Become a stepmother and save the male protagonist of the painful literary school

Ye Wanwan became mentally ill. After discovering that she had killed a person she didn't even recognize, she felt so guilty that she slit her wrists and died in the basement.

She kept several dogs in the basement and disposed of the bodies cleanly. After removing all traces, she burned them in a big fire, leaving nothing behind.

These aroused the suspicion of the police, but due to her status and position, they did not dare to investigate her.

Easy to deal with.

She inherited the entire Jane's and started cleaning up the interior when she first took over the company. Now it is completely hers.

Practical control of all aspects.

Half of Si Yanchen's property also went into her pocket, and together with the 70 million that Fang Qin gave her to win her over, it was enough for her to live for several lifetimes.

But she was not satisfied.

Why should she be inferior to Fang Qin?

So she poisoned Fang Qin just like she had poisoned her beastly father Jian Siming and her violent mother Chen Yufang.

The toxicity that accumulates over time is slow and subtle. If you suddenly feel pain one day, that is the time of death.

The person is already dead, and even if they search through hundreds of reincarnations, they still can't find her. This is also thanks to the fact that Bai Yueguang is a fine arts major, which has nothing to do with her biochemistry major, and she provided the best cover.

Even if a dog came sniffing the scent, no one would dare to touch her because of the power she held.

But she didn't expect that her comfortable days would not last long.

During a systematic bone-washing punishment, she fainted from the pain.

When she woke up, she found herself in a dark hall, with scorching heat waves blowing in her face, almost enveloping her.

With her good eyesight, she was shocked to see that behind the stone steps she was standing was rolling lava.

Then it calmed down.

——Another nightmare.

Looking back, he saw that right above the steps facing him was an empty seat similar to a throne, and in front of the seat was an extremely large black table.

It was empty and looked extremely eerie.

Just now.

With a "swish" sound, thousands of scarlet flames emerged from the magma and flew to every corner of the hall, turning into an eerie green color that illuminated the hall.

She saw that the empty throne was shrouded in a black mist and took two steps forward to see what the mist was.

But when he got closer, he suddenly found that the mist condensed into a solid, in the form of an old man with a black beard and wearing a black and red robe.

He held a black brush in his hand, writing something on the yellow paper on the table. There were golden runes engraved on the pen shaft that were incomprehensible, and the words seemed to flow. There was a blood-red tassel at the end of the brush.

There was clearly no ink, but there were words on the paper.

She saw that the color of the words was a terrifying deep red, like the blood spurting from the artery of a person who had just died.

"Jian Yan, a mortal from World No. 9, killed the male protagonist Si Yanchen, the female protagonist Ye Wanwan, his brother Jian Tianci, the original owner's father, the original owner's mother, and his mother-in-law Fang Qin, among dozens of others in World No. 3. His crime is unforgivable."

"Judged as an evil spirit - thrown into the imperial prison, to receive punishment from heaven!"

"The charges have been determined. Do you have anything else to say in defense? If you have no defense, you will be imprisoned immediately."

Jian Yan sneered, climbed the stairs step by step, and stood in front of the table: "Who do you think you are, baring your fangs and claws in my dream?"

"This is not a nightmare, but a calamity from which you cannot escape."

The old man raised his head and stared at her with his dark eyes without whites.

Her heart skipped a beat when she was stared at by those eyes.

The other person's face was sagging, his voice was hoarse and eerie, and the tissue sticking out from his black sleeves looked as white as a dead branch, as if he was not a living person.

The black mist surrounding his body contrasted with the bloody words written on him, making him look even more creepy.

Jian Yan repeated the word, and his face suddenly darkened: "Disaster...what a thing, playing tricks!"

She was so angry that she raised her hand and knocked the pen out of his hand.

But to her surprise, her hand did not pull out the creepy pen, but passed through the pen body as if passing through the air.

Her pupils shrank in disbelief: "How is it possible!"

She didn't believe it, and tried to hit the old man in robe who was pretending to be a ghost in front of her in the same way, but found that he turned into a ball of black mist.

The next moment, a voice came from behind her.

"You are a mortal, and I am a god. It is ridiculous for a mortal to attack a god."

Jian Yan mechanically turned her head and found him standing behind her. Her scalp immediately went numb, goose bumps appeared all over her body, and her hair stood on end.

"God, are you God? Where is this?" She was puzzled and twisted her arm, frowning in pain.

"I am the Judge of the Underworld, the head of the Twelve Yama Palaces. This is the Netherworld, and you will be taken to the Imperial Prison."

"What? Stop kidding!"

Jian Yan called the system in his mind, but he didn't hear any mechanical sound and the live broadcast interface disappeared.

She felt like she was cheated and was instantly furious.

Her hands were entangled in black mist, dragging her body out of the hall. No matter how she struggled, it was useless.

Her eyes turned red and she gritted her teeth, "It turns out that everything was a trick on me!"

The reason why he replaced Bai Yueguang and let her live was just to use her as an excuse to complete the task, and then throw her into the underworld after that.

All the rights, status and money that one possessed turned to ashes in an instant. Everything was gone!

Jian Yan was thrown into the imperial prison.

It is pitch black here, with no sunlight, no time or age, only endless torment. You can neither die nor live.

All that awaits her is seven levels of living death.

The first level, long nails penetrate the body.

It means to imprison evil desires.

His hands and feet were chained and hung in the air. His arms lost too much blood and turned white, purple, and finally necrotic.

Use four long nails to pierce the palms and insteps of the feet and nail the person to the wall.

The protrusions on the wall were as sharp as blades. The moment a person was nailed in, hundreds of protrusions pierced his back.

Anxious.

The second level, the ice freezes the blood.

It means freezing resentment.

