Mu yuan felt as if he had been put into a sea of knives and flames. It was all hot. Countless snakes were drilling in his body. They went to his softest place and bit on his bones. He couldn't see or touch it. He wanted to peel his body with a knife and have a look.

It hurts too much.

Mu yuan thought that he would die.

This unimaginable pain seemed to devour him, and his body tightened to the extreme. But the person he loved most, sitting one meter away from him, no matter how he roared, how desperate, how pleaded, he was indifferent. He just sat cold and watched him struggling in the abyss of pain.

"Ah..." Mu yuan was gagged and couldn't make a sound, only a little whine leaked out. Because of the pain and unbearable bone drilling pain, the corners of his eyes were red, and large tracts of physiological tears kept falling. Mu yuan didn't mean to cry, and he couldn't control his lacrimal glands, but in Jack's eyes, he didn't do anything, even a word of comfort.

His legs, feet and waist were fixed. Mu yuan even tried to uproot himself from the floor, but he had no strength at all. It hurt!!

It really hurts, it hurts!

In the monitoring screen, everyone couldn't bear to see it. They couldn't imagine why the instructor was so calm. Seeing Mu yuan struggling, no one dared to say a word.

Jack closed his eyes slightly, and his ears were full of Mu yuan's subtle wails and the sound of struggling chains, because his vision was dark, and the five senses were even clearer.

He can't wait to bear it for him!

But he can't do anything.

An hour and a half passed, and Mu yuan paused in the middle. Jack pulled away the cloth strip in his mouth. Mu yuan was exhausted. This toxic hair would toss Mu yuan for four or five hours. As long as he survived, this toxic hair would be fine. The next attack, he could survive. If he survived every attack, he would slowly and no longer be attracted.

This poisonous hair is not continuous, it is continuous, and it is tortured in three or four waves, such as the pain of a woman giving birth to a child. One wave is more serious than the other. After he pulled off the cloth strip, Mu yuan's eyes were distracted, and Jack patted his white hair gently.

"You did a good job!"

Mu yuan didn't have the strength to answer him. He knew that Jack could do nothing but look at him, but seeing him calmly and self-contained, Mu yuan couldn't help feeling a little sad in his heart.

When he was in the most pain and despair, there was not a word of comfort, nor a hug he longed for most. As long as Jack hugged him and said don't be afraid, I am here, he can have infinite strength to resist these pains.

This time, the toxic hair is more vivid and uncomfortable than the first time, but the only good thing is that he no longer hurts himself. He can't hurt himself. His hands, feet and mouth are blocked by people. He can't do anything but carry it forcefully.

Jack still didn't say anything. He was even afraid of what Mu yuan would say. As long as he begged for a word, he was afraid that all his persistence and barely maintained calm would disappear.

He even understood he Chunwang a little. Seeing that he was struggling and didn't want to torture him, he gave him a second shot directly.

"Bear it again and it will soon pass."

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, and he Chunwang's voice came, "ah yuan, are you there? I sent you medicine, open the door!"