Qian Yuluo only felt that this string was getting tighter and tighter, tighter and tighter, and he was almost able to break free, but at this point, he couldn't find an opportunity, as if a cake had eaten ninety-nine percent, but the remaining one percent was really unable to eat, the feeling of not eating it was a pity, but it was really powerless to torture Qian Yuluo, both tempting and painful.

At this moment, there are already a lot of fine beads of sweat on Qianyuluo's head, and there are more and more trends, but Qianyuluo has no time to pay attention to these things, because now there are thousands of ants in her body gnawing on her internal organs, and the pain of eating her heart makes her only bite her mouth hard, so as not to let herself make painful sounds.

However, this kind of pain is not like physical pain, it is mental pain, which not only makes people feel that they are about to faint, but also tortures the nerves, so that people can stay in the most conscious state, can feel every bit of pain, and even the changes in the body are clear.

The improvement of mental power is not just pain, this sober experience of being tortured will make a person desperate, and the better the talent, the more obvious this experience is, Qian Yuluo belongs to this kind.

It stands to reason that although the first improvement of mental power is painful, it is not unbearable, and it will not hurt so much, and under normal circumstances, people with slightly better talent need to endure the destruction of an hour for the first time to improve their spiritual power, and the "General History of the Mainland" records that people who were once gifted in mental power, and the most talented people only endured three hours for the first time, but now, five hours are quietly lost, and Qian Yuluo's pain has not weakened by half a point, and there is even a feeling of increase.

Qian Yuluo didn't know how many times she had almost given up, but she was still gritting her teeth and insisting, firstly for strength, and secondly, because if she gave up now, the damage to her nerves in the previous five hours would most likely make her a madman! She can accept the reality that her strength is not enough, because she still has a lot of room for improvement, so much so that she absolutely can't stand the possibility that she will never think again!

Another hour passed, the sky had already begun to darken, and Qian Yuluo's body was about to be unable to bear it, if it weren't for her firm belief, she would have fallen long ago, and even, she might have been stupid now. However, the string was still tightly tightened, not relaxed, but it was frantically tearing at Qian Yuluo's nervous system, as if it was a silent confrontation.

At this moment, Qian Yuluo's face can no longer be compared with normal people, that delicate face has long since become pale, if the little white sable is there now, he will definitely not doubt that now Qian Yuluo's face can be compared to its hair, it is not the color of a normal person's face at all, and even those who are seriously ill are not so exaggerated.

Not only that, the sweat on Qian Yuluo's body had already soaked her clothes, and the sweat was already more than one layer, her body temperature was high enough to make the sweat on her body flow out and be evaporated, and then continue to sweat, continue to evaporate, and so on. This process is inherently a great test of the mental and physical aspects of the person.