Chapter 263: Dead

Yang Wenyao looked at Lang Yuan, looked fixedly, and did not speak. The ink www.biquge.info the pen "Fun" came over with an evil smile, "Do you think, is this your sister now, or is it your sister before?" ”

Lang Yuan raised his head suddenly, looking at the ink with his eyes full of consternation, why did he ask like this, although Lang Xi has some problems with his IQ now, but for Lang Yuan, no matter what Lang Xi becomes, it is his sister. Of course, Lang Yuan will not admit that he is a little happy in his heart. Compared to the sister who only commanded him before, isn't this sister better now? At least, these clear eyes are what he likes.

"No matter what my sister becomes, it's my sister." The voice was firm, and he had never doubted anything about Lang Xi. Even after the operation, Langxi's mood changed greatly, and then he was taken into the mansion by the Yang family to take care of him. He never suspected anything, only when he was too busy and his sister was emotional, he would have all kinds of unusual behaviors.

"Even if there are two different souls living in this body?" Hooking his lips, he seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and Lang Yuan put too much pressure, and sweat was rolling on his forehead, as if he couldn't understand what the ink said. Why is it that when the words are separated and what he can understand, when they are put together, he cannot understand them?

Lang Yuan subconsciously looked at Lang Xi, but found that she seemed to have signs of awakening when she was originally unconscious, her trembling eyes trembled a few times, and then she calmed down again. The scars on his face are really not beautiful, and Lang Yuan looked at it carefully, as if to escape Ink's question.

If there are two souls in a body, then which one is his sister, some are reluctant to know the answer, and Lang Yuan, who is kneeling on the ground, covers his head with his hands, and he doesn't know what to do next.

Once again, the scene fell silent. Yang Wenyao looked at Lang Yuan, her face was dark and uncertain, and she couldn't see her emotions.

The training of the Yang family still has a certain effect, even if he suspects that his sister is a dual personality, Lang Yuan still quickly calmed down and knelt straight in front of Yang Wenyao. The firmness in his eyes was revealed again, no matter what, this was his sister, even if it was a dual personality, it was just because his family didn't take care of it.

"If I guessed correctly, it should be an alien soul who is sleeping now, tsk, Xiao Yaoyao, look at these people now, I was kind enough to explain it to him, and he looked at me with such fierce eyes, I was so afraid." It was about an appreciation of Lang Yuan's temperament, and the ink actually teased him, cocking his orchid fingers, and slamming it on Yang Wenyao's shoulder.

Helplessly looking at the ink that couldn't be pushed away, Yang Wenyao kept paying attention to Lang Yuan, and sure enough, she was a person who didn't know anyone. This man is simply stupid. Quietly asking Ink if he knew where the foreign soul came from, Yang Wenyao was really a little curious. I just don't know if the ink knows that era.

"In the Middle Ages, when Western medicine, that is, extracts, or chemical drugs were used more for information, and Chinese medicine was mostly regarded as a liar at that time. I just don't know why this thing is so clear to Chinese medicine. Looking at Langxi lying on the ground with doubts, the ink was a little puzzled. Ink used techniques to see some in Langxi's dream.

But he can't see all of it, and a small part of the information is enough ink to answer Yang Wenyao's question.

Listening to the words of the ink, Yang Wenyao's eyes were a little strange, and he didn't say a word about the ink turning Langxi's foreign soul into a thing. Lang Yuan listened to the words of the ink, his face was a little pale, but he didn't speak, just knelt down silently in front of Yang Wenyao. He knew that this was his unkindness, but he was even more reluctant to lose his sister.

Sure enough, my sister is the most annoying thing. Yang Wenyao silently shouted in her heart, she knew that her sister was like this, she shouldn't have shown compassion in the first place, and brought Langxi back to Yang's house to raise.

Turning his head to discuss with Yang Wenyao, how to deal with the two brothers and sisters, Yang Wenyu, who had a black face in the ink, somehow played with his heart, simply hugged Yang Wenyao and didn't let go, and looked at Yang Wenyu who was glaring at him with satisfaction and wanted to kill him with his eyes, this kid is a little interesting.

Coupled with the rolling words, the atmosphere before the four of them instantly became relaxed, as if the previous episode did not exist.

Seeing this situation, Lang Yuan didn't have much to say, so he had to bend down to see how his sister was doing. But I didn't want to see Langxi, whose eyes were originally closed, and at the moment he was fighting for the bottom of his big eyes, which was actually greedy. At this point, what else does she want?

Lang Yuan followed Lang Xi's gaze, but found that the other party was actually looking at Yang Wenyao, and he had some bad premonitions in his heart.

Yang Wenyao was talking, but she found that there was a chill behind her, and she hurriedly turned around, but before she could move, she felt a tear from her soul. This is......

Lang Yuan reacted quickly this time, and suddenly pulled his sister back from behind, and then looked at Yang Wenyao and found that she was bluant. Sure enough, it angered Miss Yang.

"Langxi, what are you doing?" While tugging, he shouted loudly. found that even if he exerted the strength of his whole body, he couldn't pull Langxi away. Without thinking about it, he turned to the middle of the two......

With Lang Yuan's action, Yang Wenyao also woke up from the tearing of her soul, and a trace of fear flashed in her eyes when she looked at the ink, this feeling would definitely not be wrong, and frowned, what the hell is this, even in her previous life, Yang Wenyao has never heard of something that can suck the soul.

With a wave of ink, Langxi's body was thrown more than ten meters away. The strength is not great, and it is not as heavy as the kick before rolling.

Lang Xi flew out, but Yang Wenyao found that Lang Yuan was blocking her with open arms like the mother who was protecting the cubs, and there was no movement when she saw such a situation. At the first thought, Yang Wenyao was shocked, and she was no longer breathing.

Long Yuan is dead......

The fire has not yet burned to the planters, and they are as if they are watching a big show, but they are quiet. The front and back formed a circle, and Yang Wenyao and them were in the middle.

Yang Wenyao didn't expect that Lang Yuan would die like this. Eaten souls...... turned her head to look at Langxi, who was ten meters away, but found that she seemed to have eaten some kind of elixir, and the injuries on her body and the marks on her face began to recover slowly. Soon it was unscathed.

The strange phenomenon makes the smile on the corner of the ink mouth brighter. But he didn't do it.

"Xiao Yaoyao, this is a powerful thing. You may need to do it yourself, though. I...... It's no match for her. He was already on Yang Wenyao, speaking at this time, facing Yang Wenyao's ears, and lingering like an intimate sympathizer. (To be continued.) )