After being reborn as an ugly cannon fodder, my appearance stats are off the charts!

Wu Xiang changed her appearance for Yan An, combed her hair, and changed into a dark purple women's dress.

At this moment, Yan An appears to be just an ordinary woman with an unremarkable face.

But Wuxiang still shook his head.

He stared at Yan An, mesmerized, and said, "My lady is simply too beautiful. Even if you were to have an ordinary face, your charm alone would still be breathtaking..."

He ran his hand through Yan An's hair.

Even a single strand of hair is so beautiful it's breathtaking.

It was so beautiful that he felt it was unreal, always afraid that he was touching a once-in-a-lifetime dream that could shatter at any moment, and that he could wake up from it and never be able to return to it again... Just imagining it made him feel a strong sense of suffocation.

"What did you call me?" Yan An glared at him sharply.

"My wife..." Wu Xiang murmured wistfully.

……

Yan An endured Wu Xiang's seemingly skin-hungering condition. The two walked through the tunnel, winding and turning for a while, and he thought they could keep going until they left the city.

The two emerged from a cellar passage in a residential house and onto the street.

Yan An then realized that they were still in Linjiang City.

Wu Xiang had already draped a cloak over Yan An, trying to cover him completely.

They boarded an oxcart along the way; the driver was clearly a man of no form. The oxcart then headed towards the city gate.

Yan An frowned and looked at Wu Xiang with a puzzled expression.

Wu Xiang whispered in Yan An's ear, "Whether you believe it or not, Holy Son, the several exits of the tunnel leading outside the city must have been guarded by E Feng's men... E Feng wants to turn the tables on us, and that's exactly what I'm planning."

The sky had completely darkened, and what was once a bright afternoon now resembled dusk.

There were many people and carriages at the city gate.

There were so many queues trying to leave the city that it felt like there was nowhere to put your feet.

The air grew increasingly stifling until a sudden gust of wind swept in without warning.

Yan An felt the effects of the muscle-relaxing powder were weakening, and his hands and feet began to regain strength.

Beside her, Wu Xiang suddenly said, "Wife, I will push you away in a moment. Remember to run into the city immediately and return to the tunnel. I have arranged for people to meet you there... After all, E Feng and those guarding the exit of the underground passage should be heading towards these three city gates right now."

Wu Xiang had arranged large numbers of people to leave the city in advance at all three gates of the city: the main gate, the water gate dock, and the side gate.

Among these groups, there are bound to be figures disguised as Yan An. It is enough to only make one percent of a resemblance. Most importantly, these people all have the Demon Gu Incense Charm on them... If E Feng tries to find Yan An through this Incense Charm, it will be a futile effort.

A brief silence fell over the crowd from front to back.

Just as a god-like figure in white suddenly descended upon the city wall, an invisible aura of terror spread out, and wherever that terrifying gaze fell, a hellish place was plunged into fear.

Just as E Feng's gaze fell upon Wu Xiang and Yan An.

His gaze sharpened.

In an instant, Wuxiang had blocked Yan An's path.

E Feng's figure disappeared on the spot.

Just then, a whistle blew, and many people jumped out from the surrounding caravan. Each person had someone wearing a veil, a mask, or a cloak by their side, and they rushed out of the city gate as fast as they could.

Wu Xiang pushed Yan An aside and suddenly headed towards the city gate.

For a fleeting second, E Feng genuinely thought that the "woman" in the cloak was just a stand-in used by Wu Xiang to distract him, as the white-clad figure had already moved to block Wu Xiang's path.

But soon, he watched the "woman" flee into the city, and saw a strand of her hair peeking out from under her cloak, fluttering in the wind...

That is Yan'an.

E Feng immediately set off to catch up.

Wuxiang had already launched his attack.

Given E Feng's martial arts prowess, aside from Xie Shihong and Zhong Lijun, it would be a miracle if anyone else could even see his figure, let alone parry his attacks or launch a useful offensive against him.

This person's skill is inferior to mine.

But it's only slightly inferior; at least it can hold one back.

E Feng looked in Yan An's direction, his already sickly face becoming even paler, making his eyes appear especially dark, eerily dark.

Yan An's figure had disappeared.

Why?

Hasn't his attitude been good all this time? He has shown his feelings; he can please him, he is willing to please him, and he can accompany him like a dog if he wants... A dog doesn't have to think about anything; it is happy just to lick its master... Of course, he doesn't think that licking Yan An will make him happy.

But why didn't Yan An hesitate at all when she ran away? Was she really that unwilling to stay by his side?

