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

"System!" What is going on?

Didn't you say this was just a common plot of a son-in-law of a wealthy family? !"

"Host, there is no such plot in the book.

But... Host, I remind you by the way that your charm value to Li Yanqing has just increased."

Upon hearing this, Shen An's eyebrows jumped.

"What?"

Shen An subconsciously raised his head and glanced at it. As expected.

On the system interface above Li Yanqing's head.

"Charm value" has soared by 50%.

"Host, this succubus ability is autonomous and completely uncontrollable.

The higher the charm value of the succubus ability, the easier it may be to lose control. "

He couldn't help but complain: "This succubus ability is too casual, right? It can increase value at any time. "

Just thinking about it, Shen An's eyes fell back on Li Yanqing.

She stood in the middle of the hall, her fingers still gently wrapped around the silver threads, as if controlling everyone like a puppet.

Shen An instinctively remained calm, he knew that he couldn't act rashly now.

"Li Yanqing, there's no need to be so troublesome."

Hearing this, Li Yanqing turned her head to look at Shen An, with a faint smile still on her lips.

Her eyes quietly reflected his figure, as if she was watching Shen An's reaction at the moment.

"Oh? No need?"

"Then give them some small punishments. "

Her fingers moved slightly.

Suddenly, the silver thread tightened suddenly-

"Crack--"

A slight sound, like the sound of bones being torn, but without any screams.

The arms of those controlled psychics were all cut off accurately by the silver thread.

Blood oozed from the broken ends like silk threads, but did not gush out.

It was as if Li Yanqing had deliberately restricted their pain and reaction.

Everyone was still standing there, with numb expressions on their faces, but everyone's right arm had been broken at the shoulder and fell vertically to the floor.

She could make people lose their limbs without pain, and even deprive them of consciousness.

"Snap."

The moment the silver thread disappeared, the consciousness of all the psychics seemed to gradually recover.

The next second, the entire banquet hall fell into complete chaos.

"Ahhhh--! ! "

Screams came one after another.

Those who were just sneering now widened their eyes.

People looked at their broken arms in disbelief.

Blood finally gushed out from the broken part, staining the carpet red.

"My hand... my hand!!!"

"Help! Someone come! Save me!!!"

The banquet hall was in chaos, with muddy blood and screams intertwined.

Those self-proclaimed noble superpowers.

At this time, they fled around like injured beasts.

Li Yanqing still stood there, with a calm expression, and blood splashed on her gorgeous black skirt.

She turned her head to look at Shen An, smiling.

"This is just a small punishment. "

Her tone was gentle, as if she had just dealt with an ordinary matter.

In the banquet hall, blood and lights intertwined, forming an extremely weird picture.

And Li Yanqing still stood there, gently hooked her fingers, and slowly retracted the silver thread.

It seemed that everything just now was just a "performance" she made casually.

She was wearing a black long dress, which outlined her curvy figure vividly.

The blue gem on her neck emitted a faint halo under the light, setting off her fair skin.

Her facial features were as delicate as sculptures, impeccable.

The black hair fell to her waist like a waterfall, and swayed gently with her slight movements.

At this moment, the corners of her lips were slightly raised.

The smile was faint, but with an unfathomable danger.

She walked slowly towards Shen An, raised her hand gently, and her slender fingers fell on the back of Shen An's hand.

Her fingertips were cold, and she pulled his hand slightly.

"How is it? "

"Are you satisfied with this?"

Her voice was still gentle, as if the bloody scene just now was just her little mischief.

"...Satisfied?"

"This is not a 'little punishment' in the ordinary sense, right?"

Though thinking so in his heart, Shen An still nodded calmly and looked at her to indicate that he could stop.

Li Yanqing did not speak, but her eyes turned slightly, and the force of pinching Shen An's wrist increased a little.

As if reminding him that this was just her "gentleness".

"Don't worry, I know you are a person who doesn't like blood."

She said softly, her voice was as gentle as a whisper between lovers.

"I just let them understand a little bit of the rules."

After that, she gently let go of Shen An's hand.

"Let's go."

She said softly, her tone was as natural as the blood andScreams don't exist.

Shen An followed her and walked out of the hellish banquet hall.

The chaos and screams behind him gradually faded away.

It was not until they walked out of the hall and the night wind brushed Shen An's face that the bloody smell faded slightly.

Li Yanqing got in the car and sat in it elegantly, her black long skirt swaying gently with her movements.

Shen An followed closely and sat in the back seat.

The car door closed, and the car suddenly became much quieter.

Shen An leaned on the seat and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The tension in his mind eased slightly.

He casually opened the system interface, and the 55% "charm value" was still hanging high above Li Yanqing's head.

He couldn't help but complain again:

This succubus ability is really effective all the time, even in this scene, it can increase in value...

Just as he was thinking about it, the system interface suddenly changed a little.

"Huh?"

A familiar development game interface popped up in front of him.