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

The Dark Lord's voice was like a roar from the abyss, echoing in the empty valley. The huge black vortex seemed to swallow everything, exuding a suffocating sense of oppression. Chu Mengmeng could even hear her own rapid heartbeat, beating against her eardrums again and again.

"boom!"

A black beam of energy gushed out from the center of the vortex, carrying the momentum to destroy everything, and rushed straight towards Xiao Yichen and others.

"Get out of the way!" Xiao Yichen shouted, and without thinking, he threw Chu Mengmeng to the ground and protected her with his body.

The mysterious figure reacted a little slower, but he still swung his sword as hard as he could, trying to resist this powerful force. However, it was all in vain. The power of the dark forbidden spell was too strong, and it swallowed him up in an instant.

"Ah!" A scream came from the mysterious figure's mouth, and then there was no sound.

Chu Mengmeng only felt a flash of white light before her eyes, followed by a sharp pain that made her groan.

"Mengmeng, how are you?" Xiao Yichen's voice sounded in her ears, full of worry and anxiety.

Chu Mengmeng wanted to answer him, but found that she had no strength at all, even opening her mouth became very difficult. She tried to open her eyes, and vaguely saw Xiao Yichen's face above her. His face was covered with blood, and there was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth. It seemed that he was seriously injured.

"Don't... don't worry about me..." Chu Mengmeng uttered a few words with difficulty, "Go away..."

"No, I can't leave you behind!" Xiao Yichen held her hand tightly, his eyes firm, "Let's go together!"

However, before he could get up, he felt a sweetness in his throat, and he spat out a mouthful of blood with a "puff" sound, and then fell down weakly.

"Xiao Yichen!" Chu Mengmeng exclaimed and wanted to reach out to pull him, but found that she didn't even have the strength to move a finger.

Her vision gradually blurred, and the sounds in her ears became farther and farther away. Finally, everything went black before her eyes and she completely lost consciousness.

After an unknown amount of time, Chu Mengmeng slowly opened her eyes. What she saw was a dim light. She struggled to sit up, but found herself trapped in a small space.

"Xiao...Xiao Yichen?" Chu Mengmeng called out weakly, her voice very hoarse.

However, the only response she got was silence.

Chu Mengmeng had a bad feeling in her heart, she held on to her body and felt around everything. Suddenly, her hand touched something cold and hard.

With the faint light, Chu Mengmeng saw clearly what it was.

It was Xiao Yichen's face.

His eyes were closed and his face was as pale as paper, without a trace of blood.

"Xiao Yichen..." Chu Mengmeng stretched out her fingers tremblingly and probed for his breath.

No breathing.

Chu Mengmeng suddenly felt as if she had fallen into an icy cave, and was overwhelmed by a huge fear and despair.

“No…” She pulled her hand back suddenly, as if she had received an electric shock, and kept shaking her head, “This is not true… This is not true…”

Chu Mengmeng stared blankly at Xiao Yichen's bloodless face. His chest no longer rose and fell. The warmth of the past was now icy cold. The huge sadness surged like a tide, drowning her reason. She hugged Xiao Yichen tightly, trying to draw a little warmth from him, but everything was in vain.

"Xiao Yichen... wake up... don't scare me..." Chu Mengmeng's voice was hoarse and desperate, tears blurred her eyes and dripped onto Xiao Yichen's cold face.

“Hahaha…” The dark lord’s sinister laughter echoed in the valley. “You ants who overestimate your own abilities! Do you think you can stop me from getting the artifact? Now, you all must die!”

Chu Mengmeng turned a deaf ear to him and hugged Xiao Yichen tightly, as if this could keep his last breath. Her mind kept replaying every bit of meeting, knowing, and falling in love with him. Those once beautiful scenes were now like sharp blades, cutting her heart one by one.

"It's all my fault... It's all my fault..." Chu Mengmeng murmured to herself, tears streaming down her face. "If it wasn't for protecting me, you wouldn't have..."

"Hahaha... How touching!" The Dark Lord's voice was full of joking. "But, you will be reunited in hell soon!"

