Her body felt as if it had been ensnared by a binding spell, rigid and unable to move, while fear surged over her like a tidal wave, completely engulfing her. In that moment, her thoughts came to a standstill, as if time itself had frozen.
Hao revealed a sinister grin, his smile twisted like that of a demon, appearing especially terrifying in the darkness. His eyes glimmered with an evil light, as if they burned with an uncontrollable fire of desire.
His breathing became rapid and heavy, each breath sounding like a howling wind, carrying an intense sense of oppression. The harsh gasps echoed through the silent laboratory like the ominous beat of a death knell, causing Ling Xue's heart to race in panic.
Hao began to violently tear at Ling Xue's clothes, his hands clawing at her garments like those of a frenzied beast, pulling with all his might. The fibers of her clothing let out a despairing ripping sound under his brutality, as if the last line of defense within Ling Xue was being ruthlessly destroyed.
Ling Xue's mind went blank, completely consumed by fear. She could hardly believe what was happening before her eyes; it felt as though the entire world was collapsing in an instant. She felt like a lamb awaiting slaughter, powerless against the cruelty of fate.
A sense of helplessness weighed down on her like heavy shackles, binding both her body and soul, rendering her immobile. Her eyes were filled with terror and despair, tears welling up but unable to fall.
She wanted to struggle, to resist, but her body felt frozen, completely unresponsive. All she could do was watch helplessly as Hao's aggression unfolded before her, her heart filled with despair and pain.
Hao let out bursts of laughter that echoed around them—pure and unrestrained—his voice filled with exhilaration.
Ling Xue found herself pinned beneath him, nearly gasping for air.
However, just as Hao was about to invade her body, instinct kicked in and Ling Xue finally reacted. Gritting her teeth and suppressing the fear within her, she swiftly activated her skill, Duo Po. A mysterious light radiated from her body, instantly freezing Hao in place, his expression one of shock and confusion.
Seizing the opportunity, Ling Xue broke free from Hao's grasp, hurriedly adjusting her torn clothing before fleeing towards the exit of the laboratory without looking back.
At that moment, she appeared utterly disheveled. Her upper body was nearly bare; her clothes were in tatters and her skin exposed to the cold air, trembling slightly. Her eyes were filled with terror and shame as if she had endured the most brutal torment imaginable.
The lower half of her skirt was also in ruins; she had lost track of where her underwear had gone, leaving her once-private areas exposed in this terrifying environment. One of her shoes was missing too; her bare foot felt helpless against the ground.
Ling Xue dashed into the woods in a panic, overwhelmed by fear and humiliation. In this darkness, she resembled an injured fawn searching desperately for something to cover herself.
Just then, she heard some unusual sounds—a couple was engaged in intimacy among the trees.
Ling Xue's face flushed crimson instantly; however, she had no time to dwell on it and quietly slipped past them to quickly grab a piece of clothing left behind by the woman.
The man caught sight of Ling Xue’s state and his eyes flashed with surprise and desire. For some reason, this unexpected sight seemed to stimulate him further; he became more aggressive with the woman beneath him, his movements growing increasingly rough.
The woman gasped in shock but was soon overwhelmed by the man's fervor. Ling Xue clutched the clothing tightly and continued running forward as tears streamed down her face.
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