"Thank you, Senior Yuan Cang, for showing mercy."
Hearing this address, Yan Liang was moved and quickly sent a message to reply, but his hands did not stop.
He didn't know why the other party behaved like this, and it was not convenient to ask at this time, thinking in case the other party recognized the wrong person.
However, as soon as I thought of this, the voice of Yuancang Ghost King sounded in my mind again, "Send hello to Fengdu Underworld Emperor for me."
As soon as these words came out, his heart suddenly stirred up a thousand waves. It turned out that Senior Yuan Cang already knew his true identity.
Only then did he suddenly remember the ghost king summoned from the wild tribe, and said to himself: "No wonder the black air entering his body felt familiar. It turned out to be him that day."
Recalling that the power of the sword suddenly weakened, it was probably at that time that he saw through his identity.
At the same time, I also secretly warned myself not to be careless at any time, because you simply don’t know what special abilities other people have.
"It turns out that senior has seen through my identity, no wonder he showed mercy."
"The Underworld Emperor was once kind to me, but this time it was just a favor. It's just that you have offended the most talented person in the Shanhai family. I think she will not give up easily."
Hearing this, Yan Liang thought of Tianyun of the Shanhai family who had been humiliated by him, and hurriedly replied: "Thank you, senior, for reminding me. I will definitely keep this kindness in mind."
"The next step is for the little friends to complete the show."
Yanliang swept across a dozen bodies that had gathered together, shattered the last sword energy in front of him with one punch, and then collapsed weakly.
Fortunately, he was not unconscious and recovered his body in time, and was hugged by the Rakshasa girl.
The Rakshasa girl hurriedly took out the spiritual liquid and fed it into his mouth. Then she glared into the air and said loudly: "Senior, please keep your promise and let us leave."
\"I am true to my word, no one in this city will take action against you again.\"
"Master, Xue'er will take you away now."
The Rakshasa girl wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, carried him on her back, and started running the technique with all her strength.
As spiritual power surged, a gust of wind quickly blew by, and their figures disappeared from the spot.
Until they left, a burly humanoid shadow slowly formed in the sky.
This phantom has two horns on its head and a pair of eyes as black as ink above its nostrils.
Looking at their leaving figures from a distance, he said: "You are able to come here alive, is it because of your superficial strength? Even if I try my best, I won't be able to stop you, and she must have returned. The weather is about to change, so I have to think carefully..."
After saying that, his figure slowly merged into the void.
Then countless people and ghosts in the city disappeared one after another.
...
The city gate.
Yanliang looked at the gray barrier in front of him and stepped out in one step.
Suddenly, an invisible force swept across his body.
Before he could react, the soul jade in his chest heated up slightly, and the invisible power disappeared.
He couldn't help but frown and said to himself: "This is similar to the barrier out of the Sea of Annihilation. The two should be related."
Putting away his thoughts, he found that he was in a fog.
"This can be considered as truly stepping into the underworld, but how can there be fog here?"
With doubts in his heart, he made a thought, dispersed his mental power, and began to examine the surroundings carefully.
However, the power of mind can only maintain an effective distance of a few feet around the body. Beyond this distance, it will be distorted.
After a moment, he shook his head with a wry smile and said to himself: "The level of soul power I can use is too low after all."
Sensing Yan Liang's expression, the Rakshasa girl hurriedly pressed her body close to her and said, "Master, did you find something wrong?"
Yanliang looked at the fog around him and said softly: "The fog here is very weird. You must follow me closely, otherwise you will get lost in it."
"Hmm~"
The Rakshasa girl responded obediently, then hurriedly hugged Yan Liang's arm, pressed her plump breasts tightly against him, and said softly: "Master, don't worry, Xue'er will never let go."
Then Yanliang chose a direction based on his intuition and walked for a full hour. The fog suddenly faded and his telepathy returned to normal.
Only then did he realize that the two of them were in a mountain wilderness.
The sky was slightly bright, and there were sparse vegetation all around.
A gust of wind blew by, and I felt a stronger spiritual energy.
The Rakshasa girl unconsciously took a few deep breaths and looked at the slightly bright sky in front of her, feeling that the air was sweet.
Some raised their hands high and shouted excitedly: "I'm finally out..."
But as soon as he said the words, he realized the problem, "Oh no, I forgot about it!"
She hurriedly restrained herself, looked at Yan Liang, and said softly: "Master, Xue'er has been suppressed for too long and temporarily forgot that this, this is Xue'er's nature."
As she spoke, she kept twisting her waist, and her tall and huge breasts kept shaking and rubbing against his body.
Yanliang couldn't help but feel a rush of heat in his body. He whispered "Fairy" secretly, then took a deep breath to suppress his surging emotions.
Recalling what happened in the city, he cleared his throat and said: "Now we are not enough and can't show our true colors to others. Please remember to restrain yourself later."
"Huh? Which one?"
The Rakshasa girl quickly looked into her master's eyes and saw that he was staring closely at her, so she followed his gaze to her chest.
Then she raised the corner of her mouth, puffed up her chest, then retracted it, and asked, "Could they still recognize me through this?"
"It's really possible, yours is too bad..."
Yanliang showed an evil smile, and then started to use the body-training technique to restore the surface skin.
He had done this on purpose before, thinking that no one would recognize him this way, but he didn't expect that he would still be recognized by Yuancang Ghost King.
As her skin grew rapidly, the Rakshasa girl unconsciously opened her mouth wide, and the light in her eyes kept flickering.
Looking at the handsome man in front of him, he gradually lost his mind like a nymphomaniac.
Yanliang suddenly felt waves of heat on his face, and smelled a faint body fragrance.
He hurriedly opened his eyes, but was startled by what he saw.
Just because of the extremely exaggerated expression of the Rakshasa girl, as well as the face and body of the opponent who was about to get close to her.
He shook his head, smiled slightly, then gently pushed the Rakshasa girl away and said, "Stop pretending, you are exaggerating."
The Rakshasa girl held her tongue and said a little shyly: "Xue'er is not pretending, it's really because the master is so handsome that Xue'er can't help herself."
Yanliang smiled and said nothing, closed his eyes again, and used the phaseless disguise technique, imagining the appearance he wanted to change in his mind.
In a burst of clicking sounds, his frame began to slowly shrink, his muscles squirmed quickly in coordination, and his body shape and face continued to change accordingly.
