This side of the basement.

Zhan Mianmian is undergoing treatment, and Ah Ran's newly invented instrument can directly stimulate his nerves and cause lucidity.

Of course, there is also a certain danger, and if you fail, you may change from a phobia of getting along with the opposite sex to another more difficult symptom, so now all this is a gamble of luck.

Zhan Piaoning usually has an uninhibited momentum, but it has been so well restrained in the past few days, it makes people look abnormal at all.

Is it just because of a little girl?

It's also incredible.

She has always been super good to Mianmian, and she will hold her tightly at any time, directly holding him in the palm of her hand like a golden egg.

But because of this, there are also doubts.

One, Mianmian is not her daughter.

Second, the two of them are just aunts and nephews.

Three, such a good thing has exceeded the bottom line of the aunt-nephew relationship, okay?

Even Ah Ran would look at her inexplicably from time to time now, as if he wanted to capture something on her face.

However, Zhan Piaoning is still Zhan Piaoning, even if she loses that arrogant and unique temperament, she is still not a simple character.

Therefore, no matter how much Ah Ran stared, he didn't catch half a point, and finally gave up directly.

"Ningning, you tie Mianmian with hemp rope, I'm afraid that she won't be able to bear it later, and she will break free!" She commanded.

Zhan Piaoning did so, hesitated for a while, and still asked worriedly: "Have you estimated what the success rate is?" ”

Ah Ran raised his eyes unhurriedly and stared at her, pursed his lips, and directly stretched out a slap.

“50%！ That's the lowest I'm sure of, and the highest I'm only 10% better, but I can't guarantee that there won't be any accidents! So I'm not going to exaggerate. ”

After speaking, she planted directly on the incomprehensible data of the computer, and did not say a word.

Slowly, the earmuff-like machine finally started to take up.

From the slight stinging at the beginning, to the pain that was barely accepted at the back, and in the end, the pain as if she was in a sea of fire made the girl on the bed can't help but scream in pain.

Tears fell like pearls.

"Ah——!h

She struggled frantically, but to no avail.

This cry of pain was heard by the whole castle.

The people in the living room couldn't sit still, and time came one after another.

The basement door was closed, and they couldn't get in, so they could only wait anxiously outside.

………

And at the same time, the painting world.

The whole earth shook suddenly, but it was only a passing moment.

Beicheng Nanshui followed the empress to the hiding place of Eve's real body to find out what was going on.

When they saw that scene, they were amazed.

The white smoke gradually increased, and the blood color of the beautiful girl in the ice coffin recovered little by little, but it slowly disappeared, and it kept going over and over again, making people scratch their heads...

"Empress, princess, what's going on?" Nan Shui's mood was excited and nervous, and he felt that the patron saint of their painting world was about to wake up in the next second.

The corners of the empress's lips curled slightly, and she seemed to be in a very good mood.

After a long time, she muttered to herself, "Are you finally coming back?" ”

She stretched out her hand and calculated, frowning, her face full of suspicion and not knowing what she was thinking.

However, Wan Ling did not wake up, and if Eve had woken up at this time, it would have been a catastrophe.

It's time to ask him for help.

He'll definitely help.