Comet Beauty [Interstellar]

Lance's words startled Qing Changye slightly, he didn't expect that Zero and Lance would reach an agreement.Besides, if Zero wants to destroy the Zerg, no matter how you look at it, it is really unbelievable: "Why do you believe him?"

"You don't need to be honored? Brother and sister," Lance scratched his hair: "I didn't believe it at first, but he told me one thing later, the queen's spawning period is in early autumn, and only during that period will she leave the safe The core eggs of the queen come here, and its spawning period will be a week at the latest." Lance stepped on his feet, and the intertwined white silk and eggs around proved that this was indeed the place where the queen laid her eggs: "At that time The queen is the most vulnerable, and it's easier than ever to kill her."

"Even so—" It's inconceivable that a suspicious guy like Lance would believe in a foreign race because of a secret that he didn't know the truth of. The situation I encountered was indeed the same as what Zero said. I couldn’t do anything about the situation at the time, it’s more appropriate to trust him once than to doubt each other.”

Qing Changye opened his mouth, and Lance raised his narrow eyes slightly: "If you finish asking your questions, I have something to ask you too."

"?"

"What is the relationship between the witch and you?" Lance glanced at Qing Changye's face, and before Qing Changye could answer, he raised his hand before the latter could speak: "I see. The second question, is he alive or not?" dead?"

"...I don't know." Qing Changye said after a little thought: "He often pulls me into dreams, and some of the dreams give hints that he is dead, and he used magic or abilities to turn himself into a living dead .I haven't seen him personally many times in recent years, and I can't tell you for sure whether he is dead or alive."

Lance showed a thoughtful look, and after a while, Qing Changye heard the other party's clear voice falling into the cave: "Whether he is dead or alive, since he appeared here, he must have a purpose. Dead people will also climb out of the cave because of their last wishes. The tomb... do you know what his purpose is?"

Let me turn you into a living dead like me, and stay with me for a long time.Are you okay, Qingqing?

Nightmarish voices follow her everywhere, and the witch is like some kind of blooming tree.That kind of death color piled up on the branches is like a crumbling snowdrift, and there is a danger of a complete collapse if you don't pay attention.Qing Changye said softly: "Although it is a bit narcissistic to say so, it may be me."

"He wants to send cannons thousands of miles away?"

"He wants to turn me into his rag doll," Qing Changye thought for a while and said, "Maybe using contracts or spells, he is very good at these."

Lance showed a horrified expression: "Are you so fucking yellow?"

"……"Depend on.

Chatting with Lance is in danger of choking every 10 minutes.After checking some things with each other, Lance briefly explained their current situation to Qing Changye.There is still a week before the queen spawns at the latest, and before the latter enters the area, they must stay in ambush nearby, while avoiding Zerg patrols.Once the witch is killed and all the eggs here are destroyed, the basic Zerg will not be able to invade the Federation for a thousand years. "Your Majesty will retire early after 1000 years," the little secretary secretly whispered to Qing Changye, "He must be thinking that as long as the bugs don't come in during his inauguration, it will be fine."

They took turns keeping vigil that night, the first half of the night when Lance was alone, and the second half of the night when the little secretary and Qing Chang were alone.Perhaps because of too many things experienced during the day, it didn't take long for Qing Changye to fall asleep.In his dream, a wild jungle covered with thorns appeared, and every skull flower was stained with blood.At the beginning of the dream, he seemed to be locked up somewhere, only one person occasionally came to chat and laugh with him, the light was dim, and he couldn't see the other person's face clearly.But gradually, loneliness and loneliness made him look forward to the appearance of the other party, but that person left him forever after getting what he wanted from him.He felt sad and angry because of it. It was anger that supported Qing Changye to destroy the prison that imprisoned him.The soaring flames rose from under the feet, and the starlight on the spire of the building intertwined with the flames.It seems that many years have passed when I saw the other party again. The dream was very long and long. He met all kinds of people, experienced the joy of getting rich overnight and the fear of hanging by a thread, and the companion would betray and wrong the soul of the dead Weeping.What he didn't expect was that the other party was exactly the same as in his memory, and time seemed to leave no trace on that person.The other party still dared to approach him with clumsy methods, and what was even more incredible was that he was still willing to do so, just like he was the little boy who had nothing all those years ago.