Being in an extremely cold place, the skin is covered with frost by the cold wind.

Gradually, you will feel the itch coming from inside your body, from under your skin, in every pore, in your blood vessels, a fatal itch like ants crawling.

The coldness grew stronger, blocking all movement. I was drowned in a suffocating feeling, as if I were thrown into a freezing icy river. I had a mouth but couldn't breathe, my heart couldn't beat, and my blood couldn't flow.

The third dish is cooking the oil and roasting the skin with hellish fire.

It means to burn away filth.

First, I felt a burst of scalding heat, and then, in extreme fear, I felt my skin being scalded and smelling meat. Blisters appeared one after another, from the chest to the thighs, blood and flesh were blurred, and the screams were terrifying.

The fourth level is to cut open the belly and dig out the heart.

The fifth level, weak water corrodes bones.

The sixth level, water drops penetrate the forehead and shape the brain.

The seventh level is the sorrowful spirit of the coming and going living beings.

All evil spirits who have committed many evil deeds must go through these seven levels of hell before they can cross the Naihe Bridge and enter the path of reincarnation.

Most souls lose the desire to live and their souls are scattered in this process.

The body will heal quickly after being tortured, just like a toy that can never be killed.

Jian Yan was in a frying pan one moment and in an icy river the next. She was in so much pain that she broke out in cold sweat and blood mixed with tears flowed down her face.

But she never gave up the idea of ​​​​surviving.

She doesn't want to be torn to pieces!

……

The countless times of pain that made her faint made her desire to survive stronger and more crazy.

He laughed wildly in the imperial prison: "Those who can't kill me will become my food!"

The laughter attracted countless resentful spirits who were suffering the same torture.

In order to persist, they absorb the vitality from her and become her loyal followers; when they can no longer endure and their souls are shattered, she will absorb their souls to nourish herself and make herself stronger.

As he absorbed more evil spirits, Jian Yan became more violent, and he could not be killed or destroyed.

The ancient evil spirit suppressed in the seventh level of hell was alarmed.

"I am Tianmu Xuanyou, the chief of the gods of creation. In ancient times, I was defeated by Nuwa and have been trapped in this prison of the underworld for a long time. I feel lonely and alone."

"Make a deal with me, and I will grant you the freedom to travel through three thousand worlds!"

Jian Yan has been deceived countless times, and she will no longer believe the words of anyone or any soul.

But Tianmu Xuanyou kept pestering her, and even though he was imprisoned by the God-Binding Chains, he was still able to infuse her body with astonishing power.

"Why choose me?"

"You are a rare soul that has entered this seventh level of hell, a holy body of extreme Yin. Thousands of resentful spirits have gathered in your body to help you achieve great spiritual power. You are the most suitable person to trade with me."

"What conditions?"

"Take one of my eyes. Purgatory is filled with evil spirits and resentment, and it is lonely and empty. I want to travel through three thousand prosperous worlds and absorb the breath of the living."

Jian Yan did not ask him what he was going to do by sucking the popularity of the living people. She knew it was not a good thing, but this deal was not a loss for her.

If you want to get the skin of a tiger, you have to give it a try.

She has freedom, and if the creator god wants to rely on her, he will definitely help her escape from the underworld.

"make a deal."

"Come and take my third eye. It will become one with you and help you escape from the hands of the Judge Boy."

Jian Yan touched the eyeball on the face of the ten-armed giant with a human head and a snake god sitting under the God Binding Chain. The bright red bead melted in her palm and drilled into her palm.

It flowed along the blood vessels and gathered in one of her eyes.

She felt a sharp pain in her left eye and rolled over on the ground. She covered her eye with her hand and found blood oozing out.

"pain--"

My eyes hurt so much that I had to close them tightly and couldn't open them, so I clenched my teeth tightly.

Suddenly, the tightly closed eyes split open vertically, from top to bottom, like a cross.

The red eyeball formed a vertical pupil in the gap. And when she opened her eyes, it acted as an eyeball in her eyes.

Became a yin-yang eye.

From then on, a vertical scar was left on his eye.

After Jian Yan possessed the Yin-Yang Eyes, she was able to enter and exit the netherworld at will, and even the judge of the underworld could not do anything to her.

After leaving the netherworld, she can enter and exit any world at will without interference from the heavens.

The first thought was to return to the place where he was born - the "campus literary world".

In the world after the reshaping of time, she saw Bai Yueguang using her body to grovel and please Tong Huaimu, the loser, and getting entangled with Tong Ruixiao, who killed her...

She was furious, but could do nothing because the other person was already in that world and she, as a person of the same form, could not enter that world.

Therefore, she designed a plan to capture the system and force it to set up a connection for herself and Bai Yueguang to meet.

After meeting, she found that the other party was foolish and kind, would not listen to advice, could not accept killing, and was not the same kind as herself.

In order to take revenge on him, she held the Nightmare Beast hostage to weave dreams for Tong Ruixiao, making it impossible for the two to be together.

But I didn't expect it to fail.

She had already taken away Bai Yueguang's body, and she didn't want to waste any more time on her own body.

Because Tianmu Xuanyou did not lie to her, Rang also kept his promise.

In order to satisfy Tianmu Xuanyou's requirements, Jian Yan began to travel through three thousand small worlds.

Use her own methods to punish injustice and implement the justice in her heart.

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【Author’s words】:

The extra chapters are written in a concise manner, and many things are mentioned briefly without much elaboration.

Just looking at the original owner's article, it could be written into a new article of hundreds of thousands of words. However, after being compressed into a few chapters, due to the limited length, only the general plot can be retained.

The same goes for the previous [Ending 2].

If you feel unable to accept it, you can regard [Ending 1] as the last chapter, and the rest as bonuses.