I'm afraid this is not a schizophrenia?

Xiao Yang couldn't help but feel shocked.

Then he was even more surprised. Just when he was shocked, another sound came out from the strange old man's throat. This sound was low and magnetic, like a strong middle-aged man, "Damn it! Don't both of you guys! You guys don't bother you! You guys are thinking about food and sex every day, and don't think about how to get out from here? Do you still want to be locked in the dungeon all the time?"

The middle-aged man, who split from the strange old man's body, cursed in anger.

Xiao Yang couldn't help but feel chills. What guys are there in this ancient tower when Hongyu found this guy? There was not even a normal person!

But what Xiao Yang expected did not happen. After the low male voice appeared, the voices of the charming woman and the weird old man did not appear again, as if they were overwhelmed by the aura of the middle-aged man, which also made Xiao Yang realize that this middle-aged man dominated these three personalities.

After the middle-aged man's voice was spoken, the strange old man looked at Xiao Yang with his eyes that suddenly came out, making his scalp numb.

"Haha, Xiao Yang, I've been waiting for you!"

The old man's mouth made a sarcastic sound, as if it was coming from the depths of his throat, emitting a bit of cold air.

Are you planning to do it?

Xiao Yang immediately frowned and looked at the strange old man in front of him with vigilance.

But suddenly, the charming woman's voice came out from the mouth of the weird old man, "You really think too much about wanting to make us all disappear!"

Hearing this, three black lines were erected on Xiao Yang's forehead and he thought to himself that this guy doesn't need to do it himself. The three split personality that exists in his body is enough to make this weird old man unable to deal with it himself.

But at this moment, Xiao Yang heard the low voice of the old man in front of him again from the throat of the strange old man.

This time, the middle-aged man was obviously angry, and the sound was almost roaring, resounding throughout the ancient tower, as if as his voice sounded, a thin layer of frost freezes in the air around him, making people shudder.

"I am the master of this body now, and you don't have the right to speak here!"

After hearing this, Xiao Yang frowned immediately, and his eyes flashed with vigilant gazes.

Suddenly the strange old man opened his eyes wide, and his convex eyes were like two copper bells embedded outside. Blood was covered with blood in the whites of his eyes, and a cold light was shining. The corners of his mouth suddenly raised, and the ravines on his skin were even more obvious, "Xiao Yang, you are mine!"

The cold words heard Xiao Yang's ears, and instantly made his body tense up and his hair stood up.

He could feel that the spiritual power fluctuations emitted by this monster old man were far greater than his, and even in his past experience, there were only a handful of people with such level of cultivation.

Xiao Yang couldn't help but sweat arose on his forehead. He swallowed his saliva and stared at the strange old man in front of him with a good look, not daring to let go of any of his actions.

Suddenly the weird old man shouted loudly. Before he could finish his words, he rushed forward with a quick speed that was far from his age. He was like a cheetah on the field, and he was extremely aggressive when he marched.
Chapter completed!