and the red marks were washed away little by little.

The feeling of pain has long since disappeared, as if it had never appeared before.Her skin was intact, without any wounds.

What is going on here?

Ning Mianmian thought to herself.

Could it be that Lin Cen suffered some internal injury, or was hit by some kind of Gu...

But then again, bathing with someone else's body is really a rare life experience.

The skin touched by the fingers was soft and smooth, yet a little strange.The strange feeling made her face feel hot.

Ning Mianmian couldn't help but look down.

Come on, Lin Cen's figure is indeed better than hers.

She didn't stay for long, and left the bathroom after a quick wash.

The change of clothes in the cabinet is a black dress with a simple style and soft texture.The skirt drapes well and is just above the knee.There is also a pair of black short boots on the side.

Ning Mianmian changed her clothes, briefly dried her hair, and checked the room carefully, but found nothing, and then walked towards the exit of the room.

As soon as she opened the door, she saw a service desk-like facility outside the door, with access control next to it.

Behind the gate is a long corridor, with rooms on both sides. The cold white light reflects on the spotless marble floor, reflecting a bit of cold light.

Sitting at the service desk was a beautiful girl with long light pink hair cut in a princess cut, a pointed chin, big eyes and lighter pupils.Wearing a moon white short skirt, the edge of the skirt has exquisite bronzing patterns, and the workmanship is exquisite.

Seeing Ning Mianmian, the girl turned her head and waved at her.

A string of small silver bells hung on her slender wrist, which made a few crisp sounds as she moved.

Ning Mianmian's eyes paused slightly, she didn't have any memory of the current situation in her mind, she didn't know what would happen if she was found out to be a fake under such circumstances, but it was not a good thing anyway.

The information she had was too little, and she said too much and made mistakes, so she ignored the girl, and just walked towards the gate without making a fuss.

Ning Mianmian raised her hand, swiped the bracelet on her wrist, and the access control was released.

However, just as she stepped through the gate and was about to step into the corridor, a sweet voice came from behind.

"Wait a moment."

Ning Mianmian turned her head, her tone was flat, "Is there something wrong?"

She tried her best to imitate Lin Cen's appearance, and her palms began to sweat.

The girl walked over unhurriedly, the corners of her lips raised slightly, and she looked up and down the person in front of her.

Lin Cen's height was a bit taller than her, which made the other party feel less oppressed.Ning Mianmian collected herself, just looked down at her with no emotion on her face.

The girl raised her arm with a smile, and handed something to her eyes.

"Why, you forgot to take your weapon today?"

The black ribbon lay quietly in her palm, it was the one tied around Lin Cen's wrist.

Ning Mianmian's heart tightened.

It seems that it may be because of the previous dungeon settings, after Lin Cen entered that room, the weapons on his body were taken away.She got in halfway, so didn't know that.

And since the girl said the word "today", it means that Lin Cen has probably been here for a few days.The correct process is probably to hand in the weapon before entering the room, and you can get it again after you come out.

Ning Mianmian's brain was working quickly, and before the suspicion in the girl's eyes became sharp, she said, "I'm thinking about other things."

As she spoke, she stretched out her hand and took the black ribbon.

The moment her fingertips touched, the ribbon quickly wrapped around her wrist, docilely.

Ning Mianmian breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately this ribbon is not smart enough to recognize its owner based on spirit.

Seeing this, the girl's expression softened a lot.

She said, "What are you thinking about?"

"I'm thinking." Ning Mianmian looked at her calmly, "When will I be able to get out from here?"

Although she is not clear about the current situation, based on the existing details, she can tell that there is a management system in place here.The existence of the girl with pink hair is like a manager.

Moreover, Pink Hair's attitude towards her is quite polite, and she doesn't feel superior to others, so it shows that there is a mutual interest relationship between them.

Maybe all the NPCs in the dungeon are like this. Even if they want to kill people, they must follow the rules of the game, just like Xue Lan and Song Yun in the apartment.

That's why Ning Mianmian dared to ask such a question. If she was lucky, she might be able to find a clue to get out of the current predicament.

"It's coming soon, as long as you can pass all the tests." The girl tilted her head, her eyes flickering with curiosity, "But then again, why don't you smile today?"

Ning Mianmian: ...

Can I give you a smile now?

Lin Cen's behavior is too unpredictable, right?Come out of such a ghostly place and still be in the mood to laugh?

But she couldn't let the other party discover the clues, and according to Lin Cen's temperament, it was impossible for her to do what others said.

So Ning Mianmian looked at her coldly, "I'm not kidding."

"Really, why are you still angry." There was a smile on the girl's lips, as if her heart was innocent, "Go back and rest when you're tired."

After dealing with the pink-haired girl, Ning Mianmian walked forward along the corridor.

The corridor was very quiet, the doors on both sides were closed tightly, lifeless, only the sound of shoe soles hitting the ground echoed in the air.

Ning Mianmian stopped at the door of the room marked with the same cross pattern as on the bracelet.She raised her hand to swipe, and the door opened in response.

The size of the room is small, like the most common single dormitory for girls, full of the atmosphere of life, which is incompatible with Lin Cen's temperament.

On the left hand side of the entrance is a large wardrobe with a height of one person, which occupies the entire wall.On the right hand side is a writing desk with a lot of things on it.There is a single bed next to the window, covered with solid-colored sheets and futons.

This is Lin Cen's residence. Look through it to see if you can find any clues.

Ning Mianmian first opened the closet to take a look.

There are several clothes and skirts neatly hung in the closet, and there are several pairs of shoes underneath, similar in style to the ones she wears.There was a stack of folded white clothes in the corner. Ning Mianmian picked up one and unfolded it, and found that it was the same white waterproof blouse she had worn before.

Apart from these, there was nothing in the closet, so Ning Mianmian put the blouse back, turned around and sat down in front of the desk.

There is a simple bookshelf on the countertop, and a few books are scattered here and there.There is also a book in the middle of the table, which has traces of being opened, and there are paper and pens beside it.

What's the situation, is it that people are required to study here?Or is Lin Cen too idle?

Ning Mianmian looked curiously at the book on the table, and saw on the cover it said: "Three sentences, let you learn the art of speaking!" "

Ning Mianmian: ... What is this?

Lin Cen would actually read this kind of book?But with Lin Cen's venomous tongue, he really should learn the art of speaking.Ha ha, who is spared by heaven.

Ning Mianmian felt extremely unbelievable, but also a little gloating, she turned to the first page with a tentative attitude.

A line of comments came into view, smooth and smooth, and it was Lin Cen's handwriting at first glance.

The content is: ?can't read