Chen Qing watched as his fingers were broken one by one, and the pain from the broken bones made him let out a terrible howl.

"Who are you! Who the hell are you! His expression distorted by pain made him let out a desperate roar, "You're a reborn, aren't you?!" Why haven't I seen you! ”

The corners of An Yang's lips curled coldly, "You are not qualified to know who I am." ”

The fingers pinched his jaw unhurriedly, and the panic in his heart made Chen Qing cry out of breath, the sharp pain occupied all his thoughts, and the instinctive begging for mercy was exchanged for more cruel abuse from An Yang.

"Please let me go, let me go," the voice came out with a rough panting, and the heart-rending pain made every minute and every second hard.

When she was unconscious, Chen Qing thought she would die like this. But every time at this time, a sharper pain dragged him back to reality.

The desperate struggle finally annihilated the last glimmer of light in his eyes, Chen Qing was like a stranded fish, his big gasp made him let out a faint hiss, "You kill me......"

From survival to death, Chen Qing truly realized for the first time what life is worse than death.

An Yang's eyes looked at his twisted and struggling body with heavy eyes, and his eyebrows flashed, [The pain doubled. 】

Chen Qing, who was becoming tired, suddenly twitched violently, and her chest and lungs let out an unbearable wheezing. He struggled to open his mouth wide, and his lips could no longer make any sound.

[System: Let me crush his soul directly, this method is more direct. 】

[Anyang: I do this to do it once and for all. Chen Qing has been reincarnated too many times, and his soul is no longer as fragile as ordinary people, and there is no way for ordinary people to reshape his personality. 】

[System: Understood!] I will make him never remember Cheng Yu again! 】

An Yang sat back in the chair that bound her earlier, her index finger and middle finger against the corner of her forehead, and slowly closed her eyes.

It's like being caught by the devil in the soul, Chen Qing's cry didn't get a word from An Yang. The soul is constantly crushed and reorganized in the darkness, and the memories are cut and split piece by piece, turning into invisible mist.

By the time all this was done, it was already dark outside.

Chen Qing was like a dehydrated fish, her eyes staring at the roof in a daze, and her empty eyes could no longer draw any color.

When An Yang dragged his tired body to appear on the street, the blood on his body condensed in embarrassment on his pajamas.

Every step she took took involved injuries all over her body, and she couldn't help but want to cry because of the pain, but the damaged eyeballs could no longer bear any emotion, and the blood burst out along the blocked fingers, rendering the world in front of her into hell.

……………………

"Dingding, dingding-"

The doorbell downstairs kept ringing sharply, and Cheng Yu propped himself up with a headache, only to realize that An Yang, who should have been sleeping by his side, disappeared without a trace.

The dazzling sunlight outside the window fell into his eyes, his face changed suddenly, and cold sweat covered his body in an instant.

Drugged!

This realization caused him to immediately roll over and get out of bed, and when he was about to open the door, the doorbell was replaced by the sound of impatient slamming of the door.

"Is there anybody? Is there anyone in there? ”

Cheng Yu's footsteps were successfully stopped in his breathful voice, staring at the security door that kept making noises, his eyes narrowed gloomily.

Rolling sideways to the flower stand next to him, Cheng Yu saw through the gap in the curtain and saw the plainclothes who came to look for someone outside the door.