Mu Feng was bleeding from seven holes and his whole body was covered with blisters. He was no different from the five poisoned people. The only difference was that he still had a breath now.
"Cough cough cough!" Lying flat on the ground, Mu Feng's breathing became rapid, and cold blood flowed in his nostrils. This time he clearly felt the approaching of death. He almost died the first two times, and they all came very quickly. Without this profound feeling, the situation is completely different now.
His breathing became more and more rapid, and his chest was undulating. Mu Feng felt that it was so difficult to take a breath into his lungs.
Are you going to die?
He had never been so afraid of death, but at this moment he felt scared. If he were only him, he would die if he died. If he was a killer, he would not have felt this way. However, he still has a lot of concern, especially the group of lovers far away in the secular world.
Recalling Xia Ruoxue's death, Mu Feng suddenly became calm. He took out a wrinkled cigarette from his body and took a sip. He trembled with his mouth and said to himself, "Girl, wait for me on the road to the underworld. My husband will come in a while and let you go."
Although he said this on his mouth, Mu Feng really didn't want to die. Inadvertently, tears burst out from his eyes, and his nose felt sour, accompanied by the cold blood flowing out.
Over the past twenty years, he has done many things and killed many people. This time it was finally his turn.
The murder is too heavy, and it is not a good thing after all.
The Mufeng only took three puffs of this cigarette and watched it burn slowly. After one cigarette was burning, death was almost approaching.
"Did you really give up?" At this moment, Tianshu, Pi, and Mo Ao all appeared beside Mu Feng, looking at him who was dying, with an extremely solemn expression.
Mu Feng didn't reply, maybe he wanted to say it, but he didn't have the strength to speak.
"I want to leave the debt you left behind like this. Don't forget that besides Xiaoxue, there are more women waiting for you. You gave up like this. Have you ever thought about their feelings?" Mo Ao asked seriously.
"You have two children and you have parents alive. Even if you have hurt your heart, they are still your parents. There is only once in your life. Do you want to see them sending black hair? "
"I..." Mu Feng's throat moved twice, but he still couldn't speak.
Pi sighed, "You are our hope, everyone's hope, and the expectations of the people you care about, hold on."
The last one to speak was Tian Shu, "You can live without death, and there is still a state of chaos!"
After hearing the words of the Heavenly Book, Mu Feng suddenly felt excited. Yes! There is also "The Chaos Derivation Art" and the last realm that has not been broken through. If he breaks through that realm, he may not have to die.
But how can we reach that level? In terms of strength, we are already considered a master in the three pseudo-three tribulations. The problem is that we have not touched the edge of the illusory Chaos Realm so far, and now we are wandering on the edge of death. Can we achieve it?
Thinking of this, Mu Feng smiled bitterly.
Tian Shu saw Mu Feng’s worry at a glance, and frowned, "The Chaos Realm is extremely mysterious. You understand the cycle of reincarnation and understand the derivative. As for what the Chaos Realm is, you can only rely on yourself, and whether you are born or died, we cannot help at all."
After hesitating for half a second, Tianshu continued, "We appeared just to let you understand that you cannot give up so easily and cannot die! You need the obsession to live, your lover needs you, your relatives need you, and this world needs you too!"
After saying that, the three of Tianshu nodded to each other and disappeared from the same place, leaving the remaining time for Mu Feng himself. He also needed him to take it or not.
Just die like this?
Did you just admit defeat?
Did you give up like that?
No!
I don't want to die!
I can't give in!
I can't give up!
I have more to do!
I want to make them happy!
I want to kill the devouring beast!
The obsession with survival is like a small flame, slowly growing in Mu Feng's heart. It is a spark that can also start a prairie fire. With this flame, there is hope.
After sitting up hard, Mu Feng wiped the blood from his nose and mouth, folded his legs, and began to slowly activate his strength to warm his tendons and veins. However, he did not have the time to touch the ground that had been damaged by biochemical poison gas, and could only carefully protect his heart.
A quarter of an hour passed, and the severe pain in my body did not decrease, but it intensified a lot!
Two quarters of an hour passed, the pain reached its peak, the blue veins on the body were abrupt, the blood vessels seemed to burst, and the cold sweat completely soaked the clothes.
He wanted to yell so hard to reduce the pain on his body, but he could only make hoarse sounds.
An hour passed, and the survival of the survivor was stronger than before. After a period of warming, the pain miraculously decreased.
Three hours have passed... Five hours have passed... It's night... It's dawn!
After one night, Mu Feng forgot everything, the previous fight, the death of Xia Ruoxue, and the poisoning of his own. All that was left in his mind was Kong Ming.
