The cold air covered his whole body when the cork was stuffed into his mouth. The black hair that caught his eyes looked like a crow feather. Qing Changye immediately made a decision to throw the scales that blocked the spell into the space ring. The main owner came, but Anya found that the scales were really not available. Anya pulled him into the corner of the building next to him, and Qing Changye simply took the opportunity to throw the ring under the city wall. There was a positioning system made of A in the ring, and Natasha could find it after entering the city.

The federal sergeant arrived soon, and some people went outside the gate, while the other part stayed inside the gate to search carefully. Anya gathered black fog with her fingertips. When the first search officer saw it, the black fog invaded the brain from her eyes and nose. He destroyed the other party's nerves, but did not hurt a trace of flesh. Anya manipulated the search officer to open the city gate. Before everyone could react, the starship that hit outside the gate was as fast as a cluster of meteors. He pulled Qing Changye and jumped up. As soon as he entered the starship, Anya stepped on Qing Changye's shoulder.

"You, again, lied, me?"

Anya paused word by word, her red blue eyes were covered with bloodshots, and the witch in front of her was like a demon who was irritated to the extreme. The star pirates watching were cheering with enthusiasm. They thought Anya was just teaching the disobedient lover a lesson until Anya tied the young man's hands. They were really a perfect pair of hands, with white and tender skin and delicate and slender finger bones. Just looking at these hands being tied up by iron chains, it made people's index fingers move. The young man's head was forced to raise, and his tight body was like a flowing bow.

"Am I your dog? I believe whatever you say. If you don't use it, I kick me aside?" He took back his long legs and grabbed the young man's forehead. His ebony-like eyes looked at the furious witch in front of him. For a moment, all the star pirates thought that Anya would directly press the young man's head against the pillar until his head was bleeding: "Did you expect the King of the Federation to be there too? When we are tired of fighting, you will run away in the chaos? You don't mind using me, but you lie to me again and again," he leaned closer: "Believe it or not, I will break the bones in your body today and nail them one by one with nails?"

“…”

"You don't speak, right? Qing Changye?"

“…”

"Okay." Anya laughed in anger. His long eyes were half-closed, his eye sockets were deep, and his face was as bright as Chunying when he smiled: "I'll slap you one leg first. If you still refuse to speak, don't want the other one."

His hands were loosely wrapped around Qing Changye's ankle. The witch's skin was very cold. Qing Changye's conditioned reflex shrank. This small action made An Ya's eyes flash, but it soon disappeared due to the anger caused by betrayal. Qing Changye seemed to realize that he was not talking about it. He struggled subconsciously, but Anya's wrists tightened tighter and tighter.

"don't want!"

The hand tightly clamped Qing Changye's ankles. The witch's five fingers were very slender and thin. When she tried hard, she could see the blood vessels like branches protruding from it.

"It's too late."

Anya interrupted him coldly.

"Um!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The crunchy sound of the bones being crushed was very clear in Qingchangye's ears, and screams echoed throughout the hall. He almost fainted in pain, tears slid from his white cheeks. He tried to move his broken legs, but his feet could not move, and his calf could barely move. The heart-wrenching pain came from there. The young man's dark eyes were like stones immersed in the spring. The low sobs were particularly noticeable in the quiet hall, like cat claws, and the sounds were very seductive. Some of the star pirates watching could not help but swallow their saliva. Such beautiful feet were now destroyed by Anya. As if he noticed the eyes of his subordinates like wolves and tigers, Anya looked at the star pirate closest to him. The latter immediately looked away in fear. He thought Anya was warning.

"Don't be afraid, touch him," Anqi's smile grew bigger and bigger. He looked at the star thief and raised Qing Changye's head at him. The young man's forehead was covered with cold sweat. Because he had just cried, his eyes were red, and his eyes were clearly black and white, so pitiful: "This is the king's treasure. He almost married him and raised him. He was still a little short of that. He was the queen of the Union alone."

Xingtui straightened his eyes and looked at Qing Changye. Although the latter had become disabled, his tears flowed all over his face, but his eyes were always faint. With his charming appearance, he always easily gave people a sense of distance. No wonder his head was so crazy, this person made people feel that he couldn't catch it. Xingtui felt a little disdainful in his heart, thinking that he was not a seducing man, and he was also a handle. However, because Qing Changye looked over, his whole body trembled with excitement. Xingtui couldn't help but stretch out his hand and grabbed the young man's ankle. The touch was so irritating. The skin in his hand was as bright as snow, and it felt like he was touching the cheeks of a noble girl. The young man's muscles were even more tempting than he thought.

