Chapter 1343

Zhang Aowen looked at the blood on his hands, his face numb, and his pupils were blank.

Me, why did you survive?

Just now, Zhang Aowen could not escape his claws.

Zhang Aowen clearly remembered that Zhang aowu was beaten to death by Lin Zichen. Even if they had the spirit of the devil, they were not the opponent of the young man.

That man's strength is so terrible that he doesn't know how to face it.

"He is so young, why can he have the strength of the peak of the human world!" Zhang Aowen couldn't help shouting.

Zhang aowu is his brother, his own brother. The two have become the mainstay of tianqiongzong together. For more than 40 years, the two have never been separated.

But just now, his brother died, and he had no ability to revenge.

Zhang Aowen believes that since Lin Zichen can enter the realm of heaven and man at such a young age, he is definitely a genius among geniuses.

It's still unknown that he can step into the realm of heaven and man. How can he revenge?

"Do you want to make a deal with me?" a voice suddenly appeared in Zhang Aowen's mind, which made Zhang Aowen completely unable to respond for a time. How can there be someone in the world... No, it's not human.

"You... Who are you?" Zhang Aowen's trembling voice can't seem to hide his inner fear... If it controls his consciousness... Isn't it... And why does time suddenly stand still?

"Time is not still." The voice in his mind was very calm and seemed to be smiling, but it made Zhang Aowen more frightened. Time? How can it be still? Is this spiritual body strong enough to control time? No... impossible. Even if it can enter my consciousness, it doesn't mean that it can control time at will.

"I just slow down the time. When it slows down, you feel that time is static, but it won't go on like this. After all, my power is limited, that is to say, you will die soon."

The voice of the devil's spirit seemed very happy, but Zhang Aowen's pupils suddenly widened and his heart shrank when he heard the last few words.

no I can't just die! At this moment, human desire for survival prevailed. Zhang Aowen could not use normal standards to think about whether the deal was worth doing. He only knew that if he refused, his life would be lost.

For a small man like Zhang Aowen, even if he has more rights and wealth, it can't be the reason for his loss of life. If he wants to make a necessary choice between life and others, he will choose life.

What's more, he still has revenge. He wants to avenge his brother. Now he can't die, absolutely not!

"It seems that humans really cherish themselves." The voice full of temptation sounded in Zhang Aowen's mind again.

"What deal do you want? I'll give it to you, as long as you can keep me alive and let me revenge!" Zhang Aowen roared loudly, no, he doesn't want anything!

"Give me your memory. I can absorb all the malice inside as nourishment. Only in this way can I be able to slow down the time and you can escape." The demon spirit seduced Zhang Aowen again.

If Lin Zichen were here, he would certainly scoff at the devil's spirit.

It's not so easy to slow down time. Even the strong in the realm of creation can't do it!

The demon spirit is deceiving Zhang Aowen, deceiving him to give everything of his own.

"All the memories..." Zhang Aowen thought of his childhood memories. Do those beautiful things have to be abandoned? Do the loved and loved people have to disappear. " Zhang Aowen's eyes gradually became confused, and just when he was full of pain, he suddenly woke up.

"No, only if I survive can these memories have their value. There are still people waiting for me to go home. I... Can't die like this... Even if the price is big and I lose all the memories of happiness, joy, sadness, pain and hatred, I will still be me." Zhang Aowen opened his eyes, full of determination.

"It seems that you have considered it." The voice seemed very calm.

Something gradually pulled away from Zhang Aowen's body. Zhang Aowen felt that his body seemed to be slowly becoming lighter, gradually falling into the grass like a feather, and then... Disappeared.

Feeling the enhancement of its own strength, the demon spirit couldn't help laughing.

Yes, all this is just a trap set by him. No matter what decision Zhang Aowen makes, he will only be swallowed up by the demon spirit in the end.

But let a person willingly give everything, so that he can get strong strength.

When he opened his eyes again, Zhang Aowen had forgotten everything, whether joy or sorrow.

"You are no longer you," the voice muttered, but no one could hear it.

