Me? I was transported into a book? And I became a vicious villain?

The dust cleared, revealing a huge deep pit. Xiao Yichen struggled to get up from the ground. His clothes were tattered, his body was covered with scars, and there was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth.

"Mengmeng!" He looked around anxiously, but could not see Chu Mengmeng.

"Ahem..." A faint voice came from behind him. Xiao Yichen turned around suddenly and saw Chu Mengmeng lying on the ground not far away, her face pale and her breath weak.

"Mengmeng, how are you?" Xiao Yichen rushed over and hugged her in his arms.

Chu Mengmeng slowly opened her eyes and smiled weakly: "I'm fine, just... a little tired." After that, she fell into coma again.

Xiao Yichen's heart seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible big hand. He didn't know why Chu Mengmeng suddenly fainted, nor did he know what happened to her. He only knew that he couldn't lose her.

"Hold on, Mengmeng, I will definitely cure you." Xiao Yichen hugged Chu Mengmeng with a firm look in his eyes.

"Cough cough..." At this time, a violent cough came from the side. Xiao Yichen looked up and saw a mysterious figure leaning against a boulder, his face as pale as paper, and blood constantly flowing from the corners of his mouth.

"How are you?" Xiao Yichen asked.

"I'm fine." The mysterious figure shook his head, his voice weak, "We must leave here as soon as possible. The Dark Lord has already noticed our presence."

Xiao Yichen nodded, knowing that now was not the time to waste time. He carried Chu Mengmeng on his back, and then walked towards the depths of the castle with the mysterious figure.

They walked and stopped along the way, avoiding the pursuit of dark creatures. Xiao Yichen's physical strength was overdrawn, but he still gritted his teeth and persisted, because he knew that he could not fall down, he still had to protect Chu Mengmeng.

"I can't take it anymore. I need to rest." The mysterious figure suddenly stopped, his body shaky as if he would fall down at any time.

"Hold on a little longer, we will soon find a safe place." Xiao Yichen said.

"There's no time..." The mysterious figure shook his head, "The Dark Lord is here."

Xiao Yichen's heart shuddered. He looked up and saw a tall figure slowly walking out of the darkness. He had a cruel smile on his face and his eyes were flashing cold light.

"You can't escape." The Dark Lord's voice was low and hoarse, like the whisper of a demon from hell.

Xiao Yichen protected Chu Mengmeng behind him, holding the sword tightly in his hand, with a firm look in his eyes: "Even if it costs my life, I will protect her."

The Dark Lord sneered: "Don't overestimate your own abilities!"

He slowly raised his hand, and a powerful dark force gathered in his palm...

The figure of the Dark Lord appeared in front of them like a ghost. His tall and burly body was like a hill, casting a suffocating shadow. His scarlet eyes scanned Xiao Yichen and the mysterious figure, and a cruel sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"You don't know what you can do!" The Dark Lord's voice was low and hoarse, like the whisper of a demon from the depths of hell. "Do you think that you ants can shake my power?"

Xiao Yichen held Chu Mengmeng tightly behind him, looking at the Dark Lord with a firm gaze. He knew that facing such a powerful enemy, they had almost no chance of winning. But he would never back down, because he wanted to protect Chu Mengmeng and their common hope.

"Even if I have to try my best, I will protect her!" Although Xiao Yichen's voice was not loud, it was full of firmness and determination.

The mysterious figure struggled to stand up, his body was shaky, and the blood at the corner of his mouth became brighter. But he still held on, because he knew that he could not fall down, he wanted to fight side by side with Xiao Yichen, even if it meant death.

"Stupid!" The Dark Lord snorted with disdain. He slowly raised his hand and a terrifying dark force condensed in his palm. The surrounding space seemed to be distorted by this force.

Xiao Yichen and the mysterious figure suddenly felt a huge pressure coming. They had difficulty breathing and their bodies seemed to be crushed by this force.

"Go to hell!" The Dark Lord suddenly swung the dark power in his hand, turning it into a black lightning and heading straight towards Xiao Yichen and the mysterious figure.

"Be careful!" the mysterious figure shouted. He tried his best to push Xiao Yichen away, but he was hit by black lightning.

"Boom!" With a loud bang, the mysterious figure was struck away by the black lightning and hit the wall in the distance heavily, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"No!" Xiao Yichen's eyes were red with anger. He wanted to rush forward, but was blocked by the Dark Lord.

"Your opponent is me!" The Dark Lord sneered. He waved the dark power in his hand again and attacked Xiao Yichen.

Xiao Yichen waved the sword in his hand, trying his best to resist the attack of the Dark Lord. But his strength was limited after all, and he soon fell into a disadvantage and suffered multiple injuries.

"Give up, you can't possibly defeat me." The Dark Lord sneered as he attacked, "Submit to me, and I can let you and your woman enjoy wealth and glory together."

"Don't even think about it!" Xiao Yichen roared. He swung his sword with all his strength, but the Dark Lord dodged it easily.

"You are so stubborn!" A trace of anger flashed in the Dark Lord's eyes, and he swung out his palm suddenly, hitting Xiao Yichen in the chest.

