Chapter 140 Zhang Yang 1

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It has been nearly a year since he came out of Qianlong Island. Zhang Yang, who had set foot on the Fengshen Continent, knows that his strength is not enough to protect Xiao Xiang on the divine land of the Fengshen Continent. So he chose to leave. He was far away from the land of gods. Although there was a throne that made countless people crazy, Zhang Yang didn't care. He didn't ask for a god's throne, but only asked to be with his beloved forever.

On the endless ocean, a small boat floated in the ocean. Under the wind of the sea, the boat seemed to break at any time, but the boat did not break. It magically drifted on the sea for three days and nights.

Three days and three nights later, Zhang Yang came to an extremely prosperous island. From afar, the island was full of flowers and trees, which was a very beautiful island. Zhang Yang has always wanted to find such a beautiful world.

Zhang Yang was wearing a thick cloth shirt, which was already worn out. There were several patches on it, and several were broken, but he couldn't find the cloth to mend.

His dark yellow skin and sword on his waist were exposed on the cloth. Next to him, Xiao Xiang was dressed in a clean white coat, which Zhang Yang bought for Xiao Xiang with the only money he had.

Xiao Xiang's face was expressionless and her eyes were a little empty. She completely ignored Zhang Yang, who had been staring at her, and kept staring at the front, as if she were in endless darkness at this moment, and there was light ahead.

Although there is a big contrast in their clothes, they all have a unique temperament. Zhang Yang is wild and unruly, and Xiao Xiang is free, elegant and unearth.

"Xiao Xiang, although our footsteps cannot be printed on every piece of the world, at least at this moment, we are about to set foot on a new land. I hope this can awaken your attachment to the world and make you have even a trace of expectation for the world." Zhang Yang stroked Xiao Xiang's hair blown by the sea breeze, with endless tenderness in his eyes.

Being gently stroked by the man in front of her, Xiao Xiang's body was stunned, as if frightened, got rid of Zhang Yang's hand, and then looked at Zhang Yang with a childlike frightened look, and kept muttering, "Don't kill me, don't kill me."

There was a pain in Zhang Yang's heart, and immediately took Xiao Xiang's hand and looked directly at the girl's confused eyes. The words of tenderness sounded in the girl's ear: "Xiaoxiang, it's me, I'm Zhang Yang! I took you away from Qianlong Island. I said I would take you to see the world. Look, this is the tenth island we have experienced. Before this island, we also landed on the most desirable place in the world - the Fengshen Continent. But it is not suitable for us. In retrospect, Xiaoxiang, compared with the small soil slope with a bright blue fragrance, we already have a lot of memorable things. In retrospect, I'm Zhang Yang! Remember me!" Zhang Yang's words were a little excited, and there was a little pleading in the sentence. He was inevitably sad when he was depressed, and he couldn't help holding Xiao Xiang's hand a little tight.

"You...you hurt me." Xiao Xiang suddenly broke free from Zhang Yang's hand and looked at him with a trace of disgust.

Looking at Xiao Xiang's indifferent eyes, Zhang Yang felt a pain in his heart. He was originally an eclectic man, but he fell in love with Xiao Xiang when he lost his memory. After his memory recovered, he found that his love for Xiao Xiang when he lost his memory was so deep, even if he had experienced countless worlds. He can't get rid of that relationship.

"Are you crying?" Xiao Xiang saw Zhang Yang lowering his head and not talking, and his voice was finally a little gentler. A pair of small hands wanted to reach out to wipe away the silent tears for Zhang Yang, but Zhang Yang took a step faster and wiped his right hand in front of her. This wiped away not only the tears he didn't want others to see, but also the sadness and haze in his heart. How come? I'm a man!"

"How come, I'm a man!" The unfamiliar words flashed from the depths of Xiao Xiang's mind. When she looked at Zhang Yang's extremely bright smile again, she suddenly jumped up and cheered, "Zhang Yang... I finally found you."

