The System Wants Me To Attack the Female Protagonist of Abuse

◎Her boy is close at hand◎

The afterglow of the setting sun shines on the sea, and the white seagulls disappear at the end of the horizon. The wind blows gently, creating layers of golden ripples, burying all the dark tides on the seabed.

This was the first time Song Dingding saw the sunset by the sea.

It should have been beautiful and unforgettable, but now it will end in this painful and tormenting way, which will forever be a regret in her heart.

She is not reconciled.

It was obvious that her teenager was close at hand, but at this moment it became an unreachable distance between life and death.

Song Dingding struggled like crazy, his fingernails pierced into the man's arm, stabbed into the flesh fiercely and forcefully, and then slashed down, causing the man behind him to let out a low, inaudible groan. Voice.

With the flesh and blood stuck between her fingernails, taking advantage of the man's distraction, she used all her remaining strength, trying to write the word "Song" on the reef with the thick blood.

However, just as she was about to write, she suddenly remembered that the person behind her was not a fool. Even if she tried her best to leave traces, if the person noticed it afterwards, she could clean it up.

Song Dingding paused for a moment, and waved an arm vigorously. After deliberately attracting the person's attention, she was stained with blood and wrote the word "Song" on the reef, stroke by stroke.

Perhaps it was her desperate struggle to the death that aroused the interest of the man behind her, but the man slightly relieved his strength and prepared to strangle her to death after she had finished writing the Song character.

Song Dingding took this opportunity to hide the other palm in his abdomen, pressed the storage ring with his thumb, and took out the handkerchief that the boy handed her when she sneezed and runny nose on the first day.

The suffocation from the lack of oxygen almost made her faint, but she didn't know what the motivation was, so she forced her to dig a small hole in the sand in front of her abdomen and buried the handkerchief in it.

The blood written on the reef was entirely to divert the attention of the person behind her. As soon as she left, that person would clean up the blood on the reef.

But the man kept staring at her to write, and he would carelessly ignore the handkerchief she buried in the sand.

If the sea is high tide, you can probably rush here and rush out the handkerchief buried in the sand.

The handkerchief was stained with blood. She thought that as long as he could see the handkerchief, he would understand that she did not miss the appointment, and she did not leave without saying goodbye.

In this way, when the original owner's parents come to the island next time, maybe he will ask about it. And Madam Song is a smart person. Presumably what she said on the painting boat, Madam Song also listened to a point or two.

Whether he can help him at that time will depend on the fate of his destiny.

While she was burying the handkerchief, the blood-stained hand didn't dare to stop from beginning to end, for fear of causing the person's suspicion.

Such simple two actions are an impossible task for a person whose brain is about to stop due to lack of oxygen, and his neck and cheeks are covered with blue and purple marks.

But the unwillingness, the regret and anger buried deep in her heart, supported her to complete this arduous task.

When she finished writing the word 'Song' on the reef, the man behind her let out a mocking snort from her nose, inadvertently increasing the strength in her palm.

The wet eyes bulged suddenly, as if they would burst at any moment, she exhausted her last strength, took out the mirror and touched it with her fingertips.

After a dazzling white glow, Song Dingding regained fresh air. She clasped her hands around her neck, coughing hard, like someone who had just been rescued from drowning.

Compared with being strangled to death, the drum stirring when entering and leaving the illusion is extremely comfortable.

After Song Dingding felt her body gradually stabilize, the light gradually disappeared, her eyelashes trembled twice, and she slowly opened her eyes.

The cold touch on the cave floor made her feel a little melancholy.

Sitting on the damp and cold ground with her knees in her arms, she watched the long mirror in the cave all burst open and shattered the ground.

The mirror was broken, and she would never see the boy again.

Song Dingding was stunned.

After a long time, he took a deep breath.

Just as the villa owner said, he has seen his wife die countless times in fantasy, because what has happened cannot be changed at all.

So, why should she be immersed in a fantasy, saddened by an irreversible past?

And even if it's a fantasy, no matter what the outcome is, she has tried her best to save him, hasn't she?

Song Dingding pinched his fingers and repeated in his heart: This is an illusion, this is just an illusion.

She tried to adjust her emotions, patted the dirt on her clothes, got up, took two steps in the direction of leaving the secret passage, and suddenly stopped.

She remembered that the first time they fainted in the cave was when they opened the coffin and were hit by a dazzling and sharp light.

According to the owner of the village, it was the light emitted by the swallowing dragon ball, and it was because of the light of the swallowing dragon ball that they fell into an illusion and struggled in pain and despair.

Assuming that the first time she fainted, the swallowing dragon ball was hidden in the coffin, then the second time she came to the cave alone to find the swallowing dragon ball, there was nothing in the coffin.

How did she enter the illusion through the mirror?

Song Dingding turned his head and looked at the thousands of night pearls inlaid on the wall.

Even if it is lighting, there is no need to inlay so many luminous pearls here. What is the purpose of the owner of this place?

Song Dingding walked back again, and she looked at the night pearls that exuded a faint halo, one by one, her eyes swept across the night pearls one by one.

