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

Before Xiao Yichen finished speaking, a powerful dark force surged like a tsunami, instantly covering the entire room. Chu Mengmeng and Xiao Yichen's faces changed, and they almost subconsciously attacked at the same time. Two powerful spiritual powers intertwined in the air, forming a barrier to resist the invasion of the dark force.

"boom--"

With a loud bang, the barrier trembled violently. Chu Mengmeng and Xiao Yichen groaned, and a trace of blood flowed from the corners of their mouths. The power of darkness was beyond their imagination. Just one blow injured them.

"Hahaha, Chu Mengmeng, Xiao Yichen, you can't escape!"

Arrogant laughter echoed in the night sky. A figure wearing a black robe and his face hidden under a hood slowly walked out of the dark clouds. With every step he took, the surrounding space seemed to be swallowed up by darkness.

"Dark Lord!"

Chu Mengmeng and Xiao Yichen looked solemn. They never expected that the Dark Lord would actually take action personally.

"Don't you love your daughter very much? Then let me see how you are going to protect her!" The Dark Lord sneered, with a hint of viciousness in his eyes.

He waved his hand violently, and countless black bats flew out from the black cloud. The eyes of these bats were glowing with strange red light, and they pounced towards Ling'er who was sleeping.

"Ling'er!"

Chu Mengmeng screamed and wanted to rush over to protect her daughter, but was held back by Xiao Yichen.

"I'll stop them, you take Ling'er away!"

Xiao Yichen pushed Chu Mengmeng away and turned to face the black bats. The sword in his hand flashed, and each sword energy contained a powerful force, cutting down the bats one by one.

However, these bats seemed endless and kept coming.

"It's useless, your resistance is in vain!" The Dark Lord sneered, his eyes full of mockery, "Today, you will all die here!"

He raised his hand again, and an even more powerful dark force gathered in his hand, forming a black energy ball, which blasted towards Chu Mengmeng and Ling'er.

Chu Mengmeng hugged Ling'er and closed her eyes in despair. At this critical moment, a figure suddenly appeared in front of them and blocked the black energy ball.

"Do not--"

Chu Mengmeng opened her eyes wide in horror, looking at the familiar figure, her heart seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible hand, and she could hardly breathe. "Father!" Chu Mengmeng's heart-wrenching cry resounded through the sky, but the figure just turned his head slightly, revealing an extremely unfamiliar face, with a strange red light flashing in his empty eyes, and a creepy smile on the corner of his mouth.

That was Ling'er after being eroded by the power of darkness. Her originally innocent face had now become extremely hideous. Her small body was wrapped in the power of darkness, and she stood stiffly beside the dark lord like a puppet.

"Ling'er!" Xiao Yichen's eyes were bloodshot, and the sword in his hand almost slipped out of his hand. He frantically attacked the dark creatures around him, trying to break through the obstacles and get to Ling'er, but was repelled by the dark forces again and again.

“Hahaha, give up, Xiao Yichen!” The Dark Lord laughed wildly. He grabbed Ling’er’s shoulders and lifted her up in front of Chu Mengmeng and Xiao Yichen like a trophy. “Look at your daughter. She is mine now! Her power and her soul all belong to me!”

Chu Mengmeng felt a black screen in front of her eyes, and she almost fainted. She staggered back a few steps, tears blurring her eyes. She could only look at Ling'er who was controlled by the dark power in despair, her heart aching.

"Ling'er, my Ling'er..." Chu Mengmeng stretched out her hand weakly, wanting to touch her daughter's face, but was blocked by the barrier formed by the dark power.

"Mother..." Ling'er's voice was hoarse and unfamiliar, as if it came from a distant abyss, with a chilling chill, "Kill... Kill them..."

"No! Ling'er, you are not like this! Wake up!" Chu Mengmeng screamed in pain. She would rather be the one being swallowed by the dark power than see her daughter become like this, neither human nor ghost.

Xiao Yichen tightly grasped the sword in his hand, his knuckles turning white from excessive force. He looked at the Dark Lord with red eyes and said word by word: "Let her go, otherwise, I will cut you into pieces even if I have to sacrifice my life!"

