An Yang was finally fainted by the pain, and now she is the fish on the board, at the mercy of the ruthless Chen Zhaoheng.

Time stopped flowing through the body, and she couldn't remember how long she hadn't eaten. Rao is like this, and the unbearable torture still stimulates the nerves.

"I'd rather die than be a lackey of humanity......"

When she heard the familiar voice, she held on to what little sanity she had left, and sneered.

"Of course," Chen Zhaoheng's hand touched the rehealed wound, "your blood seems to flow endlessly, and it is much more interesting than that of humans." ”

The flat abdomen was no longer visible, as if there were no scars left on the body at all.

"You're very resilient, especially since you're a woman."

I have to say that Anyang's performance made him very satisfied. If such a person is ruthless and desireless, he will become the most lethal weapon in the world.

As long as he thought of Anyang surrendering at his feet and becoming a walking corpse driven by him, his blood boiled instantly.

Even though emotions and behaviors had become ingrained habits, he still felt a sense of relaxation in this dark room with only two people.

Because he knew that no matter how hard An Yang struggled and how strong his mental strength was, it would always become the state he wanted.

The color in his eyes darkened, and he looked at the weak person in front of him, and the boning knife in his hand still stabbed mercilessly.

[System: This is a pervert. 】

[Anyang: Reality is always more perverted than you think. This way of dissipating the will is already relatively mild. 】

[System: Host, what have you experienced before......]

[Anyang: Please say that I am knowledgeable. 】

'Tim' 'Tim'' had already chapped lips, An Yang indifferently glanced at Chen Zhaoheng's calm expression on the screen, [But I won't give him such a chance. Once on Miss Ben's boat, it's up to me to decide the direction. 】

The extremely tired body made Anyang have less and less time to wake up. The weakened body was only able to appear in a standing position by relying on the chains that were suspended.

"Isn't that enough?"

Chen Zhaoheng's voice was hazy and long, like a voice coming from the end of the sky.

"You ...... Do ......" chapped lips made a faint sound, and Chen Zhaoheng heard these staccato tones closely, and his face suddenly became ugly.

Anyang is much stronger than he imagined, such a person is from the sea.

Clenched teeth rubbing against the mouth, "Not at the limit yet?" Or, you can beg me at this time, maybe...... I'm going to leave you with a little bit of your own consciousness. ”

Very hungry, painful, and tired...... An Yang had no way to tell the meaning of his words, she only knew that such a life was like darkness, endless and only torture.

Life is better than death......

But she couldn't die......

In an instant, darkness swept in, and all consciousness seemed to be immersed in the sea, and the tide rose and fell.

Chen Zhaoheng's earrings began to get hot faintly at this moment, and his expression changed slightly, only to notice a slight change in Anyang's hair scattered on his forehead.

The wave was mixed with the smell of cedar, diluting the smell of blood in the space.

As if guided by him, his hand caressed An Yang's waist, and the moment his skin touched, the scorching temperature burned his soul.

"It turned out to be ......"

Without finishing the rest of the words, his other hand grabbed An Yang's wrist, and he lowered his head and burned a kiss tightly on her lips.