Seeing Xiao Xiang's expression, Zhang Yang suddenly became happy, but the woman's next sentence made his heart fall into the abyss again.

"Just now, a man took my hand, which made me so painful. I'm so scared. Can you help me beat him? Well, why is that man missing? Strange, it was just here! Have you seen him?" Xiao Xiang said like this.

"What's wrong with you?" In Xiao Xiang's question, Zhang Yang raised his head and lowered it again.

"Let's go ashore!" Zhang Yang stretched out his hand to Xiao Xiang and wanted to pull Xiao Xiang ashore. No matter how much I want, it doesn't make any good. As long as she can accompany me, it's already good, isn't it?" Thinking so, Zhang Yang waved his hand to Xiao Xiang again to pull her ashore.

The outstretched hand did not hold the beloved woman's hand, and Xiao Xianghuan jumped from the boat and ran ashore. Wow, it's so beautiful here." She only cares about enjoying the beautiful scenery, but she has never thought about Zhang Yang's feelings.

Looking at Xiao Xiang jumping ashore and spinning like a child, Zhang Yang shook his head helplessly, shook his hand and chased after him, shouting, "Slow down."

The beautiful scenery on the island surprised Zhang Yang a little. He just forgot to observe the island. Now he comes to his senses and finds that it is a fairyland.

All kinds of colorful flowers are blooming against the sun, and the towering giant branches and leaves extend out, as if wapping to guests who are far away. All kinds of flowers and plants are fragrant and refreshing. Some strange-shaped colored stones next to the flowers and plants reflect different colors in the sunlight. Occasionally, a group of birds singing and flying over the sky. Those sounds are matched with the melody of the waves like a special melody.

A refreshing!

This is Zhang Yang's first feeling.

With Xiao Xiang, Zhang Yang's footsteps unconsciously walked towards the flowers and felt the special fragrance of flowers and plants in the air. The fatigue floating in the sea for several days seemed to have dissipated at this moment, replaced by a kind of relaxation.

Zhang Yang moved his footsteps gently for fear that he would break the flowers and plants around him and destroy the beauty of the place. However, Xiao Xiang danced in the face of this dreamy world. The graceful dance made Zhang Yang intoxicated and remembered the days when they met on the small soil slope and the moment when they witnessed emotions with the bright blue fragrance. At that time, Xiao Xiang danced happily like him. All this is like yesterday.

"What a beautiful flower." Zhang Yang inadvertently came to a flower with colorful petals. The seven-color flower has seven petals, and the seven petals are as beautiful as red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue and purple.

This flower grows on a very strange land. In this dense place, only this colorful flower occupies two square meters. The land next to it suddenly shows a gap, as if there is a place above a young man's head without hair.

Although it is abrupt but understandable, it may be because the flowers around it seem to be colorless, so stay away from it!

"What a beautiful flower. Give it to Xiaoxiang. She will be very happy." Zhang Yang thought.

But when he walked towards the strange colorful flower, he just stared at the flower and did not reach out to pick it. He almost instinctively felt that the flower seemed to be very dangerous because it was too strange.

"What a beautiful flower, Zhang Yang, I want it." Zhang Yang's behavior attracted Xiao Xiang's attention. At this moment, she was shouting to Zhang Yang with some excitement. She had never seen such beautiful flowers. Women are all creatures who like beautiful things. They know that flowers can't survive for a few days in their own hands, but they still like men to send them flowers.

Hearing Xiao Xiang's request, Zhang Yang immediately suppressed the uneasiness in his heart. He said to himself with some self-deprecating, "Are you scared!" Then he smiled brightly at Xiao Xiang. OK, I'll pick it for you."

Zhang Yang stretched out his hand to the colorful flower, and the smile originally displayed in front of Xiao Xiang unconsciously converged and turned into solemnity and caution.

The uneasiness in Zhang Yang's heart climbed to his heart again, but for Xiao Xiang's outstretched hand did not stagnate at all, always maintaining that speed to reach out to the colorful flower.

