Tong Yunqian screamed, but then she bit her lip, closed her eyes tightly, and stopped talking.

Tong Yunqian lay on the bed like this, and Xue Qiangwei rode on Tong Yunqian's body. Then Xue Qiangwei pinched her index finger and thumb, and pulled out a long black needle from the center of her eyebrows.

This needle is not gold, but looks like jade but not jade. It is almost twenty centimeters long. It is hard to imagine how such a needle can be hidden in the head of Blood Rose.

Xue Qiangwei pinched the needle and stabbed Tong Yunqian's back.

Tong Yunqian suddenly trembled in pain.

The pain is too painful. This is not an ordinary needle. This pain penetrates deep into the bone marrow.

"Don't shake, the thorns will not look good."

Blood Rose was stabbing Tong Yunqian's back one by one. She was tattooing Tong Yunqian, but the ink used in the needle was not a tattoo color material, but Xue Rose's own mental power.

The picture of the blood-sucking rose behind Tong Yunqian is the blood-sucking rose with its own mental power and thorns bit by bit.

In this picture, she had been tattooed for forty days.

Now it's close to completion.

Using mental power as ink, each needle is thousands of times more painful than ordinary needle pricks. This is definitely a tragic torture for Tong Yunqian.

For the past forty days, I have to have tattoos for three to four hours every day.

Tong Yunqian was almost tortured by this needle and was mentally broken.

If it weren't for her mental powers being stimulated by Jiang Xun, she would probably have gone crazy.

After only ten minutes passed, Tong Yunqian was already sweating all over, her lips were pale, and she was almost fainting.

"You can't faint, my baby, if you faint, it will be useless."
Chapter completed!