fifth form

Chapter 374 Forgetfulness
"It's not right, it's not right!"

"There's something wrong!"

In his villa, Zhang Xuezhou pinched his fingers to perform the spell, worried that he would suddenly go to another body, which made it impossible to perform the spell on Ren Anran.

But Zhang Xuezhou's worry did not come.

Not only did he not get dragged and shuttled by the extraterrestrial demon within 10 minutes of performing the spell, he even continued to perform the spell for nearly 10 minutes.

When most of the mana in his body was lost, it wasn't just Zhang Xuezhou who felt something was wrong, Ren Wuyang also felt something was wrong.

He is very clear about the time of his breakthrough, and the time for Zhang Xuezhou's breakthrough is not long.

A long memory of them is presented, but in reality only a short time.

And it took too long for Ren Anran to seek a breakthrough.

"Is your sister's accumulation enough?" Zhang Xuezhou asked.

"She said it's enough, but I don't know if it's true or not. After all, I can't open her head to take a look." Ren Wuyang frowned.

"You have to be mentally prepared, this kind of thing is not a joke," Zhang Xuezhou warned.

The risk of injecting the secret drug of the Luofu royal family is extremely high. As long as you have experienced that kind of heart-piercing pain, no one wants to experience it a second time.

This is a secret medicine that Zhang Xuezhou didn't even think about.

And under the premise of possessing Jiuzhen Wine, he has even less idea about this secret medicine.

But for Ren Anran and others, this may be the only option to break the spiritual shackles.

"How many times can you unleash the too-halal technique?" Ren Wuyang asked solemnly.

"Eight times!"

The analgesic time of one operation lasts about 2 minutes, and the remaining time is less than 10 minutes.

This requires the two to prepare in advance to avoid possible hidden dangers.

"After I injected the secret medicine, how many times have you released the halal technique on me?" Ren Wuyang asked cautiously.

"twice!"

"What about my dad?"

"once!"

The difference in the number of operations was so great that Ren Wuyang didn't have any thought of justifying.

He looked at Ren Anran whose face was gradually swollen, and the judgment in his heart began to favor the failure of Ren Anran's breakthrough.

This made Ren Wuyang's heart sink to the bottom.

He knew the fate of the losers, but the only difference between Ren Anran and the previous losers was that there was one more person.

This will not cause Ren Anran to go crazy.

But Ren Wuyang couldn't judge the effect of the secret medicine, which filled Ren Anran's mind.

He picked up the scalpel with a heavy face.

"This too-halal technique heals small wounds too quickly, but if I don't use the technique, I'm afraid the old girl will go crazy with pain!"

Starting from cautiously using the scalpel, Ren Wuyang had no choice but to intensify his efforts.

He felt that in the future, any novice practicing medicine could bring a spellcaster who is good at too halal technique, even if there is a surgical error, this technique can be adjusted to a certain extent.

"Brother Wuyang, are you going to cut off your sister's ears?"

Standing by the side performing the spell, Zhang Xuezhou couldn't help but feel terrified, feeling that the pair of brothers and sisters were abnormal.

One sent the elder brother's coffin, and the other buried the younger sister's ear.

The key is that the strength of the two strikes is not light, Ren Anran wants to lock Ren Wuyang in, and Ren Wuyang is really cutting with a knife.

"The medical and aesthetic industry is much more aggressive than me." Ren Wuyang said after slicing the knife, "With your help, at least I am safer."

"This kind of thing is a little bit thrilling!"

Zhang Xuezhou looked at the almost broken ear, and at the continuous outflow of a large amount of white and red mixed liquid, and felt that the secret medicine of the Luofu royal family was too dangerous for ordinary people to accept.

But with Ren Wuyang's extensive surgery, Ren Anran's eyes finally opened after a few minutes.

"Old sister, do you still recognize brother?"

Ren Wuyang stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Ren Anran's eyes.

"Brother? Why did I lie back home? Didn't I go to Sudong City to meet that Song Fengying?" Ren Anran said.

"My sister hasn't recovered, she might still be a little silly now!"

