Seeing that Lang Shuoyang looked a little excited, Lang Zirou was a little scared and said weakly: "Why are you so fierce? This is my home. Sister Zixuan will drive you away when she comes back."
Lang Shuoyang was afraid of delaying Lang Zixuan's healing, so he said to her again: "Zirou, right? I tell you, you are already dead. You died when you were sixteen. It was your sister Lang Zixuan who left your soul behind."
In your own body, so you have to accept the reality, go back, don't delay your sister's recovery, if something happens to her, you won't have anywhere to stay."
Lang Zirou still didn't understand: "Sister Zixuan and I each have our own bodies. I am me and she is her. How can we be in the same body?" As he said this, he looked left and right in the mirror and suddenly smiled: "
I'm beautiful again, Sister Zixuan will definitely envy me."
Lang Zishuo had no choice but to take the mirror and said, "Stop looking at me. You are prettier than Sister Zixuan."
Lang Zirou immediately blushed and said with a smile: "Don't let Sister Zixuan hear it, she will be angry."
Lang Shuoyang really had no choice but to suddenly stand up and yell: "If you don't leave, right? If you don't leave, I'm going to molest you!"
As he spoke, he opened his hands and placed them on her towering chest. He stopped two centimeters away and glared at Lang Zirou, who was so frightened that his whole body shrank.
Lang Zirou looked very frightened, and her voice trembled: "Help...help! Zixuan, where are you!"
Suddenly I heard a voice behind me, and a dark shadow flashed. Someone rushed over and hugged Lang Shuoyang. This man was extremely powerful. Lang Shuoyang was caught off guard and was knocked over by her. When she looked up, she turned out to be Yi Nan, who was covered in black ointment.
I saw Yi Nan's eyes glowing red, and without saying a word, he used all his strength to hold Lang Shuoyang down. His whole body was dark, but he bared a mouth of white teeth and came to bite Lang Shuoyang.
It's broken, it must be a fake corpse! Lang Shuoyang pushed Yi Nan away hard, stood up and ran away. Yi Nan ran after him regardless of the fact that he was naked.
After Lang Shuoyang was hit by the black evil spirit and was cured by Lang Zixuan, not only was his strength doubled, but his skills were also stronger than before. He flew up the stairs, and when Yi Nan caught up with him, he flipped over Yi Nan's head with a backflip.
After passing by, it immediately became a situation where Yi Nan was in front and Lang Shuoyang was behind. Lang Shuoyang held the silver needle in his hand, jumped it on her buttocks, and bent his knees three times to stab Yi Nan. Suddenly, Yi Nan's legs and feet failed and she fell over.
Lang Shuoyang saw that the soul-sealing silver needle inserted by Lang Zixuan on Yi Nan's head fell off. He must have touched it when he was covering the blanket. Lang Zishuo quickly pushed it down to its original position. Yi Nan gradually became quiet in Lang Shuoyang's arms.
After coming down, Lang Shuoyang took her back to the Bagua blanket.
Lang Zirou was so frightened that he opened his mouth. When he saw Lang Shuoyang put down the black man and came over again, he quickly curled up his legs and looked at Lang Shuoyang in horror: "What are you going to do?"
Lang Shuoyang said: "As you can see, that girl is a policeman. She is waiting for your sister to cast a spell to save her. If it is too late, it will be too late. Can you let your sister come out first?"
Lang Zirou said: "I'm looking for her too!"
Lang Shuoyang sighed: "You, if you fail to succeed, you will fail!" He turned around and stood up, pacing back and forth in the room, not knowing what tricks he could use to bring Lang Zixuan back.
Seeing that Lang Shuoyang no longer scared her, Lang Zirou gradually relaxed and asked, "Who are you? Are you familiar with my sister?"
"Yes, we have slept on the same bed. Do you think we are familiar with each other?"
Lang Shuoyang answered Lang Zirou angrily, but Lang Zirou didn't think anything of it, and immediately clapped his hands and said, "Then you must be my brother-in-law! Only a couple will sleep on the same kang!"
Lang Shuoyang smiled bitterly: "Don't talk nonsense, your sister will lose her temper if she finds out."
Lang Zirou tilted his head and said: "Well...then you are not my brother-in-law? Then who are you?"
Lang Shuoyang joked: "I am your husband, but you don't remember me!"
Lang Zirou was shocked: "Really? Impossible, I'm still in school, how can I have a husband? Are you lying to me?"
Lang Shuoyang regained his childlike innocence and said, "I'm not lying to you, but you have forgotten. Look, you are already twenty-six years old. How could you have developed so well if you were still sixteen? There is a red mole on your left breast.
There are peony flower tattoos and scars on my back. Don’t you still believe that I am your husband?”
Zirou was a little surprised, a little suspicious, a little shy, and her expression was extremely cute. Lang Shuoyang thought to himself, it would be great if Sister Zixuan looked like this normally.
Zirou got up and went to the bathroom. Even the way she walked was different, a little squirmy and more like a girl.
After a while, Zirou ran out with a shy look on her face and said, "You didn't lie to me. I really have these things on my body, but I don't even remember when I got the tattoo."
Lang Shuoyang was very proud: "Do you believe it this time?"
Zirou suddenly came closer, held Lang Shuoyang's arms with both hands, leaned her little face on his shoulder, and said, "I believe it, it turns out you are really my husband! I didn't expect that I am already so old, but this
What have I done in the past ten years?"
Lang Shuoyang was startled and was about to clarify, but looking at Zirou's gentle eyes and meek look, he held back and took the opportunity to say: "Now that you know, be obedient and answer me whatever I ask you. This way you can
Help you restore your memory.
Zirou nodded obediently and said, "Zixuan is not here, so you have to protect me, otherwise I won't feel safe."
The personalities of these two sisters are so different. One is fierce and fierce to the extreme, while the other is weak and timid to the extreme. One can protect anyone, while the other constantly seeks protection from others.
Lang Shuoyang asked Zirou to sit next to him, but Zirou had to nestle in Lang Shuoyang's arms. Lang Shuoyang had no choice but to sit on the floor, letting Zirou lean on him, and then asked: "Do you still remember what happened before?"
"I don't remember much. I just remember that I met a gangster that day and he wanted to bully me. At this time, Zixuan jumped out to save me and blinded the gangster's eyes with a compass. I don't remember anything from that time on.
It happened. The memory after that is that I sometimes got up at night and took a walk in the room, until I woke up that night and found that I was actually with you and met the female ghost again. I called Zixuan loudly, but
Zixuan didn't come either, but you saved me in the end. And today, you looked so handsome when you subdued the little black man just now!"
Lang Shuoyang was surprised: "Do you only have so many memories?" Lang Shuoyang felt that there seemed to be some discrepancy between what this man said and what Lang Zixuan said, so he asked further.
Zirou nodded: "Well, that's all I remember. I'm sorry, husband, I forgot when I got married to you!"
At this time, Lang Shuoyang suddenly saw green smoke rising from Yi Nan's head, slowly forming a human shape, but it was Yi Nan's soul that had left his body.