The black energy gathered again in the hands of the Dark Lord, forming a huge energy ball that exuded a suffocating sense of oppression.

"Xiao Yichen...what should I do..." Chu Mengmeng closed her eyes in despair, waiting for death to come.

However, at this moment of despair, she suddenly felt a burst of warmth in her palm. This warmth quickly spread throughout her body, dispelling the coldness around her and the despair in her heart.

She suddenly opened her eyes and looked down at the palm of her hand, where a faint light was emanating. In the center of the light, something seemed to be faintly beating...

The cold wind at the bottom of the valley was blowing gravel and fallen leaves, like a low hum of despair, circling in Chu Mengmeng's ears. Xiao Yichen's pale face and lifeless body were like a huge rock, pressing her down so hard that she couldn't breathe. The dark lord's triumphant laughter was more like a sharp blade, piercing her heart.

"It's all my fault..." She choked and repeated this sentence over and over again, tears like pearls that had broken off the string, rolling down continuously. If it weren't for her, Xiao Yichen wouldn't be lying here, cold and lifeless.

At this moment, she felt something strange. A warm force slowly rose from the palm of her hand, like a warm current flowing through her body. This force was weak, but it brought an inexplicable sense of familiarity, as if it was a call from the depths of her soul.

"Xiao Yichen..." She subconsciously clenched his hand. The force seemed to be stronger, and even moved her hand to gently place it on Xiao Yichen's heart.

Light!

A faint light emanated from her palm, shining through her fingers and illuminating Xiao Yichen's pale face. This light was so warm that it dispelled the darkness and coldness around her, and also dispelled the despair in her heart.

Could it be... a divine weapon?

A glimmer of hope ignited in Chu Mengmeng's heart. She instinctively felt that this power came from the artifact. It was responding to her call, her despair, and her love for Xiao Yichen!

She held Xiao Yichen's hand even tighter, trying to grasp this weak power and make it stronger, strong enough to dispel the darkness and save Xiao Yichen.

However, it is counterproductive.

This power only lasted for a moment, and then quickly dissipated like a flash in the pan. The light disappeared, the warmth disappeared, and hope disappeared with it.

Chu Mengmeng stared blankly at her hands, empty, nothing in them. Her heart once again fell into an endless abyss, more desperate and colder than before.

"How could this happen..." She murmured to herself, her voice trembling, full of despair and powerlessness.

"Give up..." A deep voice sounded in her ears, with a bit of pity and helplessness, "You can't wake him up..."

"Give up..." The voice sounded again, with a hint of mockery, "Who do you think you are? What do you think you can change?"

Chu Mengmeng raised her head suddenly, and through her tearful eyes, she saw a vague figure. The figure was tall and mysterious, emitting a faint white light, which was out of tune with the surrounding darkness.

"Who are you?" Chu Mengmeng asked vigilantly, with a hint of trembling in her voice.

“It doesn’t matter who I am,” the figure said slowly, “What’s important is that I know who you are and what you are looking for.”

"You know?" Chu Mengmeng's heart skipped a beat, and an inexplicable hope rose in her heart, "You know how to wake him up, right?"

The figure was silent for a moment, then slowly said: "Child, what you see is just the appearance. The power of the artifact has not disappeared. It is just sleeping, waiting for you to wake it up."

"Sleeping?" Chu Mengmeng murmured to herself, "But, what can I do to wake it up?"

The white light flickered slightly, and the figure seemed to sigh, with a hint of pity and encouragement in his tone: "Child, don't give up hope, and don't doubt yourself. You have touched the power of the artifact, and it responded to you, which means that you are the chosen one."

Chu Mengmeng was stunned. The chosen one? Was it her? But she was just an ordinary person. She couldn't do anything...

"No, I won't give up!" Chu Mengmeng stood up suddenly, her eyes determined, "No matter what, I will find a way to awaken the artifact, even if it costs everything!"

The white light seemed to tremble, and the voice of the figure was full of appreciation: "Very good, child, it is enough that you have this determination. Now, tell me, do you love him?"