Bind to the fake death system, the goddess turned into a black yandere for me

Ling Shuangxue's eyes had completely lost their original coldness and aloofness.

A sick smile appeared on her face.

The red mark of the inner demon began to spread slowly, even to her neck.

"Shen An..."

Her voice was low and hoarse, and her tone was full of unconcealable desire.

"You... will never leave me... right?"

But her hand tightly grasped his wrist, and her cold fingertips seemed to pierce his skin.

"Shuangxue, calm down, let me go first, we can talk slowly."

Ling Shuangxue's face showed a weird smile, and her eyes became more and more cold.

Her other hand slowly raised, and her fingertips trembled slightly.

"No need to say, Shen An... I will let you stay with me forever, using the most thorough method..."

Before she finished speaking, her hand suddenly reached out to his chest with murderous intent.

He pushed Ling Shuangxue away and staggered back a few steps.

Shen An rushed out of the door desperately, his steps were flustered.

Suddenly, Shen An's feet were empty, and he fell into a loose stone brick on the ground with a plop, falling into a hidden secret passage.

He fell awkwardly on the cold stone slab, and the surroundings were so dark that he couldn't see his hand in front of his face. The air was filled with a stale musty smell.

"Damn it! What is Ling Shuangxue going crazy about again?"

Shen An ignored the pain in his body and climbed up to grope around.

However, as he was exploring around, his hand accidentally touched something, which felt cold and smooth.

His fingers gently slid across, and he instantly felt a burst of spiritual power coming from his fingertips.

A faint light lit up from the darkness, illuminating the center of the dark room.

There, there was a guqin, the body of which was simple and carved with exquisite patterns.

"Is this the real guqin?"

His fingers gently stroked the strings, but a strange memory suddenly flooded into his mind.

In an instant, his consciousness seemed to be pulled into a vague dream.

In the dream, he saw himself - no, the original Shen An, standing in an endless thunderstorm to survive.

The sky was broken, lightning tore through the sky like a long dragon, and Shen An was in the thunder.

The dream changed, and he saw Ling Shuangxue standing by, holding the guqin in her hand

She was unwilling to accept Shen An's soul ascending to leave this world.

She actually used the guqin to seal a part of his spirit and trapped the fragments of his soul in this guqin.

Shen An's death was caused by her own hands.

The fragments of memory quickly faded, and Shen An suddenly woke up from his trance.

His hand was still on the guqin, and the strings seemed to be vibrating gently.

Just as he was lost in thought, the footsteps behind him were getting closer and closer.

Ling Shuangxue's figure slowly appeared at the entrance of the dark room. She stood in the shadows and looked at Shen An coldly.

"You know."

Her voice was calm, but with a hint of irresistible chill.

Shen An suddenly turned back and met her gaze, his heart sank.

At this moment, Ling Shuangxue's eyes had no warmth, as if she had given up all emotions, leaving only cold murderous intent.

He realized that at this moment, everything could not be turned back.

...

Ling Shuangxue's figure slowly walked out of the shadows.

She coldly drew the long sword from her waist, and the sword light flashed a cold light in the dim dark room.

Shen An's heart was cold, and he finally realized that Ling Shuangxue deliberately let him retrieve these memories.

She had known for a long time that he would touch the guqin and awaken the past buried deep in his soul.

What she wanted was not for him to live in an ignorant body, but to awaken the integrity of his memory.

Then, as in the past, she would firmly control his consciousness in her hands and make him her prisoner.

"You planned from the beginning... to make me remember, and then continue to control me?"

Ling Shuangxue's lips curled up into an almost cold smile, her white hair like a waterfall, reflecting her cold eyes:

"Yes, Shen An, I don't need an empty shell of you.

What I need is the complete you, everything about you belongs to me..."

"From the moment you failed to pass the tribulation.

I decided that no matter what the cost, I would keep you by my side...

Even if your soul is no longer complete, even if you are no longer the original Shen An, it doesn't matter."

Her voice was low but with a fanatical possessiveness.

The spiritual power floated in the air like cold frost, as if freezing the entire space.

Just when Ling Shuangxue's sword was about to touch Shen An's heart.

Suddenly, a mechanical voice sounded in Shen An's mind:

"Great, host, I finally contacted you!

Now you can prepare to teleport, the teleportation time is three minutes!

As long as we hold her back, we canRun!"

These three minutes are his only chance to escape——

If he can't hold Ling Shuangxue back, he may never be able to escape this small world again.

"We have to keep her steady first, don't let her find out, otherwise, let alone three minutes, we won't even last three seconds. "

He secretly comforted himself in his heart, and a fake smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

However, just when he thought he could temporarily hold her safely, Ling Shuangxue suddenly appeared in front of him.

Without any hesitation, she suddenly grabbed Shen An's wrist and pulled him directly.

Shen An was pulled over by her unexpectedly.

The body lost its center of gravity and was pressed on the cold stone floor.

The cold stone surface penetrated the bones through the thin clothes.

Before he could react, Ling Shuangxue pressed on him, lowered her head and kissed him fiercely without warning.

It was not a gentle kiss, but a rough touch with a crazy possessiveness.

Ling Shuangxue's hand pressed his shoulder tightly, and the cold white hair slid across his cheek and scattered on him in a mess.

Lip and teeth In between, with suppressed obsession.

"Fuck... Is she crazy? This is too fierce!"

Shen An's mind was blank, and he was stunned. He had no time to react.

The cold stone slab made his back cold, and Ling Shuangxue's cold touch with bone-piercing oppression made him stiff.

Shen An felt a trace of cold spiritual power invade his body through Ling Shuangxue's lips, slowly entwining in the depths of his consciousness like a poisonous snake.

The spiritual power carried her breath, cold and strong.

As if with an irresistible force, it gradually entangled his consciousness.

As if to completely bind his soul under her control.

Ling Shuangxue's fingers gently stroked his cheek. Although the movement was gentle, it was full of deep oppression and morbid tenderness.

"Shen An, be good... Don't resist, you belong to me. "

Her voice was low and slow, with a hint of gentleness.

Like some kind of hypnotic whisper, it surrounded his ears.

Shen An's consciousness gradually blurred, and the scene in front of him began to distort.

He could feel her spiritual power spreading rapidly in his consciousness, as if swallowing him bit by bit.

The voice and image of Ling Shuangxue suddenly filled his mind, and everything in the past seemed to be gradually erased.

Only her face and her smile remained, as if forcing him to forget himself and only remember her existence.

Shen An tried hard to resist the invasion of the spiritual power, but found that his strength was being drained away bit by bit.

His consciousness seemed to be struggling in a whirlpool, sinking deeper and deeper, and his body became more and more stiff.

The voice of the system suddenly sounded at this time: "Host, can you still hold on?"

"Stop talking nonsense! Hurry up! She is going to brainwash me into her puppet! "

Holding his face with her cold hands, her eyes were filled with an extremely morbid desire.

Her voice whispered like a nightmare:

"Don't resist me, Shen An, become a part of me, this is your destiny."

Shen An's vision became blurred, and the light in front of him began to dim.

The whole world seemed to gradually collapse under Ling Shuangxue's control.

His breathing was rapid, his body's resistance was getting weaker and weaker, and his consciousness seemed to be completely swallowed up-

He knew he was on the verge of collapse.