Bai Murong was carried by Yu Wenjie and put it in the coffin of iron-yin wood. The white silk was covered with white silk, which was smooth and soft. Apart from the yin energy on all sides, there was nothing big of a problem.

Bai Murong had feelings, but her body could not move, but she knew the touch under her body.

I thought I was just lying here, but Yu Wenjie moved her little by little after she lay down, and then she turned to lie face down there.

She couldn't move at all, so she let him fiddle with her. Her neck could not be turned, and her face came into contact with the soft cushion. However, Yu Wenjie was still careful. After moving her body over, he turned her face a little, so that she could breathe.

Her body was heavy and she couldn't move at all. Even now, she wanted to speak, but she found that she couldn't even move her tongue.

This feeling is really unpleasant. I can't move like fish on the chopping board.

But now that things have come to this point, she can't say anything, let alone protest.

Yu Wenjie straightened her face and confirmed that she could breathe, and the black cloth covering her eyes did not fall off. Then, he pulled down the silk wrapped around her little by little.

He moved very lightly and the silk was very slippery. He pulled it down in a few moments.

At present, she is lying naked in this coffin, which must be very bad. When she was a film police officer, she had a dead float in an artificial lake in the jurisdiction. She was naked and floating on the river. Not to mention how miserable it was.

That should be the most shameless one to die. It is not easy to hide and is watched by countless strangers.

Now, there is no big difference between her and the dead drifter. It may be that there are not so many people watching. But in addition to Yu Wenjie, there is Yuetong here. No matter how thick-skinned she is, she can't help but blush at the moment.

Of course, she didn't know whether her face was red or not, and she couldn't see it.

Leaning there, she didn't move, and her whole body seemed to be integrated with the coffin.

The iron-yin wood coffin could not stop scattering the yin energy. Yu Wenjie could feel the coldness when he stood beside him, the coldness that penetrated into his bones. However, the person lying inside seemed to feel that her body was cold now, as if the blood had solidified and no longer flowed.

The traces on her waist were particularly obvious. If the roots of her tree were mixed before, it would be like a burn now, which was extremely intimidating.

Yue was on the other side of the coffin, and his hands were constantly tinkering. There was also a human-shaped object wrapped in white cloth on the wooden board next to him. He was motionless and had already died.

The thin moon is no different from a bamboo pole. Although he is busy, he shows an indescribable madness. The eyes have turned blue and black, and he hasn't slept for a long time. But it's not at all. What he is doing is absolutely earth-shaking for him.

Turning around, he held a pool of glue in both hands, which was red, dyeing his fingers red.

He leaned over and endured the shade of the iron-yin wooden coffin, and placed the glue in his hand on Bai Murong's back waist.

Just like painting, apply it, apply it all over her waist, and then push it upwards. Finally, the red glue covered her entire back.

The light in this cave is very dark, and it is actually not clear. But if you look closely at the close range, you will see white things that are extremely small as the size of sesame seeds squirming among the red gel.

They could also feel the shady air of the iron-yin wood and began to move towards a warmer place, which was Bai Murong's flesh.

As they went through a lot of hardships to swim on Bai Murong's skin, she also began to feel pain.

There were countless things on her back biting her, and she was like she was surrounded by ants. She was reflexive and wanted to struggle, but her body couldn't move at all.

Her eyes were blindfolded, she could not see anything, and she was in a worse mood. She tried her best to hold her hands tightly, but she couldn't even move a finger.

"It hurts?" Yu Wenjie felt her breath change, leaned slightly, but didn't dare to get too close.

Those red gels can feel the heat the most. If he gets close, they will inevitably leave Bai Murong and crawl outward.

Yuetong stared at it for a while and felt that the effect was not very good. She couldn't help but want to blame Yu Wenjie for not being in the way here, but she didn't have the courage to say it.

After thinking about it, he lifted the coffin lid directly, and then pushed it up in Yu Wenjie's cold eyes.

Bai Murong could hear the coffin lid closed, and she was particularly conscious. The things on her back were biting her, making her feel extremely energetic. The fatigue and sleepiness of the past disappeared, but now if she could control her body, she could remove the palace in one breath.

The pain became worse and she suffered a lot, and she didn't know when it would be.

She locked her in this small place, because of the pain, she felt like she was about to suffocate.

Outside the coffin, Yu Wenjie could not see Bai Murong, so he had to wait anxiously. Yuetong was already busy with the rest, and he didn't look at Yu Wenjie, but he was not interested in seeing him affecting his mood.

He knew that Bai Murong was suffering from it, but at the moment, he couldn't help at all. Moreover, he could not get close to her. He had to cover himself up to avoid too much heat dissipating and disrupting the treatment.

Time passed little by little, and it was already bright outside. Looking towards the entrance of the cave, the sunlight outside shone in, but there was no warmth here.

In addition to the iron-yin wooden coffin with yin energy, there are also many shaded objects placed around it, just like a marching formation, each performing its own duties, turning the cave into a hell in the sun.

The hand that was hidden under the cloak was loosened and clenched tightly. He controlled himself not to open the lid of the coffin. She was suffering, and he was also enduring the piercing of thousands of ants.

In the coffin, Bai Murong felt that he was going to hurt several times. Her back and waist seemed to be bitten open, and then those unknown things were drilling into the flesh.

They may not have strong spikes or claws, but with a reluctance to give up, they are constantly drilling, drilling, drilling, drilling.

She couldn't move, and her purpose was to let these things continue to penetrate into her flesh, and she had no choice.
Chapter completed!