The Dark Lord just sneered disdainfully when he heard this. He looked down at Ling'er in his arms, a sinister light flashed in his eyes, and he slowly said, "Want to save her? You can..."

The Dark Lord's voice was as cold as ice. "Want to save her? Sure. Kneel down and submit to me. Swear allegiance to the darkness, and I will let her go." He smiled evilly, his eyes moving back and forth between Chu Mengmeng and Xiao Yichen, enjoying their desperate and painful expressions.

Chu Mengmeng's body was shaky, like a leaf drifting in the wind. Ling'er was the baby she had given birth to with all her strength, and she was everything in her life. Watching Ling'er suffer was more painful than killing her. However, asking her to submit to the darkness, how was this different from killing Xiao Yichen?

Xiao Yichen was also deeply trapped in the quagmire of pain. Ling'er was the apple of his eye, and he wished he could bear all the pain for her. However, he also understood that once they succumbed to the darkness, the world would be doomed.

"Don't... promise him..." Ling'er's weak voice came from the shackles of the dark power, intermittent, like a candle in the wind, which could be extinguished at any time, "I... am not afraid of death... Don't... give up... for me..."

"Ling'er!" Chu Mengmeng's heart was broken when she heard her daughter's voice, and tears burst out like a dam breaking. Ling'er was still so young, how could she bear such pain?

“Hahaha, what a touching family love!” The Dark Lord laughed arrogantly. He tightened the power that imprisoned Ling’er. The black mist rolled, as if to devour the small figure. “Unfortunately, the weak have no right to choose! I will give you one last chance. Submit, or watch her die!”

"No!" Chu Mengmeng screamed, despair entwined around her heart like a poisonous snake, making it almost impossible for her to breathe.

Xiao Yichen stared at the Dark Lord intently, the anger in his eyes almost burning him to death, but the sword in his hand was shaking, as if it would fall to the ground in the next second.

As time passed, the oppression of the dark power became stronger and stronger, and Ling'er's breath became weaker and weaker.

Finally, Chu Mengmeng took a deep breath, slowly closed her eyes, and two lines of tears slid down her cheeks. She trembled, as if she had exhausted all her strength, and slowly uttered a few words: "I..." "I..." Chu Mengmeng's voice was as weak as a mosquito, but it was like a thunder in Xiao Yichen's ears. He suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Chu Mengmeng in disbelief. The veins on the hand holding the hilt of the sword bulged, as if he was in great pain, "Mengmeng, don't!"

Chu Mengmeng slowly opened her eyes, tears blurred her vision, but she could still feel the worry and despair in Xiao Yichen's eyes. She endured the pain in her heart and showed Xiao Yichen a smile that was uglier than crying, "Yichen, I...we have no choice..."

"No, we still have a chance!" Xiao Yichen stood up suddenly, pointed the sword in his hand at the Dark Lord, and said firmly, "I won't let you succeed!"

"Opportunity? Hahaha, in the face of absolute power, you don't have any chance!" The Dark Lord laughed wildly, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world.

“Yichen…” Chu Mengmeng pulled Xiao Yichen’s sleeve, her eyes filled with pleading, “Let’s…save Ling’er first…”

Xiao Yichen's body trembled slightly. He slowly turned his head and looked at Ling'er who was bound by the dark power, his eyes full of pain and struggle. He knew that Chu Mengmeng was right. The most important thing now was to save Ling'er, and everything else could be put aside for the time being.

"Okay..." Xiao Yichen uttered a word with difficulty, and the sword in his hand fell down weakly, as if he had lost all his strength.

Seeing Xiao Yichen compromise, the dark lord's smile became even more proud. He waved his hand, and the black mist spread out a path that led directly to where he was.

"Come here, kneel down and surrender to me, swear allegiance to the darkness, and I will let her go." The voice of the Dark Lord was like a death spell, echoing in the empty land.

Chu Mengmeng and Xiao Yichen looked at each other, their eyes full of bitterness and helplessness. They put aside all their dignity and pride, took heavy steps, and walked towards the dark lord who was like an abyss...