"That's not sure. We are illusory. After leaving the place where we can stay, I don't know when it will disperse, but it will disperse... that's for sure..."

"Then what you mean is... how many spirits have taken my body... as a container and lived in it?"

"Can you say that..."

Zhang Xiaolang felt terrible when he thought about it. When did such things live on him?

In his opinion, this is like a parasite.

The most important thing is that Zhang Xiaolang himself and the spirit in his body do not know the other party’s existence!

This is so fun!

Zhang Xiaolang remembered that after he woke up, Tang Qi said that he was crazy and exuded his amazing strength to shock Tuoba Tianxi. At that time, Zhang Xiaolang didn't know these things.

Now it seems that my explosion at that time was a problem with the spirit in my body?

But Zhang Xiaolang had never heard of any spirits in his body before!

"Okay, little kid, since you have me now, then... you shouldn't leave me behind. Do you know how powerful I am, right?"

Zhang Xiaolang shook his head: "Sorry, I have never heard you brag about how powerful you are..."

"I, I, I... I really want to slap you... but I don't have my hands... Otherwise, you will die ugly... Didn't I tell you, Zhang Lang is invincible, why? It's because of me and Axin... We are a peerless sword. Whoever can have us is equivalent to having the ability to cut off everything..."

"Then what's the point of following me?"

"I don't know, but since we call him Zhu Xin, of course we want to... Zhu Xin's heart!"

Zhang Xiaolang was shocked: "What's the point of killing my heart..."

"Maybe it didn't before, but now you don't belong to you alone. I think... her purpose should be to let me help you suppress them when you can't control them?"

"Who is she...?"

"You guess yourself..." Azhu seemed to be tired and said, "Little kid, I'm going to have another sleep. Anyway, if you dare to throw me one, try it. If I wake up and you throw me away, I will definitely find you and... fuck you to death!"

When Zhang Xiaolang heard Azhu's threat, he felt his hair undone.

He swallowed, this "iron sword" that could speak might really have that ability!

Zhang Xiaolang hurriedly stretched out a hand and grabbed the hilt of the sword: "Okay, okay, I don't have weapons... I don't have weapons..."

"Do you dislike me very much? I think I look ugly?" A Zhu said dissatisfied.

Zhang Xiaolang looked at the sword body. Although the iron sword still had some luster now, to be honest, it was really ugly, not like a weapon that could be used.

"I definitely don't dislike it... I think it's practical..." Zhang Xiaolang said hurriedly.

"Well, this is almost the same... By the way, don't leave this place first, and don't think about running away secretly with the black flag little ghost. Wait for me to sleep for a few more days, I will tell you what you should do next... You just need to follow my instructions, and I guarantee you will have a bright future..."

"You actually... still know the black flag?"

"Now I have all the information in your mind... Little kid, at least I have slept with you for a few days... Ahem, no, I am a sword, don't think wrong... You are my master, I will definitely not harm you, don't worry, and I will do my best to protect you, what else can I do and what abilities I have, you will slowly show up in the future. I will tell you now, you will definitely be lazy, so I want to keep it, not tell you... What you just need to know now is that I am a very powerful sword, an invincible sword... Do you understand?"

Zhang Xiaolang didn't know whether he understood it or not, so he nodded.

"Little kid, go wash your pants, I'll go to sleep first..." Zhu Xinjian suddenly flashed.

The luster that originally carries on the sword suddenly becomes dim after this flash.

Zhang Xiaolang felt that Azhu even knew such a secret, and he had no privacy in front of Azhu!

Zhang Xiaolang's face became a little hot, and he still held the Sword of Zhuxin in his hand in disbelief.

Everything just now was really like an illusion.

If it weren't for listening to Azhu's words for so long, Zhang Xiaolang would have thought he was in a dream.

Iron Sword can actually speak, who will believe it if you say it?

"Hey... By the way, Azhu, wake up, wake up... Where is your sister, don't you care about your sister anymore?" Zhang Xiaolang reached out and patted the sword.

This Azhu was very strange. He had said before that his sister was missing, but later she seemed to have completely forgotten the spirit named Axin, and never mentioned it again...

But although Zhang Xiaolang slapped a few times, A Zhu did not respond.

Zhang Xiaolang sighed, not knowing how to awaken Azhu.

But what he can be sure of is that as long as he owns this sword, he will not be so lonely even if he is alone. At least... he can still talk to him and brag!

Moreover, Azhu's tone made Zhang Xiaolang feel very comfortable, it was like a playful girl standing in front of him and chatting endlessly. Azhu was very naughty and talked a lot. Zhang Xiaolang thought that she must have been a very cute little girl during her lifetime.

How can Azhu like this make people disgusted?

Zhang Xiaolang also accepted the fact that Zhu Xinjian wanted to stay by his side.

But Zhang Xiaolang still couldn't calm down. Why?

Azhu told himself very solemnly that she would instruct him what to do next.

In other words...what should I do next? Have you arranged it long ago?

And who is the "her" mentioned by Azhu?

It is definitely not a paper knife, because when the paper knife is with me, this iron sword has never appeared. The iron sword is only available after I fall into a coma.

Paper Knife also said that someone wanted to give this sword to him, so it should be the "her" that Azhu said, right?

But who is this "she"?

Why arrange for yourself to do something? What to do?

Zhang Xiaolang couldn't figure it out, he just felt that he had fallen into someone else's trap, as if his future affairs had been arranged.

This feeling is very bad, and Zhang Xiaolang doesn't like the feeling of being controlled by others.

But in addition to this discomfort, Zhang Xiaolang was more curious.

"Forget it, take one step at that time... Who knows what will happen tomorrow?" Zhang Xiaolang thought so, put down the sword of Zhuxin and got out of bed.

The most urgent thing now is to find a pair of clean pants!
Chapter completed!