Chapter 463: The Sun

When the fire gradually went out, Ziyi's house was already full of tears.

The man glanced at Ziyi, and said with a faint smile: "Tsk, why are you crying so sadly? Didn't I tell you everything? This kid has the luck of the human race, and if the human race doesn't destroy him, he won't die." ”

As the firelight dissipated, there was a click where Zhang Yang was, and it seemed that the last piece of her prenatal examination had fallen.

Zi Yi's eyes suddenly flashed with a touch of surprise, only to see that Zhang Yang's arm had been raised, and he was holding a fireball in his hand, and his eyes, which were already red, had also returned to their original black eyes.

"Zhang Yang! You! You're finally sober!"

Ziyi looked at Zhang Yang excitedly, her eyes full of excitement.

And Zhang Yang didn't look at Ziyi, but looked into the air with a frown, and at this time, everyone slowly raised their heads, only to find that there was a person floating in the air, with huge red wings behind him.

Zhang Yang's eyes were full of excitement, and he hurriedly flew in front of the man.

"Sun, you're still alive!"

Zhang Yang's excited voice trembled a little, and he just stepped forward, ready to pull up the gesture of the scorching sun, but was suddenly blown away by a strong wind, and dozens of fireballs were sent out from the scorching sun's body, and they rushed towards Zhang Yang's face.

"What's wrong with you? Don't you know me? I'm Zhang Yang, I'm your husband.

Zhang Yang looked at the sun incredulously, her eyebrows were still exactly the same as before, and there were no scars on her body, but her expression was too cold, as if she didn't know herself.

Zhang Yang once again flew away to avoid the fireball and rushed towards the hot sun, but was once again blown away by the soaring wind from the wings behind the hot sun.

This time, the wind carried a strong fire attribute, and it instantly burned the flamboyant clothes.

Zhang Yang hurriedly waved his hand to extinguish the flames on his body, but he felt a strong wind in front of him rushing towards him again, and he hurriedly turned over and jumped, but he could dodge.

A cold light stabbed at his face, Zhang Yang instinctively raised his hand, grabbed the slender wrist, and looked at the sun in surprise.

"Don't you know me? What the hell happened to you? I said your husband is flamboyant. ”

Zhang Yang was very excited, but Jiaoyang was still expressionless, raised his foot and kicked him in the abdomen, kicked him away, tightened the dagger in his hand and attacked him again.

Zhang Yang looked at the sun in surprise, dodging his attacks while constantly shouting her name loudly.

The man standing on the ground watching the play sneered and said: "Don't waste your efforts, her mind is completely controlled now, and she can't recognize who the person in front of her is, and even her memory has been erased." If you still want to live, kill her, and among you, you will die or he will die. ”

Zhang raised his eyebrows and sat down until he glanced at the man, did not speak, still dodging Jiaoyang's attack, he couldn't bear to do anything to her.

"Jiaoyang, take a closer look at me, I'm your husband, don't you really know me? You once said that we have to go to the ends of the earth together and live a life of listening to the wind and looking at the sea together. ”

With a pop, the cold dagger in Jiaoyang's hand pierced into Zhang Yang's heart, and she still didn't have any change in expression.

Zhang Yang was so shocked that he couldn't accept the reality in front of him, and his whole body trembled and looked at the dagger in his heart, as well as the cold face of the hot sun.

"Jiaoyang, are you really ruthless to me?"

Jiaoyang quickly pulled out the dagger with an expressionless face, and stabbed it hard into Zhang Yang's heart again.

Zi Yi looked at Zhang Yang's appearance of not dodging or dodging, and hurriedly exclaimed: "Zhang Yang, you hurry up and get out of the way, she is no longer the sun!"

Zhang Yangyi grasped the slender wrist of the scorching sun, but it was still difficult to accept the picture in front of him.

"Bright Sun, don't you really know me? I'm your husband, I'm the father of the child in your womb. ”

The sun turned a deaf ear, tugging hard at his wrist, trying to break free from the shackles of Zhang Yang.

And at this time, Song Guangming, who fell to the ground and was knocked out by Zhang Yang, got up slowly, looked at the scene in front of him with a sneer, and said slowly: "Hehe, you don't have to talk to him at all, now he is an emotionless machine, completely obeying Lord Satan, and Lord Satan will kill whoever he says." ”

Zhang raised his eyebrows and looked at the sun, and glared at Song Guangming angrily.

"Satan, I'm going to kill you!"

Song Guangming sneered proudly: "Haha, you have the kung fu to talk nonsense here, you might as well kill the woman in front of you quickly." ”

Zhang raised his eyebrows and looked at the sun in front of him, and grabbed his arm hard. “

"Sun, do you really not know me? take a good look, I don't believe that you will not be easily controlled by Satan, you look at my face, and you remember so many good memories of our past. ”

Jiaoyang looked at Zhang Yang expressionlessly, and suddenly raised his head to the sky and let out a shocking birdsong, and the fiery red wings behind him instantly stabbed Zhang Yang.

Directly turned the fiery red feathers into cold sharp knives, Zhang Yang did not dodge, still holding the hand of the hot sun tightly, and did not back down.

With a snort, the feather that turned into a sharp knife pierced Zhang Yang's body deeply, and blood rolled down the wound drop by drop, and at that moment, the red light under the sun's eyes seemed to gradually fade.

A flash of hope flashed in Zhang Yang's eyes, and he hurriedly continued: "Jiaoyang, do you think of me? I know that you have me in your heart, you definitely can't bear to see me hurt, and you definitely can't bear to kill me with your own hands." ”

The sun's movements slowed down slightly, but soon he raised his foot again and kicked Zhang Yang's stomach, and the wings behind him pierced his body even deeper.

This time, Zhang Yang felt that the sharp feather pierced into his internal organs, and a large mouthful of blood gushed out of his mouth, but he still didn't let go.

The man who had been watching the play shook his head helplessly, and said in a cold voice: "I really didn't expect you to be so amorous, but I advise you to kill the woman in front of you, he has been separated from his body by Satan with a soul separation spell." No matter how much you say, she won't understand it at all, and her memory won't be restored at all, because he's just an empty shell without a soul. ”

Zhang raised his eyebrows and glanced at the man, silently looking at the sun in front of him, the sharp feathers felt deeply buried in his bones and blood, and the burning pain made him spit out blood again.

“...... Since you know everything, how can I save her?"

"I'm sorry, I'm just here to see the show. ”