shock!The tyrant's group pet cub is the daughter of heaven

Chapter 878 I Still Want To Protect My Wife

Bai Zhi'er was startled.

"This is Yan He's husband, Yan Song."

Feng Fuce glanced sideways at her: "How do you know?"

"I've seen his portrait, just behind his tablet." Bai Zhi'er pursed his lips.

Ordinary ghosts and ghosts, if they want to suck human blood, some will deliberately transform into the victim's family or friends.

Just to deceive people.

However, Bai Zhi'er and the others could see it.

The man who is still in the flames of war in front of him is not any ghost or ghost.

He is Yan He's husband who has been dead for 20 years.

Feng Fuce stepped forward.

Yan Song obviously felt threatened.

He immediately raised his long knife and pointed at Feng Fuce: "Don't take a step closer."

Feng Fuce's eyes were cold: "Either, you come with us, or you lose your soul, choose by yourself."

Yan Song held the long knife tightly.

He was covered in scars, but his eyes were quite determined.

"I will not go with you, let alone die! I still want to protect my wife. I promised her that I will never be separated from her in this life!"

Bai Zhi'er frowned: "But you are already dead. Humans and ghosts go their separate ways. If you follow her, you will kill her!"

Yan Song looked at her immediately.

"With me here, ghosts can't catch her soul away! Even though Yin and Yang are separated, we stay together day and night, no different from ordinary couples."

"Whoever wants to tear us apart will be my enemy, and I will fight to the death!"

After he finished speaking, the fierce flames of war turned into sparks, and spewed towards Bai Zhi'er, Feng Fuce and the others.

Yan Song was a little general before his death, and his fate was murderous.

It's no wonder that ordinary monsters and ghosts are not his opponents at all.

What's more, for so many years, Yan He's sacrifice of his own blood to him has already given him great strength.

Feng Fuce immediately stood in front of Bai Zhi'er.

His eyes were cold: "Then you choose to be wiped out? I will help you."

Feng Fuce raised his eyes slightly, and the devilish energy on his body turned into thousands of long black and red flames!

Suddenly, like a rope, it tightly wrapped around Yan Song's body.

No matter how hard he swung his knife to cut it off, and even tried to avoid it in the end, it was still too late.

There is a huge disparity in strength between him and Feng Fuce, so losing is inevitable.

In the end, Yan Song fell straight to the ground.

The devilish energy ate away at his soul.

It should be a severe pain, but Yan Song is a tough guy, he refuses to cry out.

Feng Fu planned to kill him, but Bai Zhi'er stepped forward and lightly pressed Feng Fuce's hand.

She said softly, "I still have a few words to say to him."

Only then did Feng Fuce turn his cold eyes and take back the magic flame.

Yan Song was relieved in an instant.

He still gritted his teeth stubbornly: "I will never leave, never retreat!"

Bai Zhi'er looked down at him.

There was only understanding and sympathy in those dark and agile eyes.

"Of course you can choose to be with her, against the rules of yin and yang separation, ignoring the serious consequences, just for a moment of pleasure."

"But Yan Song, think about it, you are happy, is it really a good thing for your wife?"

"She is saddened to lose you, but do you know that the price of your meeting and embracing each other is her lifespan."

Of course Yan Song knew.

But he hated his wife.

He lowered his head, gritted his teeth, his eyes were red.

With a wave of his hand, Bai Zhi'er threw him into the house.

Yan Heshi was sleeping on the bed.

She didn't seem to be sleeping soundly, and her brows were tightly furrowed.

Yan Song fell beside her, but did not wake her up.

Bai Zhi'er pulled up the sleeve on her arm.

On the top, dozens of scars cut by the knife are shocking.

(End of this chapter)