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

Inside the car.

Shen An leaned against the window, watching the night gradually fall, and couldn't help complaining in his heart:

"What kind of plot is this?

Change clothes, do it yourself... What on earth is Li Yanqing doing?!"

Just when he was about to close his eyes and take a break, a familiar electronic sound suddenly came from his mind.

"Ding-Hi! Host! Did you miss me?"

Shen An's eyelids jumped and he opened his eyes suddenly.

"... Why did you show up again?"

"Hey, host, how are you? I just went offline for a short while to deal with abnormal situations in other small worlds.

Oh, who made your previous small world data disordered and buggy? I have to give myself a break!"

"System, you are offline at the wrong time, right?

Also, the plot is getting weirder and weirder, and it's completely different from what you said before!"

The plot of the son-in-law of a wealthy family is almost a horror movie.

The system seemed a little embarrassed, and its voice was a little guilty:

"Ah... that, there are indeed some unexpected situations, but don't worry, host! As long as you complete the task well, you can leave."

"Oh, how far has this broken plot gone?"

When can I get out of this inexplicable "son-in-law life" and return to the real world.

The system was silent for a second, and then with a "pie in the sky" tone, it vowed:

"Host, don't worry!

As long as you complete this task, you can leave smoothly!

This plot is actually a hidden branch, wait until you finish attending the superpower party dinner tonight.

Advance the plot, reach a certain level, and you can complete the task!"

Shen An frowned, full of doubts.

"Another hidden branch? You didn't tell me before what hidden plot there is in this world."

The system hurriedly added:

"Oh, host, this hidden plot was originally triggered temporarily!

But now you just need to concentrate on completing the main task, and everything will end smoothly.

You are almost at the end, just a little bit away!"

Shen An sighed helplessly, feeling that he had been fooled by the system more than once.

"Okay, anyway, I have no choice now, I can only keep going."

The system seemed to be relieved, and the tone was much more relaxed:

"Right host! Believe me! When the task of this small world is over, you can leave!"

Shen An pinched his eyebrows and thought secretly:

"I hope what you said this time is true..."

...

The car was quiet, and the night view outside the car window was still flashing with the light of neon lights.

The luxury car was driving steadily, but the atmosphere inside the car was a little depressing.

Shen An closed his eyes and tried to calm himself down a little.

Li Yanqing, who was sitting in the front driver's seat, glanced at Shen An through the rearview mirror.

She didn't say anything, but there was a hint of thoughtfulness in her eyes.

The atmosphere became a little subtle.

Shen An leaned back in his seat, still thinking about the system's words and the banquet he was going to attend tonight.

The luxury car slowly drove into the venue of the banquet.

He subconsciously looked at Li Yanqing beside him.

Li Yanqing wore a black dress tonight, and a light blue silver gem necklace on her neck.

"Let's go."

The banquet hall was brightly lit, and crystal chandeliers hung high on the ceiling.

The guests gathered in twos and threes, and men and women in luxurious long skirts and high-end dresses held wine glasses.

With a hypocritical smile on their faces, they talked in low voices.

As soon as he entered the door, Shen An felt countless eyes falling on him.

Those eyes were full of curiosity, contempt, and even naked ridicule.

He knew very well that in the eyes of these people, he was just a "son-in-law" -

In the plot of the book, he was just a useless person brought by Li Yanqing.

"Isn't this the son-in-law of the Li family?"

Not far away, a middle-aged man in a black suit glanced at Shen An, his eyes full of contempt.

He leaned against the pillar and sneered at the people around him:

"I don't know why the eldest lady of the Li family fell in love with such a useless guy. I heard that this guy doesn't even have superpowers."

"Haha, it's a quirk of rich people."

Another person next to him echoed, his tone full of teasing.

"But, it's just a decoration. What can you expect him to do?"

"That's right, I really don't know what's the point of him coming tonight."

The laughter in the banquet hall came one after another, as if deliberately pushing Shen An to the forefront.

"Shhh--"

A slight but air-tearing sound suddenly sounded.

Then, silver light appeared in the air.

Countless slenderThe silver threads seemed to emerge from the void and instantly penetrated the entire hall.

Those threads flashed with a cold metallic luster, like an invisible spider web, quickly covering the entire banquet hall.

At the same time, all the superpowers in the banquet hall.

All those guests who were just laughing at Shen An suddenly froze their expressions at this moment.

Their pupils suddenly dilated, and their lips slightly opened, as if they wanted to say something, but they could no longer make any sound.

"Puff--"

The next second, those silver threads were like sharp blades.

At an incredible speed, they accurately penetrated everyone's head.

There was no blood splattering, and not even a scream was uttered.

After the silver thread passed, everyone seemed to have their vitality taken away in an instant.

Their bodies were stiff, their eyes were empty and lifeless, and they stood there motionless.

The entire banquet hall fell into a strange silence.

His eyes subconsciously turned to Li Yanqing.

Li Yanqing was still standing there.

But at this moment, countless silver threads were wrapped around her hands.

Those threads spread from her fingertips, and when she moved her fingers slightly, those silver threads trembled slightly.

The psychics in the hall who were originally sneering and mocking were now like puppets being controlled.

People's eyes were empty and they moved slowly and stiffly.

Shen An felt the chill running up his spine.

Li Yanqing suddenly raised his eyes and smiled faintly.

"These people spoke rudely to you, how do you want to deal with them?"

Li Yanqing leaned over gently and moved his fingers.

The silver threads controlled the people who had just spoken rudely.

Like a stiff puppet.

They were slowly pulled in front of Shen An.

The psychics' faces no longer had expressions of ridicule and contempt, but were replaced by a kind of emptiness and numbness.

Li Yanqing's smile deepened, and his voice was gentle but chillingly cold:

"Should we cut off their tongues first, or... start from somewhere else?"