The paranoid villain of the suspenseful text wants to monopolize me [Quick Transmigration]

Memory is the most cruel and ruthless poison in this world.

In the broken embrace of the front and the rear... Du Lin saw that all the fog that had surrounded him all day was pushed away one by one.

The light from outside came in, and those barbs covered like thorns were pulled out one by one...

"Xiao Lin, do you like the angle of big brother kissing you?"

"Father... am I comfortable serving you?"

Those hot and humid kisses spread little by little [above the neck], on the face, on the earlobes...the bites came out like broken wounds one after another.

The figures of the two overlapped together...

Du Lin suddenly thought of a long time ago, when he met that dirty and ugly little monster.

He would just wrap his tentacles pitifully around himself, kick the ground lightly with his feet and roll several times... like a small sarcoid that can be kneaded.

"Okay, it hurts! Durin is attacking me again..."

No one will combine his image with the image of the most terrifying and malicious curse incarnation "Lord of the Abyss".

When consciousness was first born, they actually had a relatively peaceful way of getting along with each other.

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As the embodiment of "reason", Du Lin has to deal with a lot of things, which are only one level lower than [rules].

The complicated official duties and the operation of each small world made the burden on his shoulders heavy.

And the lord of the abyss' sticky pursuit of him can probably be used as a kind of spice.

He wasn't that crazy at first.

It's actually kinda cute.

"Don't pester me, don't touch me, go back to your own territory, I'm busy, I have a lot of things to deal with."

When I treated him with a cold face, the little monster that was slumped on the ground and crushed... would only pitifully stretch out a small antennae, wrap it around his ankle, and said in a weak tone.

"Gulu Gulu... durin, then you are busy, you are busy, can you allow me to accompany you by your side—"

"It's not allowed and it doesn't matter... Either, or you cut off this little tentacle and put it next to it, and I will transform an eye on it."

"I want to watch you all the time and stay by your side."

... This claim sounds funny and ridiculous.

Especially when Du Lin lowered his head threateningly and really planned to cut off the tentacles wrapped around his ankles, the little monster would still squeeze out crystal clear tears of blood, as if he was afraid of the pain.

"Can, can you be a little lighter... durin, the tentacles are the most sensitive and important body parts of me, gurgling... ok, so scary."

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The image of the weak, trembling little monster at the beginning of the memory seems to be completely blurred...

It was the complete opposite of the guy who was hugging him one after the other, kissing his cheek with a bad attitude, and exhaling hot breath.

——These worlds are all clones of that guy... all of them are for him to control my clone...

——So when did He become such a malicious and gloomy character?

Feeling that Du Lin was a little distracted by such an intense kiss [from the neck up]... The elder brother bit his lips hard with some dissatisfaction, and tore the tip of the gorgeous tongue with the tip of his teeth, and his voice was dissatisfied. , "Brother, isn't he working hard enough...? How can you be distracted in this kind of thing?"

Eldest brother Du Yanjun frowned deeply.

The lingering and affectionate feelings constantly pouring out of Yu's heart caused fine and dense beads of sweat to appear on his forehead, like melting thin ice.

When Piansheng faced Du Lin, he always assumed the attitude of an elder brother, and he was also used to controlling him with an authoritarian attitude.

Pressing his waist, let the black-haired youth get closer to his lips...

"That ghost haunted you in the middle of the night before... Have you ever wandered like this?"

"He made those marks on you, did he get in your lips?"

"What does it feel like to be a ghost? It's so icy cold... How can a big brother be comfortable?"

[Ding——detection——detection——]

[Cannon Fodder Attacking Du Yanjun: Favorability: 82%——Blackening Value: 74%——]

[Character's statement: I hate anyone other than me touching you. 】

The big brother in this world can't see ghosts.

Therefore, the eldest brother has no idea at all, in this almost completely dark environment...

While he was stroking Du Lin's cheek in front, the red-clothed young Li Gui's beautiful eyes were blood-red, like a shattered empty desert.

There is a little bit of dim light overflowing there, with a distinct taste of food.

"Brother... Sure enough, this [Big Brother] also likes Dad very much."

"Did Dad know that he wanted to kill me several times... on the way home from school, when buying flowers on the street for Dad's birthday carefully, when writing birthday wishes, when buying vegetables for the family... so many times. All the speeding cars passed by me."

A bit of aggrieved and elongated tone... seems to be mixed with helpless accusations.

"I almost, almost died."

"Almost, almost before my father strangled me... I was hit by my father's elder brother with a car."