"If you don't like me, then I will like you." The other party put his hands on his shoulders, his deep eyes were full of seriousness, that person's eyes were like a silent lake.Lakes don't lie.Even knowing that the man was a liar full of lies, he couldn't help but want to believe him.But this time the result was the same as when he was a teenager. After thinking that he was useless, the other party chose to leave without hesitation.He didn't know how to keep it, and in the end he used the most stupid way.Anyway, he fell in love with this person because of the prison and loneliness. If this person is stuffed into a place where there is no light, he will like him in a hundred years, right?He doesn't mind even if this kind of love is deformed, a fragrance that blooms from the twisted soil.

As long as he likes him it's fine.

But until the blood flowed into rivers on the starship, he couldn't wait for the other party's response.So many red-eyed star robbers and countless people shouted his name loudly, they all wanted him to die.This is much more oppressive than the former enemy painting his portrait on the wall.Even if he doesn't want to die here anymore, he is not able to resist hundreds of star thieves alone. The brothers who died before his eyes fell one by one, and the betrayer laughed in the distance. The long-lost anger burned from his chest again. burn.

He is going to die.

But he was not reconciled, not reconciled, not reconciled from beginning to end!

He doesn't want to die, he wants to live, and only by living can he occupy that person, and only by living can he have warmth.The dead don't deserve love, and the greatest gift they can get is a beautiful, strong grave, in which he can lie, but he cannot disappear from that man's world with these wraths in his arms.He knows the biggest secret of the Vatican. Every generation of nuns will inherit the lineage of a witch. The clergy should serve the master for life. The coat hides the blackness under the resplendent portraits of angels. Witches are the successors of the Pope since birth. They should be intimate with the Pope who is closest to God, so as to give birth to the next witch.But his mother fell in love with a businessman, and that crazy woman told him why witches are priceless: they can recall the dead from hell and turn corpses into living things.It is this quality that keeps the bigwigs of the Federation giving way to the Vatican.The bloodline of the witch was cut off in his generation. He was a boy, and he could not have inherited the traits of a witch, but he already lost his life, so why not bet on it?

A little hate and his blood starts to flow.

There was some pain, and the skin of the corpse cracked like broken porcelain marks.

With a spell, he took the broken heart.

The terrified eyes of the people around him seemed like a joke, and he watched their brains rupture one after another.His eyes were gouged out, it doesn't matter, he no longer needs to use his eyes to see the world, he snatched a priceless gem from the dead star thief, after melting it became the most suitable eyes for him.The anger in his chest is still burning, and the sea of ​​corpses can only extinguish it, but he knows the way to completely extinguish the anger.

catch him.Just grab him.

All will be well, as long as he has his little prince.He wants him to sing faintly like a bird in the summer night, and there should be a beautiful white body beside the fireplace in winter.He would suck every tear he shed, and make that lying mouth dare not utter a sentence but a groan.For that person, he has returned from hell to the world.

"Well……!"

Qing Changye suddenly opened his eyes.

That long nightmare seemed endless, and the pain of scratched eyeballs and broken heart was so close to reality.He finally understood the fragmentary memories he had read in the Vatican: Anya's mother fell in love with a businessman, and she was pregnant with his child, but she should belong to the Pope. Everything was imposed on the child who should not have appeared.It was when Anya was most vulnerable that he met her.He became Anya.In his dream, he lived An Ya's life before her death.

The little secretary who slept with him seemed to have noticed the movement on his side.Perhaps to facilitate the reproduction of witches, the wormhole is completely dark at night, with no moonlight or starlight.The other party dimly asked Qing Changye what was wrong, and the latter rubbed his temples.

"Is there water?"

He had a terrible headache, and Qing Changye realized that he was in a cold sweat.The darkness in the dream is too real and too vast.In a daze, he was thinking about going to the lake to wash himself up at dawn, when a pale hand beside him handed him a jar of water.Qing Changye didn't think too much about taking it from there. After taking a sip, he suddenly heard low laughter from the darkness.

That voice was very familiar to Qing Changye who had just finished the dream. In the dream, he used this low, somewhat sexy but hoarse voice to talk to others countless times.In the dream he was Anya.

"Isn't Qingqing afraid that I'll put medicine in the water?" A faint light illuminated the man's blue eyes. Thinking that such vivid pupils were forced into them after the gems melted, Qing Changye felt horrified: " The kind of medicine you can never leave without me. Anyway, I'm good at controlling people with magic spells, right?"

Qing Changye froze in place when he drank water.