Zhang Aowen looked at the blood on his hands, but he still couldn't find his memory. Who he was, why he came here, why his hands were covered with blood, why

"Since you have so many doubts, I will be merciful and give you my strength." Unfortunately, Zhang Aowen couldn't hear the sound. He just felt that a thick black mist gradually penetrated into every cell, every bone and flesh in his body.

"I want revenge and kill everyone." When Zhang Aowen's pupils became completely black, a few intermittent words gradually spit out from Zhang Aowen's mouth.

Zhang Aowen walked forward aimlessly. A bird fell to the ground, but it turned into a thick black gas and disappeared in an instant. He walked slowly into the streets of the city and into a dark alley. It's getting late, but in this alley, it seems that you can hear the laughter of children from all families and the quarrelling and nagging of husband and wife.

A few dog barks came faintly from the alley, and then became calm.

The black gas gradually filled the whole alley and gradually eroded from the outside to the inside. Zhang Aowen seemed to hear the squeaking sound of the walls of the alley eroded by the black gas and the low sobbing sound of the dog.. He entered every family at a fast speed. There was no blood flying and no blood flowing. It seemed that in a moment, the alley was quiet and photographed. They seem to have left the world so cleanly. How good it is, they will disappear, gradually, slowly.

Zhang Aowen's mouth became more and more cracked. Finally, he even couldn't control himself and burst into tears. Nevertheless, the bloodthirsty in his eyes was terrible. Looking at the gradually lifeless alley and the empty night, Zhang Aowen felt that his strength became more powerful.

However, Zhang Aowen seemed unable to control himself, and his black pupils seemed to become darker.

One morning, the sanitation workers looked at the silent alley and wondered. "Eh, what's the matter? Uncle Wang who usually walks around didn't appear, and the children who play didn't come out.".

He knocked at the door, "is anyone there, is Lao Wang there?" Push the door and enter. The sight is a terrible scene of bodies lying horizontally. He immediately shouted, "help, kill someone. Come on, come on, call the police.". More and more people gathered, and all of them turned pale and showed a terrible look.

But it was said that the Marquis' consciousness gradually recovered. Sure enough, he lost all his strength, but he no longer had the heart to kill, and basically recovered his consciousness. It was also a good thing for the marquis.

He was about to breathe a sigh of relief and want to sleep quietly. The voice of the devil's spirit appeared in lengbu's mind. Yes, as a person who had been regarded as the host of the devil's spirit, he could never admit that he was the devil's spirit. He remembered clearly that part of the devil's spirit had penetrated into his body.

"It's really stupid. I didn't expect my host to be so stupid. Of course, I established a spiritual connection with you. Calculated... This is my second transaction with mankind. How can the last person get back a life at a little price?"

"How do you want to trade?" The Marquis forced himself to calm down and asked quickly.

"Did you waver so soon? Very simply, according to our close relationship, you just need to give me your dark side, that is, your cruelty. This time, I don't need those useless memories." The voice of the devil's spirit gradually weakened. The Marquis could not hear what the devil's spirit was saying, but the only thing he could be sure was that if he made a deal with the devil's spirit, at least he would not become the ghost of Lin Zichen's sword.

On the contrary, the demon spirit will attract most of Lin Zichen's attention. Thinking of this, Hou ye no longer hesitated, "I want to trade with you!"

The Marquis felt that the "filth" in the body was gradually pulled out from the body, gradually converged into a black torrent, and slowly separated from the body. The darkness was going away, and a small white ball was gradually enlarged from the heart and emitting white light. The white light became more and more prosperous as the darkness receded, illuminating the whole body step by step.

But Lord Hou's consciousness gradually blurred, and his sleepiness suddenly swept over. He just wanted to lie down and do nothing. He just wanted to have the best dream in history. In the dream, there was only laughter and light, and his hands were no longer bloody. This was a dream of no more killing.

Sure enough, it was a dream for him!

When the demon spirit extracts all of its former hosts, it is more delicious for the demon spirit. If human beings can see the demon spirit at this time, they will be frightened by the satisfied smile on its face.

"When he came to this world, he was sealed by a guy named Chu Ping, but now he's dead." Thinking of this, a crazy smile appeared on the face of the demon spirit.

"The world belongs to me!" With that, the demon spirit controlled the Lord's body and disappeared quickly.

And that terrible speed is not the strength that a warrior can have.