"Oh, even now I dare to threaten me with hard lips, but I want to see if your body is hard with your mouth."

Mingzhu sneered, the dagger in her hand spinning vigorously inside her body.

The face bit her lips tightly, because it was too hard, and the blood stains on the lips followed.

The cold sweat on his forehead kept falling down, and his eyes began to turn black.

"Please, beg me, I will consider letting you go temporarily, so that you will suffer less torture today."

Mingzhu looked at her sarcastically.

He gritted his teeth and turned his head away from her.

Mingzhu became angry and raised her hand fiercely, pulling out the dagger that stabbed her shoulder.

Blood splattered, and most of the clothes on his chest were dyed red.

Mingzhu gritted her teeth, with force in her hand, once again stabbed the dagger in her hand towards Rong Yan.

A person behind him reached out and grabbed her wrist, "Enough, if you continue like this, she will die."

"I can't die, why, isn't it because you have fallen in love with her and want to pity Xiangxiyu?" Mingzhu turned his head and snorted coldly.

The person behind raised his eyebrows, reached out his hand and raised his face, "It's really beautiful."

Reluctantly, Rong Yan turned his head hard and freed his jaw from his hand.

The man chuckled lightly and didn't care.

Upon seeing this, Mingzhu felt even more jealous and resentful, "No matter how beautiful she is, she is not wrong. If you are reluctant to start, just leave it to me."

The man smiled and picked up a slender needle from the side, then pierced Yanyan's arm, slowly pushing the medicine inside into her blood vessel.

"Beauty, you are sick, but don't worry, I will bring your abilities back to the peak."

With the injection of the medicine, the bleeding at the place where the dagger stabbed her shoulder finally stopped.

At the same time, a small pain slowly spread out from the body.

Every drop of blood, every cell clamored as if to explode.

Yan Yan gritted his teeth, shook his head vigorously, struggling desperately on his hands and feet, trying to throw the pain out of his body.

But it was useless, more and more pain spread from all corners of the body, like a big painful net, covering her overwhelmingly.

The blood that was bitten on the lips kept falling down, and all the blood on the wrists and ankles were smeared by tight iron ropes.

It turned out that in the past two decades, her mother had to endure such tremendous pain every day.

For twenty years, she couldn't imagine how she managed to survive.

The violent pain was more violent for a while, as if to completely separate every cell of her whole person.

"what"

The face finally couldn't help it, and shouted out loud.

Mingzhu's face was distorted on the side, looking at her face so painful, she only felt that her heart was more relaxed than ever.

This torture lasted for two hours before the pain finally subsided from his face like a tide.

And all the clothes on her body were already soaked in sweat.

His face was pale, his head drooped weakly, and he didn't have the slightest strength anymore.

The man before stepped forward and reached out and pressed **** the wound on her shoulder.

The blood poured out again, the man's fingertips were stained a little, and then he lifted it to look in front of his eyes.

He frowned in dissatisfaction, "So far, the medicine hasn't had much effect on you. It seems that you need to increase the dose tomorrow."

Thoughtfully, he took the test tube for blood sampling and collected some blood from the wound.