"Get out!" Anya was furious: "You really dare to touch him?"

Xingbird thought to myself, don't you want me to touch me, of course, he would not dare to say this with ten courage. Xingbird slutty put away his lustful guts, and the dark mist surrounded his right hand that had stretched out. Anya's superpower corroded the flesh of the star pirate, but the latter did not dare to scream like Qing Changye. The witch's temper is famous for being moody, and no one dared to provoke him at this critical moment. Everyone saw him picking up the young man with a broken leg, and the latter showed a little obedience at this time. He buried his head in Anya's chest, looking for comfort as if it weren't Anya who crushed his bones a few minutes ago. From the eyes of these people, he could only see the white broken foot exposed outside.

The Jero Tropical Galaxy is a three-independent homeless land. It is located at the junction of the Federation and the Zerg's first battlefield. Every year, a large number of arms dealers, bounty hunters, mercenaries and star pirates pour in and out. They often only need to rely on their brains and fists to make money in war. It is said that the witches have to talk to people there for a deal. The two star pirates who are vigilant are talking, and they only use to guard this area, which has never been a precedent in the past.

"How many bones have been broken?"

The shorter star pirate looked at the tightly closed door, and they all knew what was inside. A beautiful, broken-legged beauty was personally carried into the room by their leader and never came out again.

"I don't know, there has been no movement in it since last night."

"It won't be broken, right?" The speaker smashed his mouth: "The boss is too cruel,"

"If it's all broken, at least two calls..."

"Maybe the mouth is blocked," the short star pirate smiled on his face: "But it's such a rare treasure. If it weren't for the fact that his head was too tight, I really wanted to take a chance, he wouldn't be able to resist anyway."

The person next to him burned a cigarette: "If you don't want to be pulled out, just talk less."

The ceiling light with simple interior shape dissipated soft light, and the shadows of two people were reflected on the wall. The object of the star pirates outside was half-squinting their watery eyes. Anya came down from him and deliberately did not clean up. When she came out of the shower, she saw Qing Changye still lying on the bed motionless. The dark eyes flew past him lightly, and the witch's anger reached its peak.

"You fucking talk? Is it so difficult to say something to me?" Anya walked to the bed, his hand on the down pillow, staring at Qing Changye from a high point. What he really wanted to say was not that. He wanted to explain, he might believe it, but Qing Changye didn't say anything from beginning to end, he was going crazy. He wanted to kill him, but Anya forced to resist the urge to drag the person into the interrogation room and force him to speak. He coaxed him: "Qingqing, be good, tell me how you cut off the spell, I'll help you cure this leg, huh?"

Qing Changye closed his eyes.

"... Are you looking for death?" The gloom flashed between the witch's gorgeous eyebrows and eyes. His hand grabbed Qing Changye's other ankle, which was covered with heavy shackles, and it jingled with a slight movement: "You can tell me now." Anya smiled self-deprecatingly: "Anyway, you are the master, I am the dog. I will believe whatever you say. On the surface, I lock you, but in fact we all know what happened."

“…”

"You won't say it," Anya's black hair drooped on her shoulders, and he slowly raised Qing Changye's legs: "Sorry, the dog is going to bite his master."

With a soft sound, Qing Changye opened his eyes wide. He was so painful that he couldn't make any sound. After his legs were crushed, he became a useless person. Tears soaked the pillow. Anya grabbed his right hand at this time and realized what the other party wanted to do. Qing Changye shook his head while crying.

"Are you willing to speak?"

"Don't pinch..."

Because I haven't spoken for so long, Qing Changye's voice was a little hoarse and looked particularly pitiful.

"Then tell me," Anya couldn't help but lower her head and kiss him: "How did you cut off the spell?"

"...Ahhhh! No! Uhhhh! It's a stone - that stone in the Holy See! Anya Anya - No!!!"

