The male supporting role was captured by the protagonist after his rebirth

After hearing Deng Shentong's words, Zhang Yi's heart suddenly shook, and countless thoughts instantly flooded into his mind.

He seemed to understand everything Deng Shentong said, but it no longer mattered because he knew he was about to die.

Zhang Yi blinked his sore eyes, trying hard not to let the tears flow out of his eyes.

Despite this, his eyes never left Deng Shentong's figure holding the weapon high.

He didn't want to die, but when death became an inevitable reality, a strong desire surged in his heart - to see the lover in front of him one more time.

Although this scene was full of pain and despair, he still wanted to seize the last chance and stare at the person who sent him to the underworld with his own hands.

Zhang Yi's eyes revealed endless attachment and obsession, like a burning flame, as if he wanted to imprint every detail of Deng Shentong deeply in his heart.

Even if he enters the underworld after death, he will engrave this person's figure deeply in the depths of his soul, so that their fate will be entangled for generations to come.

At this moment, love and hate are intertwined, surging into my heart like a surging tide.

He looked at Deng Shentong's cold face, and suddenly laughed sadly, "You are beautiful even like this."

He tried hard to raise his chained hands, as if wanting to give his lover a gentle farewell hug before he died.

However, the next moment, Zhang Yi's eyes were like a poisonous snake, staring at him straight with sticky desire and greed, as if they could entangle his soul.

He grinned, laughing even crazier. "In this life, the next life, or all my lives, I will never let you go! Deng Shentong!"

Deng Shentong's eyelashes trembled slightly, as if hesitating about something, but he soon made a decision.

He bent down slightly, his long silver hair falling softly on his shoulders, as if he wanted to respond to Zhang Yi's hug.

Zhang Yi looked at the beautiful face that was getting closer and closer, and the cool fragrance filled his nose. His pupils shrank slightly and he subconsciously widened his eyes.

The next second, Deng Shentong tightly grasped the syringe in his hand and stabbed it towards Zhang Yi's neck without mercy.

The needle tip instantly pierced the skin on Zhang Yi's neck and penetrated deeply into it.

As the needle tip pierced into Zhang Yi's blood vessels, the medicine rushed into his blood vessels like a surging tide.

"Uh!"

Zhang Yi groaned in pain, and he felt as if his body was about to explode. The drug seemed to surge through his blood, rushing to every part of his body like magma.

His skin became hot, his veins bulged, and his whole body curled up like a cooked shrimp.

Zhang Yi wanted to struggle, but his hands and feet were locked tightly with iron chains and he could not move. He could only grit his teeth and endure the burning pain.

At this moment, the supernatural power in his body was stimulated by the effect of the medicine and surged like a tide.

No, hadn't he been injected with Compound No. 3? How could he still feel the supernatural power?!

At the critical moment of life and death, Zhang Yi had no time to think. A dark light surged in his left eye, and an extremely powerful force suddenly vibrated violently with him as the center. Not to mention the iron chains, the entire iron bed that trapped him was shattered in an instant.

As the chain broke, Zhang Yi's body suddenly bounced up from the bed and then fell heavily to the ground.

His sudden outburst caused a storm in the laboratory. Countless pieces of broken paper flew around, blocking the view. Deng Shentong activated the blessing of the holy body at the moment of the explosion, but was still forced to step back. Standing in the smoke and dust, a trace of blood slowly seeped from the corner of his mouth.

Zhang Yi's body was still burning hot, and the supernatural power was raging in his body, causing him unbearable pain.

He looked back at Deng Shentong, who was wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth and looking at him coldly.

Zhang Yi's heart tightened, and he subconsciously felt that if he didn't leave here as soon as possible, he would be dead.

He endured the pain, climbed up, and instantly opened a space door. At this moment, his entire left eye turned black, emitting a strange light that made people dare not look directly at it.

Without thinking too much, Zhang Yi quickly entered the dark door and followed his instinct to travel through space and leave the laboratory.

Coming out of the space, what came into view was an endless snowfield. A blizzard was raging and howling. He was not wearing any cold-proof clothes, and he shivered violently. He quickly took out the cold-proof clothes from the space and put them on.

Zhang Yi subconsciously looked back and saw the towering walls of Blizzard City behind him. The towering walls that reached into the clouds made people feel awe-inspiring.

In order to meet Deng Shentong, he went through untold hardships and finally returned to this place, but now he was fleeing in a panic like a stray dog.

His eyes fell on the city wall and found that there seemed to be a figure standing there.

Due to the great distance, he could not see the man's face clearly, but he could vaguely see his flowing hair and the six wings spread out behind him.

"It's Deng Shentong!"

Zhang Yi's heart trembled. He didn't expect the other party to be so fast and had already caught up here. A surge of fear surged in his heart, and he quickly turned his head and ran wildly towards the depths of the snowfield.

However, he didn't know that Deng Shentong on the city wall had no intention of catching up immediately.

The biting cold wind whistled past, blowing up Deng Shentong's long silver hair.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at the small black dot that was gradually disappearing in the white. The corners of his mouth raised slightly, revealing a gentle smile.

It's like quietly watching a loved one leave.

……

Zhang Yi stumbled and ran on the snowy plain, one foot deep and one foot shallow, and he fell countless times. His black hair was covered with snowflakes, and he looked like a wild animal rolling in the snow, in a miserable state.

The restless power gradually calmed down, the pain gradually subsided, and he immediately used space teleportation to arrive at the door of the former shelter.

Zhang Yi input a series of passwords and walked into the house. A cloud of dust blew in his face. It seemed as if no one had lived here for a long time.

However, there was no problem with the heating system. After the power was turned on, it started to work efficiently.

Zhang Yi was not surprised that there was no one in the shelter. His former "family members" should be staying in the safe house in Yuelu Community at this moment, but they probably would not remember him.

Not everyone is an accident like Deng Shentong.

Zhang Yi turned on all the facilities in the shelter, sat in the gradually warming room, took a long breath, and took out hot water from the space and filled it up.

He was back here again, in his own territory.

He thought he should be thankful for surviving the disaster, but after the adrenaline gradually subsided, his heart suddenly felt empty and even a little scared.

It was as if, although he was alive at this moment, he could not feel his heart beating strongly in his chest.

The moment he left Blizzard City, his heart seemed to fall there as well.

When he came here, he had nothing, but his heart was full of passion. Now he has the spatial ability and powerful strength to survive, but it seems like he has gained nothing.

Zhang Yi covered his face in pain, sat on the sofa and lowered his head.

How could he have forgotten this?

No matter whether Deng Shentong is good or bad, no matter whether he loves him or not, he can't live without Deng Shentong.

He lived for Deng Shentong.