Massar stared at Yang Chen's handsome face, a deep and slightly content smile appeared on his old face. After thousands of years, he is still the most powerful existence in the world.
Whether it is a werewolf leader or a strong mortal, they are not worth mentioning. It is natural for a lowly and weak species to be ravaged by fate.
The distance between the two parties was reduced to less than two meters.
Massar squinted his eyes and wrinkled his nose as he tried to absorb the smell of Yang Chen's blood. This wonderful smell that made vampires intoxicated was like no other.
Yang Chen gritted his teeth and tried his best to break free from the shackles of the invisible force. His face turned pale, his whole body was shaking violently, and his nosebleeds began to flow, but it had no effect at all.
Desperate and unwilling.
It spread in Yang Chen's heart.
On the other side, Tang Zhan was as embarrassed and aggrieved as Yang Chen, unable to exert strength, move, or curse. Fortunately, Massar had no intention of sucking his blood for the time being.
William, who was seriously injured, was in a panic. Yang Chen saved him twice during the battle at Blackstone Castle and today. How could he stand by and watch? He gasped and roared, stood tremblingly, accumulated the last bit of strength, and immediately dug his claws into the ground and started running wildly.
, wanting to hit Massar with a hard head.
"No!" Byrne, who was too seriously injured and returned to his human form, cried out in shock. His brother William's actions were tantamount to suicide. Even if he saved the man named Yang, his head would probably be shattered and he would end up with his own life.
However, Massar did not give William a chance to get closer. His eyes were fixed on William, and his deep and gloomy eyes were focused. William fell down suddenly as if he was struck by electricity, causing the snow to fly. Because the momentum was too strong, his huge body kept slipping.
When he reached the feet of Massar, he was unable to get up.
"He risked his life to save you. It seems that you two are very good friends. I heard that you value love and righteousness. I am more curious about what you will do if he dies in front of you." Massar glanced at Yang Chen and raised his head with a conspiratorial smile.
He stepped on William's head with his foot and said condescendingly: "Little guy, go find your father."
"No..." Byrne, who loved his younger brother, roared, pulling at his severely injured heart. He spat out several mouthfuls of blood and passed out. A few meters away, the dying Douglas closed his eyes, unable to bear to see the misery of the two young masters.
end.
A critical moment.
Yang Chen was trembling violently with rage. William's life and death, worldly concerns, and unfinished ambitions inspired the animal to turn its inner breath into external force to resist the restraints at any cost. His face gradually became distorted, and his stiff hands slowly clenched into fists.
.
Massar couldn't help but be surprised.
"Ah..." Yang Chen finally roared. At this moment, the air and the earth seemed to tremble with the roar. The eight sharp edges protruding from the arm guard suddenly broke away from the arm guard and shot into the rocks at Yang Chen's feet.
Massar was a little surprised, but that was all. In the eyes of the ancestor of vampires, this small situation could not change anything.
First trample kid William to death, and then deal with Yang Chen.
When this thought flashed through Massar's mind, he suddenly felt a fierce murderous intention coming up from the soles of his feet. His heart shook involuntarily, and he was so horrified that he had no time to think about it and soared into the sky.
Almost at the same time, eight dazzling rays of light burst out of the ground where Massar was standing just now, flying into the night sky, like spiritual living creatures, catching up with Massar faster than lightning.
Massar, who could instantly kill any powerful creature in the world, could not stop the magical blade from penetrating into his nearly immortal and tough body. He clearly felt that his internal organs were being torn to pieces. He opened his mouth in pain and let out a long and hysterical wail, which was particularly sad.
The eight sharp blades finally broke through Massar's head, drew several fleeting tracks in the night sky, and returned to Yang Chen's armguard.
At this moment, Yang Chen was bleeding from all his orifices and fell backwards.
Everything happened so suddenly, William, Tang Zhan, and Douglas were shocked and at a loss.
