The person controlling her would then strike instantly like a ghost, crushing her completely with overwhelming force.
Over the years, she racked her brains, thinking day and night, trying countless ways to break free from control.
She perused ancient books, seeking out mysterious and ancient methods; she traveled far and wide, searching for the help of extraordinary people and people of all kinds.
However, all the plans and ideas burst like bubbles in the face of reality.
Ultimately, all these methods are predicated on finding the person lurking in the shadows, constantly manipulating her fate.
Otherwise, if she makes the slightest move, the other party will immediately activate the mysterious and terrifying power within her.
She couldn't even be sure whether it was a terrifying Gu worm that controlled life and death, or a deadly poison with no cure and fatal upon contact with blood.
That mysterious power, like the Sword of Damocles hanging over her head, exuded a chilling killing intent.
It could fall at any moment, severing her life and hope completely, plunging her into an abyss of no return.
Back then, struggling in the abyss of despair, she made a fate-changing deal with the previous Miao King, clinging to a sliver of hope.
At that moment, she thought she could finally break free from the painful shackles that followed her like a shadow, relentlessly haunting her, like a maggot clinging to her bone.
Like a bird about to regain its freedom, able to spread its wings and fly into the vast and boundless sky of freedom.
However, fate once again revealed its hideous and cruel face, mercilessly mocking her naivety and innocence.
Even the most powerful, renowned, and feared creature in Miao territory, the Golden Silkworm Gu, seemed utterly powerless before this mysterious and potent controlling force.
Like an ant trying to shake a tree, it failed to help her escape this nightmarish control.
Hope rises like brilliant stars time and time again, only to fall like shooting stars time and time again.
Her heart was gradually filled with the darkness of despair, as if she had fallen into an endless black hole, where she could no longer see a glimmer of light.
After countless fruitless struggles, she finally chose to obey in despair, like a tamed lamb that could only obediently follow its master's orders.
Starting from the land of Xuanyuan, she embarked on a path of cautious planning, each step as if walking on thin ice, as if treading on the edge of a cliff.
Every decision, every action, was a matter of life and death for her.
She did this partly to seek a glimmer of hope for survival in this dog-eat-dog, cruel world.
Survival became her most basic yet most difficult desire, like a traveler on the verge of dying of thirst in the desert yearning for a drop of water.
On the other hand, in the process of constantly stirring up trouble according to the controller's wishes,
Her already battered and cracked heart gradually began to feel a twisted pleasure.
That pleasure, like a poppy in the darkness, was beautiful yet deadly, gradually eroding her soul.
Since she herself could not escape this endless suffering, then let the whole world, like her, fall into the abyss of pain.
This thought, like a vine in the darkness, grew wildly and spread in her heart, gradually taking over her entire mind and plunging her deeper and deeper into pain and despair.
Later, the gears of fate quietly turned, intertwining her life trajectory with that of Qin Qianluo in an unexpected way.
Deep within the Tianxuan Hunting Grounds, the surroundings are tranquil and mysterious, permeated with a primal yet dangerous aura.
The tall trees provide ample shade, and sunlight filters through the gaps in the leaves, creating dappled patterns of light and shadow.
The occasional roars of beasts added to the tense and mysterious atmosphere.
In that instant, the girl who vanished before her eyes in the blink of an eye was like a pebble thrown into the still lake of her heart, creating ripples.
That long-lost curiosity, like a seed that had been dormant for many years, quietly awakened in her heart, taking root and sprouting.
The appearance of Qin Qianluo broke the long-standing silence in her heart, like a glimmer of light suddenly appearing in the darkness.
Though faint, it allowed a strange glimmer of light to penetrate her world, which was filled with pain and despair, awakening long-forgotten emotions deep within her heart.
Yu Ying was like a mouse that had long lived in a dark and secluded crevice, a crevice that was narrow and deep, filled with an atmosphere of decay and gloom.
In this dark corner, under the cover of thick, inky shadows, she furtively watched Qin Qianluo's every move.
Her gaze was as greedy and fiery as a hungry wolf eyeing its prey, or like a dragon guarding a treasure, scrutinizing every detail of Qin Qianluo's life.
From her sleepy, languid eyes when she wakes up in the morning, to the slight upturn of her lips when she talks to people, and even the way her hair flutters in the wind as she walks.
All of this was taken in by Yu Ying's eyes, as if these scenes were engraved one by one in her heart.
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