The era of the national system

It was an extremely chaotic scene, and natural and man-made disasters were not enough to describe one tenth of it.

Huge monsters, trampled tall buildings, the wailing of countless people and the dust in the sky and the earth mixed together to form an indescribably terrifying scene.

Wen Xu was full of anxiety, he looked anxiously at the person in front of him, the fear in his heart was constantly rising, he was afraid, very afraid, he was afraid of death.

Not his own life, but his...

"Yang Ting... Yang Ting..."

Wen Xu shouted loudly, and then he saw him.

That is a man who is so dazzling that no one can ignore him even when disaster strikes.

Tall figure, handsome facial features, perfect as if it came from the hand of God, and those very charming eyes, dark black with a little bit of starlight, as if emerald green was dotted into the thick ink, smudged Come is a masterpiece.

Wen Xu had seen it in its most beautiful appearance.

But at this moment, it is as cold as a deep valley and deep spring, leaving only indifference.

Wen Xu's heart skipped a beat, he rushed forward, but was stopped in place by a translucent light shield.

He couldn't get through, he could only watch from afar.

Watching him fight alone, watching his long hair bulging in the wind shining with a faint blue light amidst the thunder and lightning, watching him face the monster tens of meters away, even if there is only one person, he is fearless !

When he raised his hand, the light was wanton, and the silver military uniform was flying. Under the frosty white gloves, there was a terrifying soul of thunder and lightning.

Destruction and redemption are only in one thought.

The shrill screams, the monster's roar, the lightning galloping down, and the pungent bloody smell after the heavy blow, everything makes people feel frightened, forget everything, and just want to be able to live.

However, it is weak and unable to face the enemy.

Wen Xu knew better than anyone else that if he couldn't hold on, even Yang Ting couldn't defeat this gigantic devil.

But it can't stop.

This is just an asteroid, but there are a full 300 million people. If this monster cannot be stopped, then these people...

Wen Xu's head buzzed, and he shouted loudly: "Yang Ting! Let me out!"

No one responded to him, Yang Ting just turned his head slightly and glanced at him tens of meters away.

It was far away, watching very lightly, but Wen Xu saw clearly, his heart jumped suddenly, and then his pupils shrank sharply.

Wen Xu began to slap the damn light shield frantically, but it was useless at all, he couldn't open it, couldn't get out, he could only watch helplessly.

Many people know that Yang Ting is very powerful, but Wen Xu knows that no one knows Yang Ting's real strength.

The man standing on a high place waved dense lightning like rain when he raised his hand. Yang Ting closed his eyes in silence, and then took off his gloves. Those were a pair of very beautiful hands, white, slender, with graceful lines. Fingers that pianists would envy.

But now, it can bring disaster.

The most beautiful things are also the most terrifying.

Roses have thorns, poppies are poisonous, and under the beautiful halo is the harbinger of death.

Wen Xu witnessed all this.

At the center of the peak of light is a hollow like darkness.

Yang Ting released all his power, which would definitely destroy this monster, but...the tens of thousands of people here will definitely not be alive.

Similarly, Yang Jing will not live.

The piercing pain spread in his chest, and when the light that destroyed the world dissipated, Wen Xu finally broke through the shackles.

The shield of light that imprisoned him vanished, for its master died.

Wen Xu thought about running away countless times. The five-year marriage was a nightmare in his life, but now, seeing the man lying in the ruins, his chest was filled with pain and despair.

Please don't save me if you can.

If possible, I am willing to exchange my life for it.

As long as you can survive.

Wen Xu hugged him tightly, tears streaming down his face, and then, he felt an unspeakable force surging in his body.

He has the gift of healing, and at this moment, it is fully awakened.

As long as Yang Xing can wake up, he is willing to give everything!

A steady stream of power was flowing, and countless star rays poured out of his body, and then poured into Yang Ting's body.

When the skills were released, Wen Xu felt unprecedentedly tired, and then he saw him wake up.

To see those beautiful eyes again, Wen Xu was more satisfied than ever.

Although he almost ruined everything about him, now, he has no regrets.

Yang Ting looked at him, and then firmly held his hand, his thick ink-like eyes shone like emerald jade.

Wen Xu didn't wait for Yang Ting to speak, and spoke slowly.

"You saved my life, and I saved yours. So far, neither owes anything..."

As soon as the words fell, Wen Xu saw the light in his eyes dissipate, and his eyes, which were as beautiful as ink paintings, instantly fell silent.

It was a void like nothingness.

Boundless, dead silence.