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The Xiao family’s wedding turned into an unprecedented battle in the Eastern cultivation world. That night, the entire cultivation world was in full swing, whether in the East or the West.
That night, the forces where the Creator was located began to integrate and deploy. Only one of the fifteen masters appeared in the Xiao family survived. But the death of Mu Feng on his side was unknown. Finally, they felt scared and understood that the young man who had once been indulged and strong and was only in his twenties was fully qualified to let them pay attention.
That night, the name of Creation swept across the entire cultivation world, and the ambition plan was also circulated, making many small forces and families feel in danger.
That night, the devouring beast also throbbed, and the situation it hoped to see was finally realized.
That night, the hatred between the two sides was successfully ignited. While the Creator's side was deployed, the Xiaoyao Holy Land, the Ice Palace, the Gu family, the Li family, and the Tian family also gathered together.
Maybe both of them understand that there are even more powerful people hidden behind them, but this ignited hatred is indelible.
Mu Feng's disappearance made many people's hearts empty, especially Bing'er'er and his brothers. However, the lack of news does not mean death. They all have hope in their hearts.
In the secret place where the forces of the Creation World gathered, there was no figure of the Xiao family, and the only ones left were the Heavenly Dao Organization, the Demon Sect, the Lieyang Sect, the Wandan Sect, the Divine Sword Pavilion, and of course several major forces in the Western world.
During the battle between the Xiao family, all major forces suffered losses. At this time, everyone's face was not very good-looking. If only the Western people were secretly happy.
"I didn't expect Mu Feng to be so powerful." Jehovah sighed and glanced at the people of several major forces in the East. "Everyone, the real battle has not begun. To achieve great things, losses are inevitable."
"Hmph! Stop talking sarcastic words. Of course, you are not the one who died. You will not feel heartbroken." Lieyang Sect snorted coldly.
Hera pulled his hair, "We are a community, the great cause has not yet been completed, and the enemy lurks in the dark. It has already reached this point, so it is better not to have conflicts."
"you!"
"Enough!" The Great Elder of Heavenly Dao shouted, and then continued, "The five forces in the Ice Palace have united, and the power is probably not much weaker than us."
Satan, who had always been taciturn, shook his head, "Great Elder, you are wrong, they are much worse."
"You don't understand the power of the Ice Palace, nor do you know the habits of the Eastern people. Each share of power is hidden very deeply." The Great Elder frowned.
"We have people trained by that person and those we trained ourselves. In the next battle, they will undoubtedly lose!"
The current leader of the Demon Sect nodded slightly, "It's almost done, only we can laugh to the end in the final competition!"
Far away in the Ice Palace.
The three major families and people from the Happy Holy Land gathered here. Everyone with the strength of the Tribulation Realm is in the conference hall, and there are dozens of people, but everyone's face is very serious, and the next thing they have to face is the real storm.
"We have no way out!" said the ancestor of the Tian family.
"Since there is no way out, then fight." The ancestor of the Li family said indifferently.
The seven Supreme Elders of the Ice Palace nodded slightly, "The chaos in the cultivation world will last at least seven days, and our final battle will be in seven days."
"Fight!" Gu Tianling sighed lightly.
E'er pulled Bing'er, feeling full of worry, but she didn't ask in the end. How could Bing'er not understand her worries? She hugged her and patted her back gently, "He will be fine, believe him!"
"But I... Sister Bing'er, I'm so scared!"
"I'm afraid, but we have no choice but to wait."
There were not many words of meeting. Several parties understood the current situation and secretly prepared for the final battle in seven days.
"Oh, someone is here, someone is here, I'm so tired!" A familiar voice suddenly came from outside the silent hall, "Sister Bing'er, hurry up, little brothers, hurry up and prepare food for you Sister Pig, and you'll starve to death."
When everyone turned their eyes to the door, they found that the little butt pig walked in with a person on his back "hard" and then put down the person on his back. After seeing it clearly, Bing'er couldn't help but cover her little mouth, "Xiaoxue!"
"Hehe, it's amazing. Do you admire others very much?" The little shit pig still looked so proud, but Bing'er was not in the mood to care about her now, and rushed to Xia Ruoxue quickly, but there was no sign of awakening except for her faint aura.
"Little guy, what's going on with Xiaoxue?" Bing'er turned her head and frowned at the little shit pig.
Hearing this, the little pig who had just looked smug and pouted, "There is no way for others. I have used all the methods I should use, but Sister Xiaoxue is still half dead."
"Come on, prepare for the ice bed!" Bing'er said anxiously. Although the two disciples did not know Xia Ruoxue, they could see Bing'er's nervousness and naturally did not dare to neglect it.
"Hey, please get me some food. This little beauty's belly is hungry. Wood, you're dead, I'll help you again."