"Puff!" Xiao Yichen spat out a mouthful of blood, and his body flew backwards like a kite with a broken string.

"Xiao Yichen!" Chu Mengmeng's weak voice came. She struggled to stand up, but fell weakly into Xiao Yichen's arms.

"Don't be afraid, Mengmeng, I..." Before Xiao Yichen finished his words, the figure of the Dark Lord appeared in front of him, with cold murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

"Now, no one can stop me..."

The dark lord's cold gaze fell on Chu Mengmeng's pale face, with a hint of cruel pleasure: "Is this the woman you risked your life to protect? She's so fragile..."

"You are not allowed to hurt her!" Xiao Yichen struggled to get up, but the wound on his body was agitated, and he felt another burst of excruciating pain. He had never felt so powerless before. Facing the powerful dark lord, he was like an ant at the mercy of others.

"Xiao Yichen, leave me alone, go!" Chu Mengmeng's voice was weak but firm. She held Xiao Yichen's hand tightly, her eyes full of worry and determination. "Take him away and go find the artifact. Don't worry about me!"

"Meng Meng..." Xiao Yichen's heart was broken. How could he leave her to face danger alone? However, he knew that with his current ability, he could not compete with the Dark Lord at all.

“Hurry up!” Chu Mengmeng used all her strength to push Xiao Yichen away. Tears flashed in her eyes, but she forced herself not to let them fall. “This is my last request. You must survive, find the artifact, and avenge me!”

"No! I won't leave!" Xiao Yichen roared and wanted to rush back, but was stopped by a mysterious figure.

"If you stay here, her sacrifice will be in vain!" The mysterious figure's voice was extremely weak. He grabbed Xiao Yichen's shoulders with pleading eyes, "Carry her hope and live!"

Xiao Yichen closed his eyes painfully, and tears finally burst out. He knew that Chu Mengmeng was right, and staying here would only make her sacrifice in vain. He must live, carry her hope, find the artifact, and avenge her!

"Let's go!" Xiao Yichen suddenly opened his eyes, with a raging fire burning in his eyes. He looked at Chu Mengmeng deeply, turned around and ran towards the distance. His back was full of tragedy and determination.

"Hahaha, you want to leave? Not that easy!" The Dark Lord laughed wildly. He was about to chase after him, but was blocked by a magic shield that suddenly appeared.

"Your opponent is me!" A mysterious figure stood in front of Chu Mengmeng. His face was as pale as paper, and the blood at the corner of his mouth was even brighter, but he still straightened his back, his eyes filled with determination to face death.

"Just you?" The Dark Lord snorted disdainfully. He slapped the magic shield with his palm. The powerful force made the mysterious figure retreat repeatedly, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Cough cough..." The mysterious figure coughed violently. His body was shaking, as if he would fall down at any time, but he still held up the magic shield tightly to prevent the dark lord from taking any step beyond the line.

"Do you think you can stop me like this?" The Dark Lord's voice sounded like it came from the Netherworld, with a chilling chill. "You are just trying to survive!"

The mysterious figure did not speak. He took a deep breath, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes. He slowly raised his trembling hands and muttered something. The surrounding magical elements gathered towards him frantically...

"This is..." The Dark Lord felt a powerful magical fluctuation. His face changed slightly, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes, "You actually..."

The mysterious figure ignored the dark lord's ridicule, put his hands together, and poured all his magic power into the magic shield. The shield emitted a dazzling light, forcing the dark lord back a few steps.

"Do you think you can stop me like this?" The Dark Lord's voice was like thunder, deafening, "The artifact is destined to be mine!"

"As long as I'm alive, you'll never succeed!" Xiao Yichen's voice came from a distance. Although he was seriously injured, his eyes were extremely firm. He looked at the unconscious Chu Mengmeng, his heart was filled with despair, but he still gritted his teeth and persisted. He knew he couldn't fall down, and he had to live with Chu Mengmeng's hope.

"You don't know what you can do!" The Dark Lord snorted coldly. The black mist around him rolled up and formed a huge black claw, grabbing towards the mysterious figure.

"Be careful!" Xiao Yichen's eyes were bloodshot, but he could do nothing.

A trace of determination flashed in the mysterious figure's eyes, and he suddenly opened his arms, allowing the black claw to pierce his chest.

“No——” Xiao Yichen let out a cry of grief, his eyes went dark, and he almost fainted.

"Hahaha, so vulnerable!" The Dark Lord laughed towards the sky and slowly retracted his black claws, bringing out a shocking burst of blood.

The mysterious figure fell to the ground helplessly. He raised his head with difficulty and looked at Xiao Yichen in the distance, with a relieved smile on his face: "Go quickly...carry her hope...and live..."

His voice became weaker and weaker, and finally disappeared completely in the wind.

The Dark Lord ignored Xiao Yichen. He walked towards the unconscious Chu Mengmeng step by step, with greed flashing in his eyes: "The artifact... is mine..."

He stretched out his hand, trying to grab Chu Mengmeng, and at this moment, Chu Mengmeng's body suddenly emitted a dazzling light...