"Continue," the witch let go of his broken right wrist. He didn't have the heart to let Qing Changye hurt like this. As early as the first time when the star thieves crushed his leg bones in front of the star thieves, Anya quietly cast a curse to relieve the pain. Qing Changye actually felt only one percent of the pain. What really made him fragile was the psychological pressure after losing his hands and feet: "Wouldn't you be so obedient? What stone?"

Qing Changye's eyes moved to the left, his pupils slightly gathered and contracted, obviously very afraid that Anya would grab his left wrist's hands: "The crystal stone in the Vatican atrium, I saw your childhood memories in it. Soon after I took my hand off it, the spell would expire."

The witch lowered her eyes, and her slender eyelashes covered her blue eyes slightly darkened: "What did you see?"

"You killed a lot of people, the Vatican caught fire, and the old pope dug out his eyes and nose - uh!"

Anya's tongue penetrated into his mouth, and as their lips and teeth were intertwined, Anya crushed his left wrist. He ate all his cry and pain, and met Qing Changye's incredible gaze, the witch smiled like a cunning fox: "You have deceived me so many times, it's not too much for me to deceive you once?"

"……roll."

"Get out, why don't you get out?" Anya turned him over. The young man lost his most capable limbs, but he particularly liked the other person's appearance, like playing with a beautiful doll that could not move. He bit Qing Changye's lips and bleeded, and put his hand around his waist: "I'm not going to play with you yet, just let me get out. It's too heartless. There are still many things that have not been clear between us. Broken hands and feet are just the first step, take Qingqing slowly."

When Qing Changye woke up, the window had turned from day to night. From the open window, he could feel a hint of coolness. A vast river spanned between the sky and the earth. From a distance, he could see the colorful halo of the buildings landing on the shimmering river surface. He tried to move his body and ignore the soreness. His limbs did not feel much pain, but they were all locked. Even though Anya knew that he was disabled, she had added so many high-level alloy chains to him, which would be fine to lock an elephant. It seemed that he had indeed forced the other party to force him.

He had already told too many lies. Anya's ability to second personality determines that he could never really trust him. Now he cannot show cooperation and tame, so he can only continue to make Anya suspicious until the other party reaches a certain critical point, such as the future that the two of them have seen, Anya nailed him into the coffin, and then after entering the coffin, he would have a chance to leave. Before this, compared to the gentleness that both parties would not believe, fierce resistance was the best way. The long dark hair came into view, and the witch who came in was holding a potion in his hand. Qing Changye had seen this golden carved potion bottle at Natasha. That time she gave him the real spitting agent made by the witch. Unexpectedly, there was a day when the master personally used the medicine on him, Qing Changye whispered.

"What's this?"

"Treat your things." Anya slowly approached the bedside. He met the young man's black eyes: "Even if you slipped over me, I didn't want to use this on you at first, but now I think about it. If you wash away all your memories and shape your world with your own hands, you probably won't try your best to leave me?" The witch raised the corners of her thin lips, and the cold light in her eyes was cold and demonic: "Memory alone doesn't seem to be enough. After all, you are so smart. Will it be better to raise a little stupid?"

Damn it. He didn't expect it to be this.

He had considered forcing and interrogation. Even Anya had thought about hiding him after changing his plastic surgery and voice change to avoid contact with A and Natasha, but she had never considered that Anya would cut off everything from him. He had indeed forced him too hard, so cruel that Anya would rather make him broken than possess him. Qing Changye was rare as if he was sitting on pins and needles. You could guess that Anya would adjust him without thinking. What the hell is that. Seeing that he didn't say anything, Anya went to the bedside, and he reached out to put his arm around Qing Changye's shoulder and leaned against his neck and whispered.

"Sit in the church like a good child and listen to the pastor's prayer, and flirt with the girls, don't think about it. I will teach you very badly," Anya said, bounced the test tube plug with her thumb, and he put the test tube mouth close to Qing Changye's lips: "But no matter how bad it is, you only belong to me."

"Anya..."

He couldn't resist, and the other party pinched his cheeks and forced the potion into it. The excess Anya blocked it with her tongue. When he separated, he kissed Qing Changye's eyes. Qing Changye's vision was blurred. In the hazy, he felt that someone had lifted the thin quilt left on his body. The man's fingertips were very cold, as if he stretched out from hell, the hand of the evil ghost.

"Let's start over, Qingqing."
Chapter completed!