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Yang Chen slowly opened his eyes, and the blurry images gradually became clearer. Familiar faces were close at hand, including his parents, Lao Wu, Ziwen, Tian Li, Tang Zhan, and...his woman, not a certain one, but All of them, Wu Rui, Nalan Tongtong, Shen Yue, Xiao Ruoshui, Anna stared at him and laughed with tears in their eyes.
"Where is this? How long have I been sleeping?" Yang Chen asked subconsciously.
"**, today is May 13, 2014, and you have been in coma for almost four months." Wu Rui smiled and held Yang Chen's hand, and the answer he gave stunned Yang Chen.
Four months in a coma... Yang Chen was secretly speechless. The people who cared about him must have been tortured for four months. He looked around at everyone, not knowing what to say.
"Just wake up..." Yang Guodong, who was sitting at the head of the bed, comforted his son. In fact, during the days when his son was in coma, the taciturn man couldn't eat well or sleep well, and lost more than ten kilograms.
The doctor said before that Yang Chen might never wake up.
He was burdened with heavy pressure and pain. Fortunately, his son showed signs of waking up three days ago, otherwise he would not be able to hold on for long and would collapse.
Liu Hua was both happy and excited. With tears in his eyes, he told his son all the things that had happened in the past four months. He praised the girls for being caring and taking care of others, and told him to repay his kindness in the future.
Yang Chen was ashamed. There was no doubt that his parents knew this. After hearing what his mother said, he nodded and looked at Tang Zhan, "You brought me back that day?"
"Yes, I was the only one who could still stand up at that time. You all fell down." Tang Zhan said with a playful smile, but he was not impressed. He felt that he performed the worst in that life-and-death duel.
In the past, he only admired his mentor, but now he has Yang Chen. Without Yang Chen, he would be dead, and Yang Chen is the real number one in China.
Yang Chen frowned and asked: "How is my friend?"
Tang Zhan said: "Someone went up the mountain to pick them up. I didn't ask where they were going."
"Can you two tell the story clearly?" Wu Jie said angrily. He wanted to find out what happened to Yang Chen and Tang Zhan, but he almost died.
Yang Chen smiled evilly and shook his head.
Wu Jie got angry and muttered that Yang Chen was not interesting enough.
"Let them young people chat, you and I go out for a walk and move around. My old arms and legs cannot stretch every day and I feel uncomfortable." Yang Guodong's words reminded Liu Hua.
"I'm addicted to smoking. I'm going to have a cigarette. Who's going to leave?" Wu Jie's implication was that a bunch of Beijing dandies couldn't understand and they all agreed.
Soon there were only a few girls left guarding Yang Chen in the ward.
"Are you okay?" Yang Chen looked around at his woman, feeling a little embarrassed.
"No..." Wu Rui was the first to express his opinion, while the others laughed and said nothing.
Yang Chen secretly complained, wondering what he should do if there was chaos in the harem and a group of women fought openly and secretly to stage a real-life version of "The Legend of Zhen Huan"?
"You owe us something." Wu Rui stared at Yang Chen with a serious look.
"What?" Yang Chen asked with a guilty conscience.
"wedding!"
After Wu Rui finished speaking, she burst into laughter. Nalan Tongtong, Shen Yue, Anna, and Xiao Ruoshui also laughed. After Yang Chen fell into coma, they got along day and night, gradually letting go of their estrangements and knots, and became sisters who share the same problem.
In the hospital corridor.
Yang Guodong and Liu Hua walked side by side.
Liu Hua said worriedly: "So many good girls are obsessed with our son, I'm worried."
"What are you worrying about? In ancient times, capable men had three wives and four concubines, but now...it's actually the same." As soon as Yang Guodong said this, he regretted it and carefully looked at his wife's face.
As a woman, Liu Hua not only did not get angry, she even murmured: "If this is the case, I will not be able to take care of so many grandchildren in the future."
