In my sleep, I saw Lang Zixuan standing in front of me with a smile on her face, telling him word for word, "Huo kid, I have given my body to you. You are not allowed to peek, let alone sneak.
Take good care of it for me. One day, I will want it back..."
Lang Shuoyang asked quickly, "You...where are you now? Are you okay?"
"My... soul left my body, that is, I died. Before I left, I pulled your soul into my body. In this way, only one of us will die, so let me die! Your body is already rotten. Miffel
I have become a demon. I wonder if I will regain my sanity. I am a soul now, where can I be? All living beings in the six realms will go to the underworld after death, and I am no exception..."
"Underworld... you wait for me, I will save you..."
"No need, everything is destined in the end, you just do your own thing...ah, the ghosts are coming to catch me, help me..." Lang Zixuan shouted one after another, and Lang Shuoyang broke out in a cold sweat, suddenly from
Awakened from dream.
Lang Shuoyang smiled bitterly, and couldn't help but laugh when he thought about what Lang Zixuan told him. It should be just a dream, and she couldn't really die because of the dream.
But when I thought about it, if Lang Zixuan's soul really went to the underworld, how could I save her? But then he smiled bitterly and said, I can't save myself now, but how can I help her?
But at this time, Lang Shuoyang really vaguely heard someone shouting for help.
He smiled bitterly and shook his head, "The cry for help in my dream actually followed me."
But slowly, he realized that this was probably not a dream, because there was indeed a shouting coming into his ears.
Lang Shuoyang stood up holding the bronze dagger. Since there was a voice shouting for help, it meant that someone was there.
When Lang Shuoyang heard the cry for help, he screamed fiercely at first, but then it stopped abruptly.
It sounds like that was forcibly prohibited, and the person calling for help should have been a girl.
I wanted to rush over to see what was going on, but then I thought, don't worry about it. I thought that when I came here, I was an outsider and was not familiar with the situation here. What's more important is that now that I feel weak, I am originally myself.
There is no guarantee that with a girl's body, except for a dagger, there is nothing else that can be used to build courage.
But sometimes people are unlucky and can't hide. Just when they are about to escape from this ghost place, they suddenly hear the footsteps of a large group of people running over quickly.
"Fuck!" Lang Shuoyang turned around and wanted to run in the opposite direction.
As a result, before I could run a few steps, I heard a shout from behind, "Brother, there's another one ahead!"
"Get her!"
Lang Shuoyang heard footsteps coming from behind, and it was obvious that someone was chasing him.
After running not far, I suddenly felt a little depressed. My legs were as heavy as lead. Why was I so unlucky? A series of things made me exhausted, and I was already dead. Sister Meng Zixuan came to her rescue and gave her body to her.
I managed to survive the catastrophe, but in the end I couldn't escape the fate of being chased. Why was it like this? Lang Shuoyang suddenly decided that if I wanted to die, I would die happily.
He stopped running, turned around suddenly, and rushed back with a bronze dagger in his hand.
Lang Shuoyang saw about twenty or thirty meters behind him, chasing a dozen people, all wearing modern clothes and trousers, but the style was very rustic. Each of them was dancing with a wooden stick in their hand, shouting and drinking.
.If this were normal, it would take less than two minutes to reach these people, but now I don’t know how long it can last!
It is estimated that this group of people did not expect that Lang Shuoyang would dare to turn around, and they were caught off guard by him.
Lang Shuoyang swung the dagger, and the other parties moved out of the way. Soon, Lang Shuoyang saw two of them grabbing a girl behind him.
Lang Shuoyang thought, no matter whether he can beat them or not, he must save people first! Lang Shuoyang rushed towards the two people. Seeing his fierceness, the two people quickly let go of the girl and hit him with a stick.
Although Lang Shuoyang doesn't have much power now, he still has fighting skills.
The sticks of the two men were directly cut off by Lang Shuoyang's bronze dagger.
However, after becoming Lang Zixuan, Lang Shuoyang's sensory abilities and strength speed were much different. He only focused on the two people in front of him, without paying any attention to the group of people behind him, who had already caught up with him.
Lang Shuoyang felt his back being hit by several wooden sticks at the same time. His body was sent flying, and he fell directly to the girl who was caught. The girl screamed in fright.
Lang Shuoyang ignored the pain and saw that the girl was not tied up. Maybe the group did not expect that someone would come to rescue her.
Lang Shuoyang got up and grabbed the girl's hand, got up and ran away.
The group was stunned for a moment, then reacted quickly and yelled loudly, "Damn it, if you dare to come to save someone, come after me."
The girl ran too slowly. Not long after she ran, she was caught up by the people behind her.
The girl shouted with a crying voice, "Sister, leave me alone and run away. If they catch me, they probably won't catch you."
Lang Shuoyang was very enthusiastic when he was called sister. He felt that the girl was just like his own sister. Just for the name of sister, he would have fought so hard. He took a look at the girl. She was very delicate and had jet black hair.
His eyes are big, but the muscles on his face are very tight because of fear. He has also cried and his eyes are filled with tears, which makes him look particularly lovable.
Lang Shuoyang called the girl, "Girl, run quickly, run forward, and no matter what happens, don't look back."
As he said that, he threw the girl away, turned around, and rushed back again.
This time he was even more determined than last time. Lang Shuoyang was determined to save the girl and turned back with the determination to die. He might not have been able to escape in the first place, but if he could save someone, it would be worth it.
Lang Shuoyang wielded the bronze dagger and struck fiercely.
Although the opponent has a numerical advantage, most of them are bluffing. Secondly, the wooden sticks in their hands are not strong enough to deal with the sharp bronze daggers. In addition, although Lang Zixuan's physical fitness is not as good as Lang Shuoyang, he is not a coward.
Lang Shuoyang's skills were experienced in many battles, and he cut down seven or eight people in one rush.
Lang Shuoyang's body was already spattered with blood, and his head and body had been hit several times with wooden sticks. He still gritted his teeth and tried hard to stay awake and not fall down, but he looked particularly terrifying.
Of the dozen or so people on the other side, only six or seven were left, holding wooden sticks and retreating step by step under Lang Shuoyang's coercion.
In the middle of the six or seven people, there was a man who was dressed a little more gorgeously. Everyone was surrounding him. It seemed that he should be the boss in the other party's mouth.
Seeing Lang Shuoyang pressing forward step by step, the boss shouted, "You stinky girl, you dare to kill our people, are you tired of living?"