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Chapter 1757 What kind of bird 1

If it were anyone else, the pain would definitely pass.

Qu Tan'er's face turned pale in pain, but she gritted her teeth and stood firm.

He said a period of time, how long was that?!

At this moment, she really wanted to curse, but this dead dragon didn't remind her in advance. She would talk about this matter after taking it.

"You said a period of time... how long will it take?" It was difficult for her to speak and she was trembling.

"this……"

When Old Man Long saw her appearance, he hesitated.

After holding it in for a long time, he finally said, "At least half a month... As long as I can bear it, I'll be fine."

At least? This word is the key. He didn't mean half a month is enough! It could be more than half a month, or it could be one month or two months. She has to endure the torture for so long?

As soon as Qu Tan'er heard this, her face turned even whiter.

What kind of bird thing?!

I wanted to speak again, but I couldn't.

She even said that the pain all over her body was so severe that she didn’t even have the strength to speak! At this moment, Old Man Long actually took the opportunity to stuff half of the fruit she had not finished eating into her mouth, "Master, no one's cultivation level is the same."

Didn't it fall from the sky, but it was acquired through many arduous trainings, and yours... is said to have come too easily."

Next, Old Man Long also looked at the other two fruits in his hand with some hesitation. Originally, he wanted to pick one, but someone asked him to pick three for Qu Tan'er, saying that she was too weak to pick three.

If he hadn't been reborn three times, his body wouldn't be able to withstand the power of the soul-suppressing beads.

Qu Tan'er wanted to spit out the fruit, but finally held back and swallowed it.

Fortunately, I still have some sense.

If this continues, sooner or later the pain will make you give in and back down.

It was a double torture both mentally and physically.

At this time, she heard Old Man Long murmuring: "Master, there are two more, you have to eat them."

"!!!..." When Qu Tan'er heard this, her beautiful eyes widened. Isn't it enough to say one thing? She wanted to ask, but besides maintaining some sense, her body could no longer be hers. It hurt so much.

It made her want to stop thinking about it. She would roll on the ground and tremble even if she struggled.

"Master, someone said that you are too weak. Three red flame dragon fruits can make you reborn three times. The limit for us demon tribesmen is to take two..." Because of this, Old Man Long was a little hesitant to follow that person's advice.

Yes, let her take three. This requires a very strong will to endure such inhuman pain and torture.

No, it really can't.

Her spirit was almost on the verge of collapse...

Not to mention three, she could hardly bear even one.

At first, it was just a mouthful, and the pain was indescribable. Once it was taken, the pain escalated to more than one level.

Qu Tan'er was really about to collapse and had thoughts of death.

However, when she thought of Mo Liancheng and Xiao Yu'er, she insisted on maintaining a clear mind and not being affected and swallowed up by negative emotions.

Suddenly, Old Man Long looked surprised and said in a deep voice: "Someone asked me to tell you, if you can't stand it, think about the outside. It was said that there was a battle outside the volcano not long ago. There were two men who looked quite similar. One of them

It seems that they were your husband, and the two of them fought against the Lord of Heavenly Punishment City, and one of them died and the other was seriously injured. The seriously injured one was captured."

"?!!..."

This news is so shocking.

Qu Tan'er's only sanity was in a state of sluggishness.


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