Weiyang and Zhao Yingkong drove all the way to the place where the wedding dress shop mentioned on the phone was located. Seeing that they were getting closer and closer to their destination, but they heard a whooshing sound of breaking the air, Weiyang instantly released his spiritual power, and after seeing the thing shooting from the air, he slammed the steering wheel!

It's an arrow! It's extremely fast, and the arrows have been shaved off and replaced with explosive armor-piercing arrows!

The car spun around like a drift and flew out, and the arrow that was shot was also under the interference of Weiyang's spiritual power, almost brushing the edge and shooting out, the arrow shot on the ground, and then boom, the explosion rolled up, the flames rose to the sky, and the gravel splashed in all directions, and Weiyang's car almost overturned under the action of this shock wave.

The sudden explosion disrupted the traffic in the vicinity, causing all the cars to collapse together, and many car owners crashed their own cars into other people's cars in panic.

Weiyang stepped on the brakes, pulled the car door and looked up in the direction where the arrow was fired.

At this moment, I saw the figures of Ming Yanwei and Zhan Lan.

"Leave them to me, you go to Zhang Jie." Just when Weiyang wanted to open the angel's wings, Zhao Yingkong next to him grabbed him, and at this time, her eyes had become dazed, obviously entering the stage of unlocking the genetic lock.

Weiyang hesitated, and finally agreed with Zhao Yingkong's words, and after saying a word of caution, Zhao Yingkong rushed out, the small figure shuttled rapidly between the vehicles, silently, and then when she was close to the shadow of the tall building, it was as if she was blending into the darkness, and she couldn't see her figure.

Weiyang quickly retracted his gaze, raised his feet and rushed towards the bridal shop.

"Can you two get closer? Yes, yes, that's it...... Okay, okay, keep your posture and keep smiling, don't move ......"

Zhang Jie and Na'er's wedding photos have already begun to be taken, no, it should be said that most of them have been taken, and there are only a few left, and those photos that were taken before have been taken backstage and washed. Originally, it was not so fast to wash the photos, but Zhang Jie spent a lot of money, except for some that needed to be improved by the designer and were eliminated, the rest can be washed out in a short time.

"Please wait a while, it won't take long for the wedding photos of the two to be released." The cameraman took off the camera's memory and said to the two people in admiration, "You two are talented and beautiful, if you are not in a hurry, those wedding photos designed by designers are the most worthy of you...... It's a pity. ”

Zhang Jie and Na'er held hands and smiled silently.

After the photographer left, Na'er pulled the bandeau of the wedding dress and pursed her lips, "This is too low......"

Zhang Jie smiled: "But it's very beautiful......"

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Jie seemed to be aware, raised his head, and looked at Weiyang, who walked in from the main entrance. Na'er also looked up and saw the scene.

"Na'er, you go and look at the photos in the back, don't let them wash them." Zhang Jie smiled at Na'er, but his gaze always fell on Weiyang's body.

Na'er nodded, got up and tugged at her wedding dress, and walked towards the back. After she left, Weiyang said, "Sister-in-law, it's beautiful." ”

"Here we are." Zhang Jie got up, still with a smile on his face, but not in his eyes.

The power of thought crept out.

Weiyang's spiritual power also rushed out.

The two men were at a stalemate.

Weiyang looked at Zhang Jie and said seriously: "Take it back, my sister-in-law is still here, and now I don't want to fight at all." ”

The smile on Zhang Jie's face was put away little by little, "From the moment I saw you, the battle had already begun, and...... This time, it will be the last time. ”

Zhang Jie's voice fell, his hands were raised, he made a brace, and then pressed down with a bang!

Weiyang suddenly felt a huge force pressing on his body, as if the gravity of the earth had suddenly increased several times! It's an all-round sense of oppression! After his angelic stance was used, the feeling was a little lighter.

"Time has been delayed by me any longer, and if I still avoid the war this time, I will not be me." Zhang Jie said, "Come on, Weiyang, this time, either you die or I die......"

As he spoke, he rushed towards Weiyang! Raise your legs, it's a whistling kick!

Weiyang sensed the killing intent from his moves, and this time it seemed to be really like what Zhang Jie said, either he died or he died. So he couldn't help but get serious.

Zhang Jie is not as good as him in physical skills, not only that, but he is much stronger than Zhang Jie in all aspects of physical fitness. Zhang Jie's strength lies in mental power and mental power, and physical attack, which is just one of the things he takes into account! And this one is precisely Weiyang's strength!

However, Weiyang did not use the Holy Flame, nor did he use the power of angels, nor did Zhang Jie use the power of the mind to assist, and the two of them were completely fist-to-flesh battles, just like the two players in the ring.

Ten moves later, after dodging one of Zhang Jie's elbows, Weiyang raised his hand and was about to blast towards Zhang Jie's chest. He exerted seven points of strength, and he originally thought that Zhang Jie would be able to avoid him, but he was stunned to find that Zhang Jie had no intention of dodging.

Wow!

Zhang Jie was thumped away with a punch, and after knocking down the sofa, he fell to the ground in embarrassment, and blurted out a mouthful of blood mixed with debris.

"You ......" Weiyang opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say. There was a little panic in his heart, the power of this punch not only hurt his lungs, but even the impact on his heart was quite huge, if it weren't for Zhang Jie's mental power to wrap his heart and prevent it from breaking, maybe Zhang Jie would have completely lost his life at this time.

Zhang Jie got up, and then sat on the sofa that had fallen down. He took out a cigarette with trembling hands, put it to his mouth, lit a fire, and ignited it. Blood soaked the cigarette holder, and then the cigarette paper turned red.

"Smoke a cigarette with me?" Zhang Jie raised his head and looked at Weiyang, his eyes were calm, there was no nostalgia, what Weiyang saw was only calmness and apology.

"By the way, remember that you don't smoke......" Zhang Jie remembered, although Weiyang had already stretched out his hand to take the cigarette handed over by Zhang Jie, but he put it away as if he didn't see it.

"It's a good habit not to smoke, keep it up......" Zhang Jie said with a smile, and then put the cigarette case in his pocket, "I don't know if there are such high-end cigarettes here as the main god below...... I have to keep it, otherwise I won't be able to draw it in the future, so I won't die? ”

"If the photos are washed...... Weiyang, you remember to go back to my hometown to burn it for my parents, that couple is usually a person who doesn't like to provoke, and the neighbors say that they are a peaceful person, and unlike me, they will definitely go to heaven...... By the way, the address of my home is in ......"

Zhang Jie muttered in pieces, his voice was not loud, but Weiyang heard it clearly.

His body began to emit all bright points of light. It's like disintegrating.

"Jay!"

Na'er, who was hiding behind, finally couldn't help it, she smiled, but her face was already sprinkled with tears. is still so gentle, just like the first time Weiyang saw her.

"Sister-in-law......" Weiyang opened his mouth, but found that his voice was a little hoarse.

Ke Na'er didn't look at him, but just threw herself into Zhang Jie's arms and rested her head on his shoulder.

"Na'er...... Close your eyes. Zhang Jie said softly.

"Yes." Na'er nodded and closed her eyes obediently. The trembling eyebrows were filled with tears, which was very heartbreaking.

"Goodbye...... Brother ......"

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(To be continued...... ）