The Wolf King, who had originally intended to go in to take a look, stopped helplessly. He just pushed the dead pheasant inside a little, then backed out and stood guard not far from the cave entrance.
Inside, Hao'er's forehead was dripping with cold sweat from the pain. He couldn't hear Muchen and Muyue, and all he could feel was the pain in his head and felt as if his head was going to explode. Suddenly, various scenes and memories flashed through his mind.
"Arghhhhh…!"
He screamed in pain, the veins on his neck bulging. It looked as if he was suffering from extraordinary pain.
"Big Brother, it doesn't hurt. Yue'er will hold you, it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt," Yue'er was crying like a little kitten, but she awkwardly held out her small hand and tightly embraced the struggling Hao'er.