He would do anything for him except stop killing. Wasn't that enough? If he didn't kill, if he were to treat all these people as "human beings," then a murderous intent suddenly rose in E Feng's eyes—everyone who had seen Yan An from Ling Chunyan until now would die... In the past, he hadn't gone on a killing spree precisely because he had never treated them as human beings.

E Feng looked at Wu Xiang. He had already seen that the technique the other party was using not only had his Heavenly Demon True Technique, but also the shadow of the Embryo Transformation Limitless Shadowless Record!

The first person in the world to cultivate this technique, the Taihua Wuji Wuyinglu, was Zhongli Jun. After that, only a few people in Moling City were qualified to practice this technique.

"Formless!" E Feng's expression was extremely cold. "You have some nerve!"

E Feng pulled a shadow from his memory, a person who should have been dead for more than forty years.

A sinister smile curled at the corner of his mouth: "Should I call you Wuxiang, or Zhongli Xiang?"

……

Yan An ran back all the way, but did not go into the tunnel that Wu Xiang had mentioned.

E Feng was playing along with a plan, and so was Wu Xiang.

But Yan An only wanted to solve the problem of why E Feng was always able to track him down.

Now that the demonic incense has been removed, Yan An has his own way of leaving!

The internal energy has not fully recovered and will take another ten seconds or so.

Yan An looked back but couldn't see anything. He was just secretly surprised that Wu Xiang had managed to hold off E Feng for so long.

Suddenly, a bird carrying fruit in its beak descended from the sky.

Yan An immediately recognized the fruit, which he had specially made, as the one he had previously packed in a brocade pouch and given to Han Tianshuo.

The birds led the way.

Yan An hesitated for a moment, wondering whether she should go find Han Tianshuo.

Time is of the essence; he must escape successfully before E Feng catches up.

Before she had run more than a few steps, Yan An saw Han Tianshuo running out from around the corner.

The rain suddenly started pouring down, and it was a particularly heavy downpour.

The sound was extremely loud and chaotic.

The wind whipped up rain, soaking Yan An completely.

Han Tianshuo hadn't left yet; he was unwilling to leave just like that. Unexpectedly, after staying for a while, he gradually discovered that there were undercurrents in the city. Especially today, he realized in advance that chaos was bound to happen—perhaps this was an opportunity.

Han Tianshuo himself didn't know what this opportunity would be.

Is it to see Yan'an again, or...?

Until this moment...

At first, he didn't recognize the strange "woman" in front of him as Yan An. It wasn't until the bird saw him that it turned around and flew onto her, until she caught him and carried him forward.

He stared blankly at the hand that was holding him.

My brain has gone on strike again.

After a brief moment of thought, Yan An decided to run away with Han Tianshuo.

Although the plot involving the male protagonist Han Tianshuo mentioned in the cannon fodder storyline has been largely forgotten, and perhaps Han Tianshuo will never fall off a cliff again, or if he does, it won't be the right cliff... Yan An still holds onto a glimmer of hope for that opportunity.

With his inner strength restored, Yan An released Han Tianshuo's hand and used his lightness skill to run forward, signaling Han Tianshuo to catch up as well.

They returned to where Yan An had stayed before, and arrived at the waterside pavilion.

Yan An had already discarded his cloak, and now he took off his hair bun, tightly binding his wet hair behind his back. Then he took off his outer garment, leaving only his inner garment.

He looked at Han Tianshuo and told him to do as he said.

Although Han Tianshuo was still completely confused, his hands moved quickly.

Yan An looked at him: "Can you swim? How are your skills underwater?"

Han Tianshuo nodded quickly.

The two first focused their minds and regulated their breathing, then slid into the water and swam downstream. Before long, several large fish came close to Yan An.

They continued downstream, parting the tangled water plants to reveal a huge, cold stone wall behind them.

Since Yan An tames beasts, some fly in the sky, some run on the ground, and naturally, some swim in the water.

By controlling the fish, he inadvertently discovered the anomaly in the lake. After secretly exploring, he found an underwater passage. He tentatively activated the mechanism and guided the fish inside, discovering an artificial underground waterway. From the waterway, one could swim all the way to the large river outside. Once out of the waterway, one could secretly surface for air. Afterward, one only needed to swim along the river to another location, reach the shore from a hidden spot, and thus temporarily escape.

Along the way, Yan An could have the big fish carry them around, and since both of them cultivated the most advanced and even some extraordinary techniques of the time, as long as they were careful and didn't bump into anything, they could stay in the water for two hours without any problem.