Just as Zhang Yang was about to touch the colorful flower, the originally motionless colorful flower moved abruptly, and the earth cracked. The colorful flower drilled out of the cracked land by itself, but the root of the colorful flower was connected to a two-foot-foot-old black humanoid monster.

The black monster has not been completely pulled out of the earth. Its feet are still buried in the ground, or maybe it has no feet at all. The seven-color flower on its head was pulled out from its body like seven sharp blades to Zhang Yang's outstretched hand. Zhang Yang was scratched to his index finger by the red petals in the colorful flower before he could dodge.

Zhang Yang looked at his index finger, and blood flowed from his index finger. At the same time, his whole finger slowly turned as strange red as the red petals of colorful flowers.

The red color kept spreading along Zhang Yang's index finger towards the whole palm and then to the whole arm. Zhang Yang was shocked: "Is it poisonous?"

He quickly sealed all the meridians in his palm and arm, including the flow of blood, but the red still spread to his arm, only a little slower.

Next to Zhang Yang, Xiao Xiang looked at the blood flowing from Zhang Yang's index finger, but there was no worry in his eyes. When his empty eyes turned to the seven-color flower, it suddenly became colorful as if it had injected magic. Zhang Yang, I want that flower. Can you pick it for me?" Xiao Xiang pointed to the colorful flower above the head of the two feet of the black monster ten feet away, and her eyes were full of heat.

Zhang Yang felt a pain in his heart. No matter how generous he was, he understood that Xiao Xiang's illness was not well, but he still couldn't afford his beloved woman being so indifferent when he needed care most.

Zhang Yang's heart is broken.

"Puff!" A mouthful of blood spewed out of Zhang Yang's mouth. At this moment, his pain was not his hand, but his heart.

Zhang Yang fell straight down, and his left hand grabbed the clothes on his chest fiercely, but the red toxin in his right hand accelerated the spread due to his emotions. My heart hurts!"

Zhang Yang rolled on the ground twice, and the strength of his left hand almost tore his clothes. He saw that Xiao Xiang beside him was still looking at himself confusedly, and there was another colic in his heart. The pain was more painful than any injury he had ever suffered, and he couldn't stand the pain and almost fainted.

The white flowers pressed under his body were stained red by the blood he spit out, and Zhang Yang looked at the red flowers that were about to wither. Why?" A roar resounded through the world! Why? Why did God treat me like this? Why should I bear the pain of love twice? Why?"

When Zhang Yang talked about the pain of love twice, he unconsciously recalled the vigorous love with "her" in the high-rise building, steel and cement city, but these ended in a car accident. Zhang Yang saw his first beloved woman become a vegetable because of a car accident and could only bear his beloved woman every day. Indifferent eyes, he got a strange disease. Every time he saw the indifferent eyes of his beloved woman, he would feel extremely painful, real colic.

"All... all... wear..." I can't hear the word in the middle clearly. ..., this disease...isn't it good yet?" Zhang Yang said to himself.

After rolling on the ground for nearly five minutes, Zhang Yang saw that the red color on his arm was about to spread to his body. He could only stand up with the pain in his heart.

"Zhang Yang, help me pick that flower." Xiao Xiang seemed to ignore the two-foot black monster, and even more ignored Zhang Yang's painful expression, just staring at the flowers above the monster's head.

"He is poisonous!" Zhang Yang roared, and there was another pain in his heart, and blood overflowed from his mouth.

He stood up and looked at his right arm, where the red poison was still spreading. At this moment, his whole right arm was unconscious. A trace of determination flashed in his eyes. He pulled out the strange sword from his waist with his left hand. The sword was called the eight-foot blade, which was given to him by his eldest brother Liu Xinzheng. He had been with him all the time.

"Wo!" The sword light flashed, and the long sword came out of the sheath with a light sound. Zhang Yang did not hesitate to cut his right arm.

He has always been like this, and what he decides will not change, because he has always thought twice.