This is a form and the elders' evaluation of Beiming Changfeng's ability. Although she is worried, she does not think there will be any difficulties with Beiming Changfeng's strength, but now this inexplicable ghost flower is really beyond her expectation.
She must know what her elders did to Beiming Changfeng.
"She is indeed the direct daughter of my Qin family who can communicate with the poisonous holy object." The man in blue saw the clues in the interaction between Ziyu and Orange Azi. At this time, when he saw Ziyu's serious face, his eyes flashed.
After a hint of praise, he casually glanced at Bei Ming Changfeng below who was walking slower and slower, raised his eyebrows and said: "Since you already know so much, it might as well tell you.
The one thousand and eight steps of the Phantom Soul Flower Formation symbolize the death penalty of one thousand and eight cuts. Each step up is one cut. Climbing the highest step is the complete one thousand and eight cuts. The absolute difference between life and death.
limit.
Although this is just an illusion, there is no falsehood in the consciousness of the person who steps up this step. It is a real thousand and eight cuts, covering every inch of skin on the body. The pain of each cut will be clearly transmitted from all parts of his body.
In his mind, that is what he truly endures."
Boom, Ziyu felt as if his head exploded with a bang.
Cut into pieces by a thousand cuts, a thousand and eight cuts, each step is one cut, my God, what kind of torture her eldest son is undergoing right now.
This is not a test, this is simply murder.
His eyes suddenly turned blood red, and Ziyu looked down subconsciously.
On the stairs below, Beiming Changfeng had reached more than 400 steps.
No emotion could be seen on his cold face, but his pace slowed down slightly, his fingers clenched into fists, and beads of sweat slowly appeared on his temples.
More than 400 steps are equal to more than 400 knives, and her eldest son has already endured more than 400 knives.
"Abnormal." Ziyu turned around and yelled at the man in blue, his face full of sarcasm and anger: "This is what my great-grandfather considers his great-grandson-in-law. This is what my ancestral family considers my man."
Evaluation, this is what you call caring about me, I really care about me, I really care about me..."
"Yu'er." Qin Yun shouted, interrupting Ziyu's anger: "How could you speak to your grandfather like this?"
"Why can't I?" Ziyu roared back angrily: "He was not the one who gave birth to me and raised me, he was not the one who loved and protected me, it was not him who promised me life and death, and now he is the one who comes to take my man's life.
, why can’t I roar, why can’t I roar, I wish I could..."
"Xiao Yu'er, anger can only shield the eyes, and love can only make people lose their sensitivity. We naturally have our own reasons for setting this level. People's hearts and humanity will never be what you say they are." The man in blue stretched out his hand and pressed the button.
All of a sudden, the fish's head and the narrow and playful look in its eyes disappeared, and now it looked at the fish seriously.
: "Love is one of the things that is least able to withstand consideration, but it is also the thing that is most able to withstand consideration. Its contradiction makes it impossible for us to use one point of view and method to measure its truth and falsehood. However,
For your sake, we have to measure whether it is true or false, so your man must give us an answer at this level."
"We? Use cruel methods like cutting my man into pieces, and then tell me it's for us. Grandpa, you are acting like a child." Ziyu clenched his silver teeth.