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Covered in sweat and trembling all over, Beiming Changfeng's entire body was almost leaning on Ziyu's body, supported by Ziyu.

With more than a thousand knives, his consciousness and physical strength have been tensed to the extreme, and his bones have been numb from the pain of scraping off all the flesh of his body.

It hurts so much.

It's a counterweight of the body, a countervailing of the will.

Standing on the one thousand and seven steps, the Northern Wind slowly glanced down at himself.

The bones are fleshless, and the blood is blurred all over the body.

The bones are exposed all over the body, and there is not a trace of intact muscles, and the sense of realism is truly incomprehensible.

And on his chest, there is still a trace of complete skin, and there is the last bit of integrity in his body.

The North Wind knew that that was where the last knife was going to fall, where the one thousand and eighth knife was, and the next knife was the end of life.

Slowly raising his head, the North Wind looked at the 1,008th step in front of him, that was the last step, and it would also be a step to face a life-and-death decision.

The end of life and the intact, these are the two sides of life and death, life, or death.

The Northern Wind slowly closed its eyes.

"Da Shao, the last step, don't give up." Ziyu gritted his teeth by carrying all the weight of the North Wind Changfeng.

How can it be to give up.

"You hurt more than I do." Beiming Changfeng turned his head and glanced at Ziyu beside him, a trace of love flashed in his eyes, it was because of him that Ziyu would face the danger of death, Ziyu could bear it, what could he not do.

"Big Little." Ziyu bit his lower lip violently, and his eyes turned red.

Beiming Changfeng opened his eyes to the eyes of Shangzi Yu who wanted to cry, raised his hand with difficulty and pinched Zi Yu's cheek, his voice was hoarse and tired but did not hide his arrogance: "Give me a smile, your man is the best person in the world, you are so lucky to meet me, you should give me a smile and be proud of the world." ”

The arrogant and fierce voice followed the wind from the top nine days, and the long wind of the North Darkness stepped on the 1008th step in the voice.

At the moment of "silk", the pain of the broken bones is gone, the pain of life and death is all in the face, and the pain closest to death is simply like the real approaching death, and there is no return.

The heartbeat almost stopped, and the person almost lost all consciousness, the extreme of death.

The North Wind roared lowly, almost crushing the hand that was shaking with Ziyu.

"Big Little." The fish screamed in horror.

"Don't touch him." The man in blue let out a low roar.

Don't move him, don't move the North Wind.

The flames of life and death beat in front of him, the starlight of death hovered in his body, and the dead silence after extreme pain enveloped the long wind of the Northern Underworld.

Ups and downs, life and death, all kinds of feelings roared, almost crushing the long wind of the North Underworld.

Standing, standing to death, standing without giving up.

He won't die, he definitely can't die, even if he has a thousand and eight cuts, even if he is sentenced to death with a thousand knives, he will not die, he must support it.

Desperately gritting his teeth, the North Hell's long wind stared at him, and his breath turned wildly, he didn't want to die, even if Yama was searching for his life, he couldn't compromise.

He still has Ziyu, and their children to take care of, and he must not die.

The stars are shining, and all things are lightless.

In the suffocating darkness of death, a bright light suddenly broke through the dark starry sky in front of his eyes, injecting him with vitality.

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