Ren Anran still recognized him, and when Ren Wuyang breathed a sigh of relief, he couldn't help explaining what Ren Anran said.

"As long as there is no problem," Zhang Xuezhou waved his hand.

There are more people monitoring the Zhang family, and Zhang Xuezhou is not bad for the Ren family.

Even the place where he lived was covered with surveillance, and many actions were monitored extremely well.

"Which one are you? Wait, why am I lying on the operating table, why did I bleed so much...Ren Wuyang, did you anesthetize me for medical experiments!"

Ren Anran turned her head and glanced at Zhang Xuezhou, she shook her head, and then looked at the medical bed she was lying on.

Seeing the liquid with a pungent smell from Da Tan again, a red light flashed in Ren Anran's eyes, and he let out a shout.

Zhang Xuezhou felt as if someone had hit his head with a hammer, and the sound of the soaring blue dragon emerged, but as a bright moon rose into the sky in his sea of ​​spiritual consciousness, Zhang Xuezhou quickly withdrew from this influence.

He swayed back and forth again and again, and quickly got out of the door.

In the room, only the angry Ren Anran and the passive defensive Ren Wuyang were left.

"Old girl, don't mess around, listen to my explanation first!"

Ren Wuyang clasped his fists to cover his chest. When Zhang Xuezhou thought it was a defensive gesture in dragon and tiger fighting, he saw Ren Anran propped up the medical bed with both hands, jumped up, and kicked Ren Wuyang six times in the chest. .

There was a dull sound of blows, and Zhang Xuezhou continued to take a few steps back.

Compared with Ren Sheng's peaceful combat, Ren Anran obviously still maintains the coordination of boxing and kick fighting skills.

"Go to hell, Ren Wuyang!"

An angry voice spewed out from Ren Anran's mouth, and after another six kicks, there was an explosive sound, and Ren Wuyang was kicked away.

Just as Zhang Xuezhou ducked sideways from the door, Ren Wuyang flew out of the door and fell directly to the first floor.

Zhang Xuezhou couldn't help shivering when he heard the muffled sound of hitting the glass coffin and Ren Wuyang's cry of pain.

"Don't beat people to death, it's too easy to kill people!"

Thinking of the dragon-tiger fighting technique he encountered, and Ren Wuyang being kicked flying and falling to the first floor at this time, Zhang Xuezhou couldn't help grumbling.

But he quickly shut up.

"Hupper friends!"

Following Ren Anran angrily cursing and kicking out, Zhang Xuezhou also flew away in response.

"He Xiang!"

The power of the gene chain in his body surged, and Zhang Xuezhou staggered to the ground after flying upside down.

"Your sister is crazy!"

Zhang Xuezhou touched the part of his chest where there was severe pain, and Ren Wuyang lay on the coffin and groaned.

"She's not crazy, she's just forgetful." Ren Wuyang said in pain, "Her memory seems to be stuck in three years ago."

"Is it so forgetful?"

Zhang Xuezhou was slightly taken aback.

The amnesia he thinks is different from the amnesia Ren Wuyang said. Ren Anran's amnesia lasts for several years.

"My sister, look at the calendar!"

Seeing Ren Anran jumping down from the second floor and wanting to chase after him, Zhang Xuezhou ran away, while Ren Wuyang yelled to remind Ren Anran.

There was a lot of noise for a while.

"Look at the calendar..."

Ren Wuyang was beaten repeatedly, while Zhang Xuezhou ran away.

He fumbled for a while before successfully unlocking the door.

As soon as he opened the door, an old man in a gray robe suddenly caught his eyes.

"Ren...Ren Aiguo lives...here?"

The gray-robed old man stared at Zhang Xuezhou, and the sharp barbs on his outstretched right hand kept shrinking, turning into a pair of metal gloves again.

His eyes were a little straight, and his speech was not clear.

But Zhang Xuezhou took a deep breath.

If he judged correctly, the old man's sequence level would be very high, and the other party just tried to open the door violently.

With this kind of behavior, the old man in gray robe must have malicious intent.

(End of this chapter)