It wasn't until she looked at her eyes that she finally found a bead with a faint black glaze in the southwest corner of the cave wall, vaguely showing the dragon's eye.

The seven swallowing dragon **** reflect the dragon's head, tail, whiskers, horns, scales, claws, and eyes, and the swallowing dragon ball inlaid on the wall is the bead that represents the dragon's eye.

Song Dingding stepped on the coffin cover on the rock and pulled the swallowing dragon ball out of the wall with compassion. She felt the cool and moist touch, and her bad mood changed slightly.

The three tasks given by the village owner are to wake up everyone, kill the village owner, and find the swallowing dragon ball.

The mirrors were all broken, and they must have woken up. Now that they have found the swallowing dragon ball, there is only one last task left - killing the village owner.

It's just that the village owner also set a two-hour task time for them. She can't be sure now whether the time outside the mirror flows together during the days when she is in the mirror, or it is frozen at that moment.

If time keeps flowing, then she has been in the mirror for a few days, and the time in this secret realm has passed for a few days, and she has missed the opportunity to complete the task.

But this is not a big problem. Anyway, she has now got the swallowing dragon ball. As long as the others are still alive, they will find a way to get out of here.

Song Dingding put the swallowing dragon ball into the storage ring, and walked quickly in the direction of going back. When she left the secret passage and hadn't walked out of the hut, she heard a familiar voice.

"Do you have any brains?! How can A Ding be allowed to venture into the secret passage alone?"

When Bai Qi's words fell, Li Hua said with a cold face: "You were the last to wake up. If A Ding hadn't asked me to stay with you, do you think I would wait for you?"

"Fart! The last person to wake up is obviously Pei Ming..."

Song Dingding walked out of the hut, and the fierce quarrel between the two came to an abrupt end. Her eyes passed Li Hua and Bai Qi, and fell directly on Pei Ming.

A veil floated on his cheeks, and his black eyes like ink jade drooped slightly. He was wearing a thin persimmon-colored dress and stood under the lush green bamboo.

Pei Ming, Wu Zang Daojun, what is the relationship between them?

In an instant, countless possibilities flashed through her mind, but they were rejected one by one.

If he is Wuzang Daojun's half-sister, then why would he lie about Wuzang Daojun's life experience as his own?

If he is a man disguised as a woman, where are the traces of disguise?

When he was young, Daojun Wu Zang was already over one meter eighty in height, and Pei Ming looked about one meter seven.

Leaving that aside, hair color can still be camouflaged, but how to camouflage the natural characteristics of men and women?

Unless he, like her, has a system that is not very bright, he also travels from another world, and he can also exchange intimacy for the golden finger skill of [beauty shaping].

Song Dingding thought it was unlikely, but what happened now was far beyond her prediction, so she could only be skeptical about things that could not be 100% sure.

Bai Qi stepped forward with a worried look: "A Ding, are you alright?"

Song Dingding was recalled by her voice, raised his head and smiled slightly: "I'm fine, why are you all here?"

Li Hua replied for her: "After you left, Lu Cha went to inform others to look for the swallowing dragon ball. I was waiting there while watching the corpse of the owner's wife, and suddenly felt a little abnormal..."

He paused and said mysteriously, "Guess what?"

Song Dingding was about to ask his wife if she had cheated the corpse, when she heard Bai Qi rushing to answer: "My wife's body is not rotten because she has swallowed dragon **** in her mouth!"

Saying that, Bai Qi snatched the swallowing dragon ball from Li Hua's hand and handed it to her as if asking for credit.

Song Dingding looked at the bead with the dragon scales looming, slightly startled, and hid the storage ring with the black swallowing dragon bead into his sleeve.

If the golden swallowing dragon ball between the lady's teeth in the coffin was the one that made them fall into the illusion, then what was the black swallowing dragon ball she dug out of the cave wall?

Where is the place where she was involved in swallowing dragon **** because of black?

Song Dingding seemed to suddenly remember something, she raised her right hand and looked at the place on the side of her index finger.

There is a light and white crescent scar.

The dragon princess smashed the long mirror in the boy's room. She picked up the broken mirror fragment under the corner of the table. While meditating, she accidentally cut her index finger by the glass fragment.

The boy bandaged her and tied a bow with gauze.

That's not fantasy.

It's not really a fantasy...

Bai Qi is still chattering about the follow-up: "Daojun Yuwei was found in the water lotus pavilion, but the woman who made us kidnapped doesn't know where to go."

"Just a moment ago, the village owner committed suicide on the cross. He said that we had completed other tasks, and he decided to let us go..."

Bai Qi's voice gradually became indistinct, and Song Dingding responded in a trance. She tapped the storage ring on her index finger, and her body swayed slightly due to her tinnitus and dizziness.

As if her eardrums were perforated, she subconsciously covered her ears with the echo of a 'hum', and her body fell backwards out of control.

The blood all over her body became cold and biting in an instant, as if her soul had been stripped away. She didn't know what was wrong with herself, but at the moment she fell, a bright persimmon color broke into her blurred vision.

The two colors seem to overlap in the setting sun.

Song Dingding murmured the regret for not being able to shout out on the island: "Big brother..."

Finish