Yan Linyuan was very injured, and the flesh of the upper body was almost cut. The flesh was blurred. If it was changed to an ordinary mortal, the amount of bleeding alone was enough to live.
Fortunately, he is a monk, and his vitality is very tenacious. You can heal as long as you spend time.
In the process of helping him heal, Yang Songdong thought about taking the magic species out of his body.
Unfortunately it didn't work out.
Linyuan folded his arms and leaned on the door frame, his posture very casual.
He tried to take out the magic species in his eyes and looked at it casually.
"I am a container selected by Shunying. Whether it is the eight characters or the talent of the spiritual root, it is very in line with the magic species. As early as the moment the magic species entered my body, I was integrated with the magic species. Unless you kill me, it is impossible to get the magic species. "
It was obviously a matter of life and death, but he said it in an understatement, as if it had nothing to do with him.
Helpless, Yang Rongrong could only give up the idea of taking out the demon seed.
After a period of careful care, Yan Linyuan's injury gradually healed.
The wounds on my body have healed, but the wounds on my heart have not.
Yang Rongrong was afraid that he would accumulate negative emotions in his heart, so he followed his previous promise and took him to travel around. Although Linyuan was very unhappy, he had no intention of separating from them.
The three of them went to many places, saw many strange people and strange things that they had never seen before, and encountered many injustices along the way.
Encouraged by Yang Rongrong, Yan Linyuan followed his inner wish and took action to deal with the bullies and help the good people who were bullied.
He was appreciated by many people, but he accidentally exposed his whereabouts and provoked the Yan family to pursue him.
In the face of the hatred of relatives and friends in the past, Yan Linyuan was sad, but he was no longer desperate.
Because he is not nothing now, there are Yangdong and another himself around him.
The three of them continued to act chivalrously while evading pursuit.
As Yang Song said, even if he is no longer the people of the Yan family, even if he is with the magic species, he can still choose to make himself a person.
Born is not what he can choose, but he can choose in the future.
He wants to become an upright and brave person, he wants to continue to practice and become stronger, and he wants to use his own way to uphold the path of justice he believes in.
Looking at Yan Linyuan's increasingly bright eyes, Yang Rongrong knew that he was gradually getting rid of the haze left by Shunying, and hope was rekindled in his heart.
With hope, you will not feel despair, and the demon species will have no chance to wake up.
Yang Rongrong felt that her mission was completed.
But the demon species in Linyuan's body is always awake, and his identity as the demon king has never changed.
Originally, Yang Song doubt whether he and Lin Yuan really came to six hundred years ago. In order to get the answer, she did not hesitate to change the fate of Yan Linyuan at the expense.
Now the results come out. Even if the magic species in Yan Linyuan did not wake up, it would not change the fate of Lin Yuan.
This means that the world they live in is not six hundred years ago.
Almost at the same time at this conclusion, Yan Linyuan, who was choosing flowers in front of the street stalls, seemed to feel something. He suddenly looked back at Yang Songde.
Meeting his gaze, Yang Rongrong came back to her senses and asked, "Are there any flowers you like?"
Today is the Flower Goddess Festival. There are flowers everywhere in the city, and most of them are for sale. Anyone who likes them can pay to buy them.
Yan Linyuan originally wanted to buy a bouquet of flowers for Yang Songdi, but just now, he suddenly had a strange feeling, as if there was a voice reminding him faintly that Yang Songe might be leaving.
He immediately became nervous and hurried back to her.
"No, let's go."
After saying that, he was going to hold Yang Rongrong's hand.
Who knew that his hand hadn't encountered Popular velvet, and was grabbed by another big hand.
Linyuan pulled Yang Rongrong to his other side, stared at the young man, and warned: "You are not allowed to touch her."
The young man shot back unconvinced: "What's your relationship with her? Why are you meddling in others' affairs here?!'
Linyuan pointed to the mask on his face and said proudly.
"Did you see it? This is the love token Xiaoxiao gave me. You should know what my relationship is with her without me having to tell you."
The mask on his face is obviously ugly, but he treasures it very much. He carries it in his arms every day and takes it out to show off from time to time.
Yan Linyuan's eyes turned red with jealousy.
He rushed forward to snatch the mask from Linyuan's face.
Linyuan easily dodged his outstretched hand, but at the same time he did not forget to deliberately provoke: "Hey, this is so urgent!"
These two guys started making trouble on the street, and Yang Rongrong was already used to it.
Since the first meeting, these two people are not pleasing to each other. They have to quarrel every day. It is not normal to not quarrel in the day. At the beginning of the period, she will persuade it. Now she is too lazy to spend the tongue. Anyway, they stopped after a while when they got tired of arguing.
At this time, Yang Rongrong felt like an old mother going out with two naughty children, and she was very tired.
But there was a stall owner with no eyesight nearby who joked at her: "Are those your husband-in-law and son? They look like they have a really good relationship!"
Before Yang Rongrong could clarify, Linyuan and Yan Linyuan rushed over and shouted at the stall owner in unison.
"I'm not his father!"
"I'm not his son!"
Exactly the same movements, exactly the same tone of voice.
The stall owner was startled, subconsciously took a step back, and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, I misunderstood."
I thought to myself, it’s okay, why should I be so excited? !
The three of them returned to the inn, noisily.
When night fell, Yang Rongrong sat alone in the bedroom for a while, hesitating again and again, and finally decided to talk to Yan Linyuan.
She has determined that this place is not six hundred years ago. Since she has not traveled through time and space, it means that this place is probably an illusion, and everything she sees should be an illusion.
But whether it was Yan Linyuan, Shunying, or other members of the Yan family, all the people Yang Rongrong met in this fantasy world all had independent self-awareness, and they all had their own way of talking or doing things. Logic is not an ordinary illusion of facial expression.
This level of illusion cannot be fabricated out of thin air. There must be real memories behind the illusion.
Considering Lin Yuan's lost memory, coupled with Yang Rongrong's various experiences after being pulled into the illusion, a guess quietly came to mind.
She knocked on the door of the guest room where Yan Linyuan lived.
After a while, the door was opened, and Yan Linyuan was very happy to see it was her.
"Xiaoxiao, come in quickly."
