After HP shared the dream, Lao Fu was conquered by me

Tom looked at Lamia, who was becoming more and more transparent, and wanted to use his own blood to revive her like last time. However, he was stunned when he saw his sticky and dirty blue blood. He then wantonly destroyed everything around him, wanting all creatures to be buried with Lamia, even himself.

"My... King, my king, I have a way." Mushroom, who had been pretending to be dead, jumped down from the wall. It walked over tremblingly, looking afraid of death. A big hole had appeared on the mushroom cap on its head at some point.

Tom's scarlet eyes seemed to be poisoned, and like a venomous snake that appeared out of nowhere, he locked his eyes on the weak Mushroom.

"Speak!" His voice seemed to still contain a hint of expectation, but it was obvious that he had his tentacles ready to kill the poor creature at any time.

"As long as you give her the inner elixir, she will never die, but your strength will be greatly weakened." Gugu said tremblingly.

Tom's eyes suddenly lit up, and a thick tentacle pierced into his chest as he thought, and took out a black round sphere covered with black sticky substance.

Tom suddenly felt weak, bent over, and spat out a mouthful of blood, but he laughed again, "Lamia, how are you going to escape this time?"

The tentacles carried the inner elixir and stretched out to Lamia's mouth. After occupying the last bit of space inside, they gradually moved downwards, passed through the slender tube, and penetrated deep into the body. After putting down the inner elixir, they refused to leave.

Lamia was awakened by a strong feeling of nausea. She thought she had returned to reality, but when she opened her eyes, she saw the person she hated so much.

"Ugh." Lamia kept dry heaving, her abdomen heaving violently, but the tentacles blocked her throat tightly, leaving her helpless.

"Lamia."

Lamia looked over and saw Tom's hair sticking to his face, wet and innocent, just like they had been before. But she knew in her heart that beneath this seemingly pure appearance, there was a dirty, horrible, sticky monster wriggling.

"I've figured it out. I'll let you go as long as you give me a baby." Tom's fingertips were white from pinching, but he still said it, his chest heaving violently with pain.

But Lamia couldn't make a sound. She looked at Tom with hatred in her eyes and bit him hard with all her strength. The tentacles contracted violently, but still stuck tightly to her oral mucosa.

But Tom frowned and forcefully pulled out the disobedient tentacle.

With the tentacles pulled out, Lamia could finally breathe on her own instead of relying on the meager oxygen provided by the tentacles.

"I don't want to." Lamia's cold and hateful eyes pierced Tom's heart. He covered his chest, and the pain stimulated his nerves, bringing him a painful pleasure.

"You hate me?" Tom was stunned for a moment, then he became excited again, "Hate, you hate me, that's great, you are finally willing to show me your true feelings."

This time it was Lamia's turn to be stunned. She didn't expect that in just a short moment, Tom seemed like a different person, without any trace of his previous frenzy.

Lamia, who originally wanted to provoke him and let him give her a quick death, suddenly found that her body had returned to normal. Except for the torn sleeves and the residual blood on them, which could reveal what had just happened, the rest of her skin looked as if it had never had any wounds. It was as white and delicate as a newborn baby.

"What did you do to me?" Lamia floated in the air, her body light and graceful. The power contained in her body allowed her to tentatively attack Tom.

The attack that originally contained great power suddenly became soft, like a light touch.

"Give me a child and I will let you go." Tom refused to say anything about what he had done. With a stretch of his long arms, Lamia fell into his arms.

"I can't have children." Lamia pushed away Tom's big hand that was touching her cheek.

"You have no say." Tom smiled, a hint of joy between his brows. "I will try my best."

"Get out!" Lamia frowned and pulled out the tentacle that had drilled into her clothes. "How disgusting." She smeared the remaining mucus on her hand on Tom's arm and pretended to vomit again.

"If we have a child, you will keep it, right?" Tom carefully controlled the tentacles, wanting to get a promise from Lamia.

"Impossible." Lamia denied it again. It was impossible for her race to give birth to a child for a human, not to mention that he could not even be considered a human now.

"What if, will you stay?" The tentacles covered Lamia's mouth as she was about to continue speaking, and Tom's voice was filled with begging.

“…” Lamia pointed to her lips and then shook her head firmly. She didn’t want to be controlled by Tom anymore.

"Why?" Tom's eyes were red as he leaned on Lamia's shoulders, causing her body to tilt to one side.

"What do you think, Tom? How could it be possible that I hate you so much?" Lamia slapped Tom's face sarcastically, making a crisp sound.

"Then let's try it." Tom's eyes turned dark red again, his body gradually stiffened, and his tentacles broke through control again and attacked Lamia.

"It's useless." Lamia sighed. She seemed to have lost all her strength and allowed Tom to press her completely under him.