Mo Junyang stayed silent for two seconds. Seeing that Shen Luo was still unmoved, he urged in a cold voice, “Hurry up.”

Shen Luo showed a sad face. “I am scared.”

Mo Junyang grabbed the antidote and put it in Qin Yanyan’s mouth.

They both gazed at Qin Yanyan on the cross, with the utmost concentration.

Fifteen minutes, thirty minutes, two hours…

Shen Luo couldn’t insist and reached out his trembling finger to Qin ...