But the kissing action was as violent as fire.

[Above the neck] The cold touch on the lips, like a hook, drilled into the teeth little by little.

The tongue hooked in maliciously, as if to hook out the red flesh in the mouth.

[Ding——detection——detection——]

[The main character suffers from Xia Tian?Incarnation of the Lord of the Abyss: Favorability: 92%——Blackening Value: 90%——]

[Character's statement: Do you regret it?Do you feel sorry for me? durin. 】

Those words filled with jealousy and jealousy rang in Du Lin's ears.

This crazy and jealous look is very similar to the appearance of a little monster dragging the young man to the bottom of the abyss with his tentacles after he couldn't ask for it in the later stage...

In the dark... in the humid environment like a cage, Dulin, who has just finished correcting a world that is about to collapse...

Taking advantage of the void, he treated it with incomparable malice.

The little monster at this time... can no longer be called a little monster.

I don't know if it's because I have absorbed too much resentment from other worlds, or because of my own sick love that I can't ask for, I am tortured to the point of going crazy——

It became so huge that it could almost cover half of the dead river.

The twisted and sticky foam fell to the ground bit by bit with the climbing movement, and the eyeballs twitched one after another, tumbling blood-red color, and exuding a rotten smell...

——It was a monster that really made Du Lin feel "ugly".

——Be able to burn to pieces all the fuzzy and soft impressions that I thought were a little cute before.

"Because your eyes can't see me, I've begged you so many times... I just want to simply be with you, but you have no choice but to take me to heart."

"That's why I can only take the initiative to come and torture you personally... durin."

Everything that happened during that time, thinking about it now, feels extremely unbearable.

Kiss from morning to night.

Being kissed by tentacles one after another, regardless of worldly affairs.

The turmoil and destruction of those small worlds, the rest of all kinds of creatures have nothing to do with me... I can only feel the tentacles wrapped around my lips.

Even the high [rules] of this world did not find themselves in time.

It's ridiculous...

"Puff - puff -"

Du Lin, who had recovered all his memories, raised his head, and the corners of his eyes were kissed with a little wetness.

Obviously, both of them are one person... Both are a clone controlled by consciousness.

Still fighting over there to be jealous, pretending to be crazy about him.

It's so badass to the point of death.

This kind of guy...does he really know what love is?

The traces of kisses at the corners of the eyes are as gorgeous as peach blossoms brushing against the face, with a seductive pinkness.

But the light in the deepest part of Du Lin's eyes...is as cold as a glacier that cannot be melted.

When the body was forced to be kissed by both humans and ghosts, the corners of the black-haired youth's mouth slightly curled up.

The lightly spoken words seemed to be able to pierce tiny wounds in the hearts of people, and then squeeze out the black blood bit by bit.

"It's disgusting," he said.

"Let's stop here for this so-called copy game," he said.

He said, "Guys like you will only play this trick of coercion and control from the very beginning... Whether it's in the abyss or in these fake and disgusting copies now, it's the same."

At that moment... the whole hospital suddenly became very cold.

It was as cold as if it would turn into an ice cave in the next second.

It's almost cruelly quiet...

"Xiaolin...?" The eldest brother Du Yanjun's voice was a little hoarse.

A shadow of hesitation flashed in his eyes...

It seemed that he didn't understand why his younger brother suddenly showed such a resistant and disgusted look.

But then, a red light flashed in the originally clear pupils.

The red-clothed ghost transformed by Xia Zhi, the protagonist behind the scenes, also slowly spread a black mist around Du Lin's side, overlapping with the shadow of his elder brother...

It seems that the creature that had been hiding in the darkness for too long...followed the trend and took over this clone.

The pieced together monsters are dressed in human skins.

The heart was torn out with layers of hideous and bloody wounds by the blunt disgust just expressed by the black-haired youth.

——"It's disgusting, you are so disgusting."

——"Whether it's in the abyss or now, these fake and disgusting copies... the sticky corpses and tentacles on your body make me feel sick."

It hurts, it hurts...it really hurts.

Those sweet hugs just now... can't be compared with these scars.

Because of these words, in the abyss... At the very beginning, Durin used similar language as a saw for attack.

It is not until now that I say it again that people can really feel it...

It turns out that tens of millions of years of time can reproduce similar cruelty in the blink of a finger.

Under the dark shadows, the expression of "Big Brother Du Yanjun" is not clear.

Lips are like a rough vessel that has been disused.

