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

Chapter 87 The Writings on the Wall (1)

"The time has come, Lamia." Tom bent down and held Lamia in his arms. His body had already taken shape, although it was not fully formed, but Tom could not wait any longer.

Lamia's head felt dizzy and she could feel herself being picked up. She could even clearly feel herself suspended in the air, but she couldn't open her eyes.

"Lamia, you didn't expect me to come back again, did you? I told you that you can't escape. I will pay you back little by little for what you did to me. After all, we are the same people, aren't we?" Tom enjoyed Lamia's resistance very much. He pressed her tightly in his arms, his face full of madness.

Lamia felt fear pressing down on her like an avalanche. She had never expected that Tom would emerge from her dream one day, and with obvious resentment.

Lamia racked her brains to understand why Tom hated her so much, even though she had done nothing wrong.

"Lamia, relax, it will be fine soon." Tom couldn't hear what Lamia was thinking in reality. He put Lamia on the bed and closed his eyes. His whole body gradually became illusory. A transparent shadow split from his body and drilled into Lamia's head, but was squeezed out the next second.

"Impossible!" Tom opened his eyes, and his body became more transparent than before.

He continued to try several times, but he could not put his consciousness into Lamia's mind.

"Host, the system has detected an unknown soul attempting to invade the host's consciousness and has taken the initiative to expel it."

The cold mechanical sound of the system woke Lamia up for a moment. She tried to open her eyes again, but still couldn't.

In the end, no one knew what method Tom used, but Lamia felt that her whole body became light and floated to a pure white and transparent place, where she saw her former tribesmen and Tom.

"Lamia, you're here." Tom, dressed in a white suit, extended his hand to her.

Lamia paused, and was pulled in front of Tom. She stretched out her hand involuntarily, and the two held hands.

The tribesmen behind her applauded, and Lamia saw Tom smile, just like the first time he smiled at her.

Lamia felt dazed and could no longer tell where she was. Her subconscious kept reminding her that this was just a dream, but everything around her seemed so real.

Lamia looked at Tom's handsome smiling face in front of her and couldn't help but follow his footsteps. Scenes flashed quickly along the way, including the scene of their first meeting and her life in the orphanage.

"Tom, where are you taking me?" Lamia's eyes became increasingly confused, more and more memories flashed before her eyes, but her mind became increasingly empty, as if she had lost all her memories.

"Lamia, believe me, follow me, everything will be restored, you and I will be together forever." Tom was still smiling, his charming and affectionate eyes seemed to only see Lamia.

Lamia was pulled forward step by step by him, but the pure white and empty road under her feet seemed to have no end. Lamia looked around uneasily, but the surroundings were blank, with only a ball of light in front of the road.

Just when Lamia thought they would walk here forever, Tom suddenly stopped. The surrounding environment shook, and Lamia inexplicably felt as if the roof of her head was about to collapse.

Then the scene changed, and there was a white panel in front of Lamia, and Tom placed her hand on it.

"Lamia, do you want to go back?"

There was a hint of temptation in Tom's voice.

Lamia only felt that Tom's voice was everywhere in her ears, making her dizzy. It took her a long time to understand what he said.

"Where to go? My home?" Lamia said shakily, holding on to the whiteboard.

"Anywhere you want to go, Lamia. Do you want to escape your fate? I can help you." Tom suddenly came closer and put his face against Lamia's neck.

"I..." Lamia thought about it and found that her fingers were writing something on the whiteboard uncontrollably. She wanted to see clearly what was written, but her eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of film. No matter how close she got, she still couldn't see anything clearly.

"Accept me, Lamia." Tom was still speaking in Lamia's ear. His voice seemed to have magic, and Lamia was always easily attracted.

At this moment, the system suddenly seemed to have a seizure, and a sharp beeping sound kept coming out in Lamia's mind. The sound was so loud that Lamia covered her ears involuntarily, but the sound not only did not disappear, but became louder.

"Stop!" Lamia yelled.

As her voice erupted, silence fell all around. Even Tom's voice disappeared, leaving only dead silence in his ears.

Lamia opened her eyes with great effort and found that there was no whiteboard in front of her, only a dark wall with half-written bright red words on it, and there was still a trace of red liquid on her fingers.

The smell of blood was so strong that it could not be ignored. Lamia looked down and saw a bucket of red liquid that had not yet dried up on the ground. She knew it was fresh blood just by smelling it, and it was even the blood of her former food - Harry.

Lamia realized almost instantly that she was being controlled by Tom, but Tom was not there.

Just then, Lamia heard the sound of footsteps coming from a distance, and there were many people.

With a thought, she turned into a bat and hid in the shadow behind her.

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