“Heavenly Pearl?”
Su Ling was completely terrified now.
But she also remembered the pink bead she picked up last night.
“I remember! I remember! It’s at my house! I left it at home!”
Su Ling shouted anxiously.
Upon hearing this, Masha’s face flushed red.
“Why did you leave it at home?”
“How was I supposed to know what that thing was? Where else would I put it?”
Su Ling looked aggrieved.
Masha had no choice.
“Where is your home? I’ll go get it.”
Masha looked exhausted.
But Su Ling fell silent.
Su Ling stared intently at Masha. For some reason, Masha shuddered.
It felt like being watched by an apex predator eyeing its prey.
“Cat got your tongue? Give me the address.”
Masha snapped out of it, furious from embarrassment.
She had actually been intimidated by this brat.
Yet Su Ling remained completely silent.
How could she possibly give out her home address?
Su Yao was there.
She was her only family!
Masha was thoroughly enraged.
She roughly grabbed Su Ling by the hair.
“Heh, you damn witch. Not talking, huh? Fine. I have ways to make you speak.”
A bloody glint flashed in Masha’s crimson eyes.
She pulled a blood-red pair of pliers from her storage pouch.
When Su Ling saw those pliers, her face turned pale.
Masha roughly tore Su Ling’s black stockings, revealing her toenails, white but flushed pink.
Masha was momentarily stunned.
So… so beautiful…
Forget it, I’ll just scare her.
She aimed the pliers at those tempting nails.
“Talk or not?”
Su Ling now realized what was coming and bit her lip hard.
How could she speak?
She had already lost Miao Miao; she couldn’t lose Su Yao too.
“Ah——!”
Suddenly, an excruciating pain made Su Ling black out.
And Masha stared blankly at the pliers in her own hand.
How did she…
Suddenly, an indescribable pleasure surged within her.
A cherry-colored gleam flickered in her crimson eyes.
The next moment, Masha stuffed the bloody nail into Su Ling’s mouth.
“Let’s see what’s harder: your mouth or my pliers.”
Masha’s face twisted into a sick smile.
Her mouth was full of the taste of blood.
Su Ling looked at the petite girl before her as if seeing a demon.
…
“Pant! Pant!”
After who knows how long, Masha threw down the pliers and collapsed on the ground, gasping.
“Can’t you just say something?!”
She stared at the Su Ling before her, on the verge of breaking down.
At this moment, Su Ling was covered in wounds, her flesh mangled and bloody.
The shredded black stockings on her thighs were soaked with blood.
Her white hair was disheveled, stained light red by blood.
Her fingers and toes were pulp.
Her elbow was bent at an unnatural angle.
Su Ling was tied up with a rope and hung. Her head drooped, barely conscious.
Of her once-beautiful cherry-colored eyes, only one remained.
“Aaaah, you damned *! Who do you think you are? I just want to get my stuff back!”
Masha grabbed Su Ling’s hair and lifted her head.
The remaining pupil was bloodshot.
Masha was completely unhinged.
She clenched her fist and shoved it into Su Ling’s mouth.
A sensation of suffocation came over Su Ling, who kept rolling her eyes.
“I just want to get my stuff back! That’s all!”
Masha’s fist was covered in saliva and blood.
She held Su Ling’s face and roared.
But Su Ling never said a single word from start to finish.
If Su Ling had said something provocative or anything else, Masha wouldn’t have been this broken.
But from the very beginning, she had remained silent.
That made Masha utterly collapse.
Now, for some reason, Masha seemed extremely manic.
Her crimson eyes flashed with a mocking gaze that Su Ling found deeply familiar…
So familiar…
What is that?
Su Ling’s fuzzy mind wondered.
Wait, the original owner!
Su Ling’s pupils contracted.
That mocking, cruel look was exactly the same as the original owner’s eyes in her dream.
“Oh my, it seems I’ve been found out after all.”
At that moment, the still-roaring Masha suddenly flashed a weird smile on her little face.
She picked up the bloodied pliers from the floor and pinched Su Ling’s little finger.
“Crack!”
The bone snapped with a sound.
Su Ling nearly passed out.
“Heh… you… how…”
Wasn’t that a dream?
How could she control Masha?
When did she appear?
“Earlier I wanted Luo Qianxue to entertain you properly, but unfortunately, she’s a witch, and her head is full of lust, completely uncontrollable.”
Masha—no, the original owner—
controlled Masha’s body, and under Su Ling’s solitary gaze, transformed into Su Ling’s likeness.
“This brat is the princess of the Miusong Zerg. Even if she’s not a Tyranid, as long as she’s Zerg, she’s under my control.”
Now, in the cramped underground room, a blood-soaked girl with only one eye, her white hair stained red, was tied up.
And opposite her stood a radiant white-haired, cherry-eyed girl.
“This little one is too young, extremely easy to control.”
“I just nudged her anxious mind, letting her consciousness completely drown in [Humiliation], so I could take full control.”
[Humiliation], the key is the “torture.”
Break them.
At first, Masha only wanted to scare Su Ling with the pliers.
But under her interference, the cruel desire for [Humiliation] in Masha’s heart was fully activated.
Masha indulged in the sick pleasure of [Humiliation] and completely lost herself.
And she succeeded in taking over this body.
“I just didn’t expect you to have such a hard mouth. But thanks to you, I was able to come out.”
The original owner pinched Su Ling’s chin, sneering.
If Su Ling had told Masha the address from the start, Masha might not have taken action, and she wouldn’t have had the chance to slip in.
Su Ling bit her lip hard.
“I know what you’re thinking.”
“Is that hag—our biological mother—in that house?”
The original owner’s face was full of mockery.
But the next moment, Su Ling suddenly lunged and bit her hand hard.
The original owner’s face immediately contorted.
“*! So you get excited when I mention that biological mother? Don’t forget, this body is originally mine!”
“You used my body to sell yourself, and I haven’t settled accounts with you yet, and now you bite me?”
The original owner slapped Su Ling hard.
She grabbed Su Ling’s neck, her little hand like a vise, making Su Ling’s face turn red.
But in the end, she let go.
She still needed Su Ling alive.
Only alive could Su Ling be useful to her.
Su Ling’s eyes were now unfocused.
She had never felt such unprecedented despair.
“Don’t worry, I’ll let you live. I’m not done playing yet.”
The original owner stepped on Su Ling, her face twisted with sick pleasure.
“I know where that hag is. Don’t rush, I’ll take good care of our dear mother for you.”
“No… no…”
Su Ling finally spoke.
Her whole body ached to the point of numbness, but when she heard that the original owner was going back to find Su Yao, her eyes reddened instantly.
Bloody tears dripped from the corners of her eyes.
She forcefully knocked the original owner down.
The original owner fell to the ground, enraged.
“Damn it, you stinking *!”
She wanted to kill Su Ling outright, but the next moment, her movements froze, as if something was speaking to her.
“Hmph, lucky you.”
The original owner grabbed Su Ling’s hair, staring at her unfocused pupils with disgust.
“Rot and stink here. I’ll go back to that biological mother in your place.”
“This was always meant to be my life.”
“Don’t forget, you’re just a counterfeit I summoned.”
“Everything you have now was originally mine, understand?”
She threw Su Ling to the ground, then locked the door and walked away.
In the dim underground room, Su Ling lay on the floor, utterly hopeless.
“Mom…”
Her consciousness sank into complete darkness.
And in the corner, the Magic Cube flickered with a faint white light.