The boss traveled through time in the end times: The prince was beaten by the princess again

Lin Qingwan gently patted Nangong Zhirou's back and comforted her softly. After some patient comfort, Nangong Zhirou's eyes, which were originally full of worry and fear, finally gradually regained their calmness, and finally nodded, indicating that she agreed to let Lin Qingwan replace the iron-eating beast.

At this time, Jun Mo Ran, who was standing aside, looked at the scene in front of him and thought to himself. He had studied the way of refining instruments in depth and had his own unique and profound insights. This kind of extremely complex replacement work was simply a fantasy for ordinary refiners, and it was impossible to imagine how it could be successfully completed. However, Jun Mo Ran firmly believed that with Lin Qingwan's talent and ability, plus his assistance and guidance, it might be possible to create this miracle.

"Wan'er, are you ready?" Jun Moyan's eyes, as clear and warm as autumn water, stared at the woman in front of him, with a trace of worry that was difficult to conceal. Although he had absolute confidence in his own strength and could ensure the successful replacement of the ferocious iron-eating beast, when facing the danger of his beloved, he could not help but feel a strong sense of uneasiness and anxiety in his heart.

Lin Qingwan, who was standing opposite, met Jun Moyan's concerned gaze. Her originally bright and moving eyes were now sparkling with brilliance, as dazzling as the bright stars in the night sky.

From her firm and confident eyes, it is not difficult to see that she is confident about this operation and seems to have found a foolproof plan to escape safely after destroying the mysterious mural.

The powerful aura and fearless courage radiating from within could not help but impress everyone present and made everyone firmly believe that she would be able to overcome the danger!

"Well, that's enough! You start!" Lin Qingwan stood facing the mural, waiting to replace the iron-eating beast.

Jun Mo Ran clasped his hands together and powerful spiritual power instantly burst out from his hands and attached to them. When others saw it, they thought Jun Mo Ran's hands were glowing.

He slowly stretched his hand towards the mural, and everyone stared at his movements without blinking. As he moved, an incredible scene appeared.

His right hand was glowing, and he easily passed through the mural and entered. When his right hand appeared in the mural, it instantly grew larger, and his left hand grasped one side of the crack to prevent the crack from recovering. His right hand became extremely huge, and he slowly stretched it towards the iron-eating beast lying on the tree branch in the mural.

Surprisingly, in the next second, the iron-eating beast was caught by him like a little chick.

He slowly stretched out along the crack, first the head, then the neck, then the body and the short tail. When he was about to move the whole body of the iron-eating beast out of the mural, Jun Moyan was sweating profusely. It seemed that this task would be very difficult to complete. He was so cautious, not daring to be careless. He moved little by little.

At that critical moment, seeing that the iron-eating beast was about to be completely pulled out, Jun Mo Ran shouted anxiously: "Wan'er, the time has come! Rush in quickly!" Beads of sweat rolled down Jun Mo Ran's forehead, and his face looked a little pale due to nervousness. However, despite this, his hands did not slow down at all, and he still steadily pulled the iron-eating beast out of the narrow gap bit by bit.

Finally, after a lot of hard work, Jun Moyan took out the iron-eating beast intact. But at this moment, he had no time to care about anything else. He held the edge of the crack tightly with both hands, fearing that if he was not careful, the passage that he had opened with great difficulty would close again.

Lin Qingwan, who was standing by, naturally understood the urgency of the situation. She knew that the opportunity was fleeting. Therefore, almost at the moment when Jun Moyan finished speaking, she flashed without hesitation, like a ghost, turning into a breeze, and rushed into the mural at lightning speed.

In an instant, a magical scene happened. When Lin Qingwan successfully entered the mural, the originally calm mural suddenly glowed with a faint light. Then, everyone was surprised to find that Lin Qingwan's figure appeared clearly on the mural. Moreover, at this moment, she was sitting upright on the branch of the big tree, replacing the position of the iron-eating beast.

The girl was dressed in a light green dress, leaning gracefully on the thick branch, looking extremely lazy and relaxed. However, only Lin Qingwan, who was in the middle of it, knew that at this moment, she seemed to be bound by a mysterious force.

Just as she sat on the branch, an invisible and powerful force suddenly emerged. This force was like a huge whirlpool spinning rapidly, devouring her spiritual power at an alarming speed. With every extra second she stayed, she could clearly feel her spiritual power being continuously drained out like a flood.

Lin Qingwan knew that this place was carefully designed by the weapon refiner to supply spiritual power, and it was also the place where the mighty iron-eating beast was trapped. It was not until she experienced it personally that she finally understood the pain that the iron-eating beast had endured. This pain did not come from physical trauma, but from the torture and torment of being ruthlessly deprived of spiritual power.

There was a suffocating silence all around, as if time had frozen at this moment. There was no sunlight that could penetrate the thick darkness, and there was no breeze to caress. Hunger was everywhere, and my stomach kept protesting, but there was nothing around to fill my stomach. What made me even more terrified and desperate was that the trees, flowers and plants I saw were all false disguises. They seemed to be full of vitality, but in fact they were just illusions with a superficial appearance.

Lin Qingwan's own spiritual power, the original powerful source of power, was now slowly fading away like the sand in an hourglass; her vitality was also being ruthlessly consumed bit by bit. With each passing moment, she could clearly feel her body becoming weaker and weaker, and the flame of life gradually dimmed.

Faced with such a desperate situation, a deep feeling of despair surged from the bottom of her heart and quickly spread throughout her body. This despair did not come suddenly, but accumulated over time in the long torture and suffering. It was like an invisible big hand, tightly strangling Lin Qingwan's throat, making it almost impossible for her to breathe.

"This must be... so painful!" Lin Qingwan muttered absentmindedly, her voice so soft that it seemed as if it would drift away in the dead silence at any time.

Her expression at the moment also became gloomy. This scene made the hearts of the people who were paying close attention to the murals tighten.

"Little sister, little sister, are you okay?!" Lin Yiyang was the first to rush forward and slapped his palms on the mural, making a bang bang sound. The mural then created ripples like the surface of water.

Fortunately, the sound can be transmitted to each other, otherwise, the iron-eating beast would not have heard their words and made any move. After hearing this, Lin Qingwan looked outside the mural. At this moment, they could see each other as if they were separated by a layer of glass.

Seeing everyone lying on the mural, looking at her with worry and helplessness, Lin Qingwan had a feeling for the first time - the feeling of the animals in the zoo. The feeling of being watched by people!

The only difference is that these people are worried and concerned, while the passengers look at the animals with interest.