Yan Linyuan was seriously injured, almost all the flesh and skin of his upper body were cut, and the flesh and blood were blurred, if he was replaced by an ordinary mortal, this amount of blood alone would be enough to kill people.

Fortunately, he is a monk, and his vitality is very tenacious, and he can still heal as long as he takes time and careful care.

In the process of helping him heal, Yang Rongrong once thought about taking the demon seed out of his body.

Unfortunately, it didn't work out.

Lin Yuan leaned on the door frame with his arms crossed, and his posture was very idle.

He saw Yang Rongrong's attempt to take out the demon seed in his eyes, and said nonchalantly.

"I am the container that Shun Ying selected, whether it is the birth date or the spiritual root talent, it is very compatible with the demon seed. As early as the moment the demon seed entered my body, I had already merged with the demon seed, and it was impossible to obtain the demon seed unless I was killed. ”

It was obviously a major matter related to life and death, but he said it lightly, as if it had nothing to do with him.

No, Yang Rongrong could only give up the idea of taking out the demon seed.

After a period of careful recuperation, Yan Linyuan's injuries gradually healed.

The wounds on his body are healed, but the wounds in his heart are not so healed.

Yang Rongrong was afraid that he would accumulate negative emotions in his heart, so he followed his previous promise and took him around, although Lin Yuan was very unhappy, he had no intention of separating from them.

The three of them went to many places, saw a lot of strange people and strange things that they had never seen before, and encountered a lot of injustices on the way.

With the encouragement of Yang Rongrong, Yan Linyuan followed his heart's wish and took action to solve those evil people who bullied the weak and helped those good people who were oppressed.

He was grateful by many people, but because of this, he accidentally exposed his whereabouts and provoked the Yan family to chase him.

Facing the hatred of his former relatives and friends, Yan Linyuan felt very sad, but he did not despair anymore.

Because he is not without nothing now, he still has Yang Rongrong and another self by his side.

While evading the pursuit, the three of them continued to act chivalrous.

Just like Yang Rongrong said, even if he is no longer a member of the Yan family, even if he has a demon seed, he can still choose what kind of person he becomes.

Birth is not something he can choose, but the future is something he can choose.

He wants to be an upright and brave person, he wants to continue to cultivate and become stronger, and he wants to use his own way to defend what he believes is the path of justice.

Looking at Yan Linyuan's increasingly radiant eyes, Yang Rongrong knew that he had gradually gotten rid of the haze left by Shunying, and hope was rekindled in his heart.

With hope, there will be no despair, and the demon seed will have no chance of awakening.

Yang Rongrong felt that his task was completed.

But the demon seed in Lin Yuan's body has always been awakened, and his identity as a demon venerable has not changed.

Originally, Yang Rongrong doubted whether she and Linyuan really came to six hundred years ago, and in order to get an answer, she did not hesitate to try her best to change Yan Linyuan's fate.

Now that the results are out, even if the demon seed in Yan Linyuan's body does not awaken, it will not change Linyuan's fate in any way.

This means that the world they live in is not 600 years ago.

Almost at the same moment when Yang Rongrong came to this conclusion, Yan Linyuan, who was picking flowers in front of the street stall, seemed to feel something, and he suddenly looked back at Yang Rongrong.

Facing his gaze, Yang Rongrong came back to his senses and asked, "Are there any flowers you like?" ”

Today is the Flower God Festival, and the city is full of flowers, most of which are sold to the outside world, and as long as you like them, you can pay for them.

Yan Linyuan originally wanted to buy a bouquet of flowers to give to Yang Rongrong, but just now, he suddenly had a strange feeling, as if a voice was faintly reminding him that Yang Rongrong might be leaving.

He became nervous and hurried back to her.

"No, let's go."

After speaking, he was going to take Yang Rongrong's hand.

Who knew that before his hand touched the yang velvet, he was preempted by another big hand.

Lin Yuan pulled Yang Rongrong to the other side of him, stared at the young man, and warned, "You are not allowed to touch her." ”

The young man was unconvinced: "What do you have to do with her?" Why are you meddling here?! ‘

Lin Yuan pointed to the mask he was wearing on his face and said triumphantly.

"See? This is a token of love given to me by Xiaoxiao, what is the relationship between me and her, you should know without me saying it. ”

The mask on his face is obviously ugly, but he is very precious, and he has to carry it in his arms every day, and from time to time he has to take it out to show off.

Yan Linyuan's eyes were red with jealousy.

He rushed up to snatch the mask from Lin Yuan's face.

Lin Yuan easily dodged his outstretched hand, and at the same time did not forget to deliberately provoke: "Yo yo, this is a hurry!" ”

These two guys made a fuss on the street, and Yang Rongrong was no stranger to this.

Since the first time they met, these two people have not looked at each other well, they have to quarrel every day, it is not normal not to quarrel for a day, and at the beginning of the period, Yang Rongrong will persuade her, and now she is too lazy to bother, let them quarrel, anyway, they will stop after a while when they are tired of arguing.

At this time, Yang Rongrong felt very tired when the old mother went out with two bear children.

But there was a stall owner next to her who had no eyesight and joked at her: "That's your father-in-law and son, right?" It looks like a good relationship! ”

Without waiting for Yang Rongrong to clarify, Lin Yuan and Yan Linyuan rushed over with an arrow 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 intonation.

The stall owner was taken aback, subconsciously took a step back, and sneered: "I'm sorry, I misunderstood." ”

I thought to myself, isn't it, don't you need to be so excited?!

The three of them returned to the inn in a fight.

When night fell, Yang Rongrong sat alone in the bedroom for a while, hesitated, and finally decided to talk to Yan Linyuan.

She had determined that this was not six hundred years ago, and since she hadn't planeswalked, it meant that it was most likely an illusion, and everything she saw should be.

But whether it is Yan Linyuan or Shun Ying, or the rest of the Yan family, all the people Yang Rongrong knows in this illusion world have independent self-awareness, whether they are talking or doing things, they have their own set of logic, not ordinary illusions of faces.

This level of illusion is not something that can be fabricated out of thin air, and there must be real memories behind it.

Linked to the memory that Lin Yuan lost, coupled with the various encounters after the Yang Velvet was pulled into the illusion, a guess quietly surfaced in his 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 that it was her.

"Xiaoxiao, come in."