In the next moment, Mo Nanjue only felt a chill rising up from his back, and he bit his thin lip in time, but he still couldn't suppress a muffled snort!

Immediately afterwards, the pain of bone erosion, which was not unfamiliar, began to spread from his right arm, the man raised his head slightly, his slender and straight body began to tremble slightly, and after he clenched his fists with all his strength, he just took a step back, and his right knee was weak!

"Hmm-"

Although he held the door with one hand, Mo Nanjue still couldn't support it, and knelt straight down with his right knee!

The expected thump did not come out.

Because just when his right knee was about to touch the floor, the man narrowed his eyes and stood up with his own perseverance!

Pain!

The pain of a hundred limbs!

This is the pain that even he, Monanjue, a person as strong as his willpower, can hardly bear!

It's like taking all the blood out of your body, boiling it in a pot with a blazing fire, boiling it hot, and then putting it back in its original form.

That hot feeling is like a knife after knife, stabbing directly into all parts of your body!

On the surface, it seems to be normal, no different from ordinary people.

But—but the real pain is in the bones!

It hurts into the blood, it hurts into the bone marrow, and it trembles with pain!

It's cold outside, and it's scorching inside!

This feeling of ice and fire, people who have not felt it will never understand!

The pain seemed to be about to reach the extreme, and a trace of gloom and cruelty appeared on Mo Nanjue's handsome and cold face.

Depend on!

Damn it!

This DevilsKiss is so powerful!

He still underestimated its power.

Maybe Li Qin is right, at that time, if he had cut off his arm, perhaps, he would not have suffered such pain today!

If he finds out who it is, he wants those people to be buried with him for the rest of his life!

Gradually, fine beads of sweat began to appear on Mo Nanjue's forehead, he narrowed his black eyes fiercely, and after standing firmly, he tore off the hem of his white shirt, tied it into a dead knot, and then clenched it between his teeth.

After this series of actions was completed, almost half of the man's physical strength was consumed.

He had never hurt himself like this, and he had never been so embarrassed.

Even in the most painful and desperate time, even if he was held against the wall by his own brother, he never trembled, he never closed his eyes, he never gritted his teeth!

The man raised his head, his short dark brown hair, which was originally arrogant and domineering, was soaked with sweat, and some of it was soft on his forehead, but he was still handsome, his handsome eyes swept lightly, and when he swept past the door, his eyes faded.

That stupid woman can't fall asleep in the bathtub, right?

Don't wait to drown!

When he completely quits this poison, she has been disobedient these days, and he must return it to her!

As the minutes ticked by, Mo Nanjue gritted his shirt between his teeth, forced the feeling of severe pain, and turned around and walked downstairs.

He walked very slowly, but his pace was still elegant and steady, and as soon as he turned the corner and walked into the elevator, the man reached out and helped the marble column, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Chen An standing there.

"Jue, how are you?"

Chen An seemed to have been standing here for a long time, and he was not surprised to see Mo Nanjue, but hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed his arm, "How do you feel?"

As soon as he touched his arm, Chen An knew that his question was redundant.