"What if it cannot be removed intact?" Yu Wenjie's eyes were not warm at all, and it was almost the same as the shady air emitted from the iron-yin wood coffin.

"If you can't, you have to take the third step again, and she will suffer some more." Yuetong said very easily. Now that he has forgotten what kind of treatment he will receive if he fails.

Bai Murong could hear it clearly and cursed secretly, all of which were extremely dirty swear words.

Yu Wenjie couldn't help but worry a little. Looking at Bai Murong's appearance, although his face was solemn, his tone was still relaxed. "You heard it all, eighty-one begging, and the last trembling was just the last time. I persevered. Twelve hours passed quickly."

Bai Murong snorted coldly in her heart. If she fails, she has to start from the third step. She has to undergo the Hell trial and thinks she is a robot.

The physical destruction caused the spirit to collapse, and she had no reason to say.

This time the coffin lid was not covered so quickly, as if it was to emit the rich smell. In short, the entire cave was filled with this smell, which made people cry.

Yu Wenjie stood on the edge of the coffin and looked at Bai Murong. He didn't move. He had no food or drink in the past few days. It really looked like a sculpture.

It was almost drying, and Yuetong came over and pushed the coffin lid up, as if she was deliberately trying to show it to Yu Wenjie, and it was so exciting that it pushed. The coffin lid banged, and then he walked around proudly and continued to work hard on his own.

It is rare to be able to study so passionately in the field he knows, although to outsiders, he is more like a madman.

Yu Wenjie returned to the edge of the wooden bed and sat quietly through every minute and every second.

The night faded, Yuetong opened the coffin again and looked at Bai Murong, and then closed it again.

She seemed to be a steamed bun in a pot, and she had to wait until the time came to steam it to the best, but obviously there was not enough time now, and she was still half the distance.

In the coffin, Bai Murong felt that the mountain on his back was getting heavier and heavier. He was like the monkey Sun who was pressed down at the foot of Wuzhi Mountain. Mushrooms were almost growing on his head, but Tang Sanzang had not come yet.

Moreover, gradually, she felt that the root of her tongue began to feel, and she could control it. However, the progress was extremely slow, and it was only felt by the root of her tongue for a long time.

Finally, the sun began to sink towards the west mountain, the temperature of the earth's air dropped, and the time was almost the same.

Yuetong didn't have much feeling about time, but she was extremely sensitive to the fading of yang energy. Knowing that the time was coming, he also got up and walked to the coffin.

Yu Wenjie also stood up immediately. Yuetong glanced at him. He was much more nervous than him. The love between normal men and women is really disappointing. What a great moment, he could stand here to witness, but he was not excited about him at all. He only cared about the word "life and death" and it was so boring.

Although he thought so in his heart, Yuetong dared not say it. This is the Emperor of Daliang. Who would have thought that he was involved with the emperors of both countries. After all, he was still very skilled and a great skill among the great skill.

While thinking about it, he pushed open the lid of the coffin, and the rich smell in the coffin came to his face. Yuetong couldn't stand it, but she didn't care too much, but she cared more about whether the cloud silk on Bai Murong's back could be removed.
Chapter completed!