Yang Rongrong couldn't help but think that if she were Linyuan, she would definitely go crazy after experiencing those tortures. Linyuan could only forget the past and still maintain his sanity. It was already very strong. Linyuan noticed the change in Yang Rongrong's eyes and immediately leaned over, deliberately asking in a flirty and ambiguous tone. "Are you feeling bad for me?" Without waiting for Yang Rongrong to answer, he pulled her into his arms and hugged her tightly, sighing exaggeratedly. "If you feel sorry for me, please use your body to warm me!" Yang Rongrong: "..." The little pity that appeared just now disappeared in an instant. She raised her right leg and slammed her knee into the vital part of his lower abdomen. Linyuan reacted very quickly and immediately let go of her and retreated to avoid the fatal blow. He opened his eyes in disbelief: "You actually want me to cut off my descendants?!"

Yang Rongrong adjusted her clothes slowly and sneered from her nose. "Oh, this is the price of using hands and feet." She was so confused just now that she actually felt sorry for this snake spirit. Linyuan felt aggrieved: "It's so heartless." Yang Rongrong stopped paying attention to him. She performed a magic trick, and the phantom formation was removed, leaving only a small formation disk on the ground. As for Yingji, she was nowhere to be seen. Linyuan couldn't help but ask: "Did you kill her?" Although he didn't mention her by name, Yang Rongrong knew who he was asking. She casually put the array disk into her sleeve and said calmly. "You don't have to understand it that way." In fact, after Yingji completely integrated into the illusion formation, she had become a part of the illusion. No matter her soul or body, she could no longer escape from the illusion formation. In a universal sense, this was nothing like death. the difference. Yang Rongrong put away the futon on the ground and said to Linyuan, "Let's go." Linyuan followed her outside and casually removed the restrictions outside the mountain temple. He asked: "Where to go next?" Yang Rongrong opened her lips and spit out the answer she had prepared. "Shanlan City, Yan Family." They learned about the characteristics of the demon species from Yingji. The demon species likes hatred and despair, and all negative emotions can excite it, so Yingji will use all means to design and murder Yan Linyuan. She wanted Yan Linyuan to lose his family ties, future, and faith. She wanted to make him irrecoverable and put him in despair. On the other hand, as long as Yang Rongrong can protect Yan Linyuan, give him hope, and prevent him from developing too many negative emotions, the demon species will not be able to awaken in his body.

In this way, Yang Rongrong can be regarded as changing Yan Linyuan's fate. The two of them rushed to Shanlan City as quickly as possible. This place is surrounded by mountains and rivers and has beautiful scenery. It is a good place to live. The city walls are towering and a team of monks are stationed at the entrance. People preparing to enter the city lined up and were inspected one by one. Yan Hemei has already established a rule that foreigners are strictly prohibited from entering Shanlan City. All people entering the city must be inspected first to make sure they are human before they are allowed to enter. If they are found to be demons, they will be killed on the spot. Knowing this rule, Yang Rongrong couldn't help but look at Linyuan. Linyuan had already changed his appearance with the help of transfiguration. At this time, he looked like an ordinary male cultivator, but this could not change the fact that he was a demon cultivator. Once he was discovered, he would definitely be punished by the entire Yan family. siege. Faced with Yang Rongrong's worries, Linyuan smiled slightly: "Don't worry." The two stood at the back of the team. When it was their turn, a monk first looked Yang Rongrong and Linyuan up and down, and then He took out a polished spiritual stone and placed it in front of the two of them. "Put your hands up." Yang Rongrong did as she was told, stretched out her right hand and gently placed it on the spirit stone. The surface of the spiritual stone glowed with golden light. Seeing this, the monk said without changing his expression: "I am a cultivator in the Golden Core stage. There is nothing abnormal. I am allowed to enter the city." Yang Rongrong stepped aside and it was Linyuan's turn to do the test. She saw Linyuan put his right hand on the spirit stone and held her breath involuntarily, for fear that his identity as a demon cultivator would be discovered. After a moment of silence, the spirit stone gradually glowed with a lavender light. The monk's expression changed slightly. He raised his head and glanced at Linyuan, his tone involuntarily becoming more respectful. "It turns out to be a powerful person from the Taixu period. Welcome to Shanlan City. Please come in." Hearing this, the other monks looked at Linyuan in awe. Now the person with the highest cultivation level in the entire Jiuzhou Continent is Yan Hemei, the head of the Yan family. Yan Hemei is now in the Mahayana stage, and the Taixu stager in front of him is the most powerful person next to the Mahayana stage. In other words, except for Yan Hemei, no one in the entire Shanlan City was a match for this powerful person. Linyuan always had a faint smile on his face. Under the attention of everyone, he entered the city calmly. Just looking at his temperament, he does look like a master. Yang Rongrong breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that his true identity had not been revealed. Most of the people living in the city are monks, but there are also a small number of mortals. Because the Yan family is guarding it, the public security here is very good. Mortals don't have to worry about being bullied by the monks. The monks generally abide by the rules and will not act recklessly. The atmosphere in the city can be said to be quite harmonious. Since you are going to visit, you must not be empty-handed.

Yang Rongrong bought some pastries and fruits on the street, and asked the shop owner about the location of the Yan family. When she walked out of the shop carrying large and small bags, she saw Linyuan standing on the street looking intently not far away. Yang Rongrong looked along his line of sight and saw a group of children playing in front. Those children were probably playing role-playing games. One of them was a thin boy wearing a mask on his face, pretending to be a demon. The other children were beating him with wooden swords and sticks, and they were beating him back with an aggressive tone. call. "Evil demons, we are going to kill you!" The boy wearing the mask could still pretend to resist at first, but because the opponent was so outnumbered, he had no power to resist and was beaten many times. He was still a child after all. He couldn't bear the pain, so he took off his mask, threw it aside, then sat down on the ground and started crying. The cry attracted the adults. A woman came and pulled the little boy up, wiped away his tears, and yelled at the other children: "Don't bully our big family!" Those children did not feel that they had done anything wrong, and they argued with confidence. "We didn't bully him! We were killing demons! He is a demon and he deserves to die!" The little boy who was beaten immediately cried harder and defended himself while crying. "I am not a demon! I am a human! I will never play the role of a demon again!" The woman scolded the children a few more times, then took her children home. The other children found it boring and turned away. Only the mask representing the demons was still lying on the ground, unnoticed.