He hesitated and struggled, constantly changing the distorted shape, and after a long time, he squeezed out such a sentence——

"...you remember, durin."

He remembered...he remembered...

He remembered those memories that I sealed in my soul.

It is impossible for him to be assimilated by the plot disguised by this dungeon, and it is impossible for him to become an adoptive father who loves me deeply and has passionate regrets for me.

He remembered everything.

—He doesn't want me anymore.

Bloody tears trickled down the face of "Big Brother Du Yanjun".

And just when the Lord of the Abyss manipulated this clone and wanted to touch Du Lin's face as usual... the black-haired young man frowned and avoided it without hesitation.

After recovering his memory... he didn't even want to be touched.

Very annoying.

Familiar as before.

The young god who kicked himself aside... like a football.

From the lips that simulated the shape of a human... There were small moaning sounds one after another.

Like a ferocious beast trapped in a cage and unable to break free, the execution rack of the foot brake was almost pressed against the hair on his neck, making it painful.

——durin... He remembered it, he didn't want to be touched by me.

"Big brother Du Yanjun", that is, the clone covered by the little monster, let out a scream suddenly.

Countless dark and gloomy sights spread across his body... It seemed as if a completely disordered and broken life body had smashed the coffee table, tables and chairs in the hospital into unbearable pieces...

But even in such a breakdown and frenzy, the hospital bed where Du Lin's body slept was still intact and unscathed.

——That is the pure land that the subconscious mind wants to protect.

Immediately afterwards... He disappeared without a trace, as if he had never appeared before.

Du Lin turned on the switch button on the bedside, and only the electric light above his head, which was not disturbed by the black fog, flickered on, proving what had just come.

—a weeping ghost.

——a ghost who has lost everything...and is about to collapse completely.

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the other side.

The protagonist got news and intelligence from Deng Fanchuan's own subordinates.

When he came to the hospital, he held a notebook heavily in his palm.

The notebooks are all crumpled... The mottled and blurred words on the notes are enough to show the person who wrote these words, when they wrote those words, they had blood-drinking affection.

"March 2013, 3... He smiled at me today, and the school uniform he was wearing was a little dirty, as if it was accidentally stained by mud while playing football."

"April 2014, 4... I heard him say that he wanted to apply for a provincial university. I was so happy, so happy, so happy... I finally found out the school he wanted to go to. I will be a college classmate with him in the future, forever Together forever."

"October 2015, 10... In the cafeteria of the university, he accidentally bumped into me, and the food spilled all over the floor... He kissed me, and his heart was beating so fast that he almost jumped out chest."

"September 2018, 9...We are so in love, why would he have a child with that woman? Why, why did he betray me?!"

"March 2019, 3... I found that child... He is so ugly, but will he look like Fan Chuan when he grows up? I want to raise him to grow up..."

"On July 2035, 7... I forced him to put on a red dress and beat him with a whip. I'm sorry, I couldn't help it."

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"April 2036, 4... I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry... I didn't mean to... I saw his mother in a hallucination, I saw that woman, I, I strangled him."

—I strangled him...

- The red dress...

Looking at the incomparably vivid words recorded one after another, Deng Fanchuan took a deep breath, only feeling that his heart seemed to be filled with extremely depressive emotions.

There is no way to resolve it, the swelling is uncomfortable.

He suddenly understood how this red-clothed ghost got here.

It turns out that I have a child...

It turned out that without knowing it, Du Lin once saw that the time should be the night when he called to inform him that he was going to leave the country. With such complicated hatred and love, he stole the child. go out.

In the end, it was he himself who killed him.

The hand holding the notebook trembled slightly.

The protagonist Gong Deng Fanchuan suddenly wants to see Du Lin at this moment...

really want.

He wanted to ask that young man, when you did these absurd things, did you ever think about what your final situation would be?

Why do this?

Are you not afraid of losing your reputation?Obviously I treat you so badly...how much do you love me?

Sweet and sour emotions kept churning in his heart, and a light poke seemed to be able to pop out countless colorful bubbles flying in the sky.

[Ding——detection——detection——]

[Protagonist attacking the indifferent celestial master Deng Fanchuan: Favorability: 65%——Blackening value: 48%——]

[Character's statement: I suddenly miss him...I really want to kiss him, I really want to hug him. 】

At the beginning, the footsteps were still pretending to be cold and calm... until the end became faster and faster, fully demonstrating the impatient thoughts of the owner of the feet, holding the opposite emotion from the cold face, and rushed to the place where Du Lin was. hospital bed——

Therefore, Deng Fanchuan, who was extremely accomplished at the level of a celestial master, missed the black shadow huddled in the corner, as if forgotten by this world.

That is the incarnation of the Lord of the Abyss.

The skin of "big brother Du Yanjun" that was originally draped on him has been torn apart bit by bit...

The body continued to swell, slowly revealing its original ugly appearance.

Twisting, like a snake on a knife and fork... Layer after layer of skin and flesh——

Until the end, it turned into a cute and ugly little monster at the beginning of Dulin's birth memory.

"It hurts... Durin, the words you said are like nails, they hurt me so much."

The little monster in the abyss murmured as he hugged his body and whispered.

He was indeed sad.

But in a sense... His real purpose has already been half achieved.

He never told Du Lin about the true purpose hidden under paranoid, pathological, twisted and exclusive desires.

The purpose was established tens of millions of years ago.

"Although I have made such a plan from the very beginning... I have calculated and calculated so many possibilities and situations, and I have already calculated your reaction."

"But seeing your disgusting eyes towards me with my own eyes, I still feel very uncomfortable...It hurts, I really want you to kiss me, durin, gurgling...It hurts."

He shrank, stretched out one after another tiny tentacles to hug himself.

It's like warming and comforting yourself.

"Durin...Durin...durin...durin..."

The sound is getting smaller and smaller, and only you can hear it.

"Soon, everything will be over."

"It was such a big commotion this time that you first lost your memory and then regained your awakening."

"Those overflowing power should remind that one, it should appear and come to this small world of the copy... come and pick you up."

"But not yet, there is one last thing, one last thing I have to do—"

"Gulu Gulu... Will you still hate me so much when you know all the hidden truths? durin."

"... Forget it, it's better not to let you know."

Shrinking its listless and ugly compound eyes, the little monster leaned against the corner of the wall as if dreaming.

Bloody tears ran down his cheeks.

He said softly—

"The whole world of suspense...was born for you, Durin."

"This was never your cage, never was."

"What I want to do is—"

[Ding——detection——detection——]

[Main task 95: Exploration degree of all suspenseful dungeons: [-]%——]

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In the completely destroyed ward, the black-haired young man lay quietly on the bed.

He thought indifferently, that little monster ran away in such a panic...

The final ending of the original plot of this dungeon should be Deng Fanchuan, the indifferent celestial master. After knowing that the protagonist Shou Xia Zhi, the incarnation of Li Gui, is his child, a series of crazy love-hate entanglements started between the two...

It wasn't until the end that the protagonist Shou Xia Zhi died in his arms and disappeared, only then did he get the end that a ghost should have in the world.

As for the eldest brother Du Yanjun, in the original novel, he is just a cannon fodder who wants to protect his younger brother. After his younger brother's death, he has very few scenes.

But look at it now, the consciousness of the Lord of the Abyss is possessed by the protagonist Shou, the cannon fodder brother, the emotional line and the plot line have collapsed to an indescribable level...

But what does this have to do with me?

Du Lin reached out and touched his chest.

On the part [above the neck], only an ambiguous red mark can be felt.

This body is not like his original one... the scar on his chest pierces through his soul, so vivid that it is almost painful.

Du Lin has always been cruel to himself.

In order to preserve his sanity, he directly stabbed his body without thinking.

"If there is a chance, when I leave this dungeon... I really want to return this knife to Him in its original form."

A sharp light shone in the beautiful peach blossom eyes.

He closed his eyes and rested his mind, and lay down quietly for a while.

[Host... Sisi... Host? 】

The familiar mechanical sound began in the brain, eagerly trying to call him.

This time, Du Lin heard it very clearly and gave a clear response.

The black-haired young man said lightly, "Well, I'm here."

"I'm wide awake...with all the memories, wide awake."

In the next second, an invisible...higher existence seemed to tear a corner of the air open.

After being burned to ashes, the human skin paper that was finally integrated into the incomplete shape appeared tremblingly in front of Du Lin——

[Host, hiss... are you alright? 】

Immediately afterwards... a series of strange characters were written on the human skin paper by a shapeless pen——

Du Lin's gaze paused slightly.

The text carries a strong binding force and coercion.

Like everything in this world, there is no way to escape from the pressure of this deliberate confinement——

"Du Lin, I finally found you. I was entangled by [Chaos] for so long with its huge body... This time, I finally located your exact plane."

"It's time to go home, Durin."

——"I'll... take you home."