Wild Dogs

Not only have the monsters changed, but the surrounding scenery has also changed.

What was once a desolate ruin has been transformed into an antique-style room.

The room was warm and cozy, filled with the fragrance of sandalwood. A handsome man stood in front of her, smiling at Xiao Ling.

Xiao Ling, who was about to draw her sword and stab forward, was struck dumb upon seeing the handsome man and froze on the spot.

She was trembling all over, in disbelief.

"You, how did you get here?"

The handsome man smiled slightly, walked slowly towards Xiao Ling, and gently extended his hand.

"What's wrong, Ling'er? Aren't you welcoming me?"

"No, no, you couldn't possibly be here."

Xiao Ling hurriedly shook her head frantically.

But the man kept approaching, sighing as he got closer.

"Ling'er, why are you doing this? I missed you so much, so I came to see you."

Xiao Ling shook her head repeatedly.

"No, we haven't seen each other for many years. Why are you looking for me?"

Her eyes suddenly sharpened.

"No, it must be that inner demon has taken on my form."

She slashed fiercely at the handsome man in front of her.

A faint, eerie voice drifted out.

Why are you doing this to yourself?

After the sword strike, the man in front of him suddenly shattered and transformed back into the monster's form.

The surrounding scenery changed again.

Before Yang Fan could react, the area in front of him suddenly turned into a dark grove of trees.

There stood another handsome man, looking at Xiao Ling with a flirtatious gaze.

"Palace Master, you've arrived."

Xiao Ling was struck dumb again, her face turning bright red, and she hurriedly looked around.

"You, quick, get out of here and don't show your face here."

The handsome man laughed.

"Palace Master, it's alright. Even if that good-for-nothing Luo Changhe finds out, he won't dare say anything. You can rest assured."

Yang Fan was shocked; he never expected to witness such a scene.

He was momentarily stunned and didn't know what to say.

"Get out of here right now."

Xiao Ling hurriedly shouted and continued to slash at the handsome man in front of her.

But as soon as the sword struck, a burst of laughter erupted from all around.

Four or five handsome men appeared in front of Xiao Ling, each of them shirtless.

They warmly extended their hands to Xiao Ling.

"Palace Master, please favor us again."

They kept crowding around, striking various poses.

Xiao Ling flew into a rage and slashed fiercely at the things.

But at this moment, her mind was in complete confusion.

A strange look appeared on Yang Fan's face.

While the appearance of the first man was somewhat understandable, the subsequent appearance of so many others was truly unbelievable.

He suddenly felt a faint green light emanating from Luo Changhe's head.

Yang Fan couldn't help but sigh. Luo Changhe had helped him a lot, but he never expected it to end like this.

However, thanks to Xiao Ling, Yang Fan's inner demon pressure was greatly reduced.

The inner demon clearly judged that Xiao Ling was stronger, and thus set its sights entirely on her.

Yang Fan was completely ignored, which gave him an opportunity.

He focused all his efforts on drawing a portion of his divine consciousness back into his body to accelerate the condensation of spiritual energy.

Three inches below Yang Fan's navel, the surrounding spiritual energy continued to gather, and a golden core began to slowly take shape.

As spiritual energy surged in, Yang Fan was overjoyed. On the small cauldron, the golden core was almost fully formed.

He secretly glanced at Xiao Ling beside him.

Xiao Ling was furious and slashed all the men in front of her to pieces.

Soon, another man came out.

"Ling'er, how could you be so heartless? Why did you leave me back then?"

He reached out his hand to Xiao Ling, tears streaming down his face.

"Besides, why did you have to choose such a good-for-nothing? He's just a useless Qi Refining stage cultivator."

"He's not good enough for you at all. How could you be willing to marry him? Do you think he's easy to control and I'm not?"

Xiao Ling felt as if struck by lightning. Looking at the man in front of her, she trembled uncontrollably.

"I'm sorry, Brother Yu, I didn't mean to betray you."

"But I cannot marry you. If I do, I fear I will become deeply entangled in the relationship."

"At that time, the foundation of the Hundred Flowers Palace will be destroyed in my hands."

She spoke with tears in her eyes.

"Then you have to marry that man. That good-for-nothing doesn't deserve you."

Xiao Ling kept shaking her head, tears streaming down her face.

"It is precisely because he is not good enough for me that I despise and loathe him."

"So I want to marry him, so I can use him like a beast of burden and make him work for the Hundred Flowers Palace."

"When I no longer need him, I won't feel any pain even if I discard him like trash."

"Brother Keyu, I can't do this to you. No matter what, my feelings for you are real."

At this moment, Xiao Ling was completely immersed in the illusion ahead.

The man slowly approached Xiao Ling, seemingly wanting to wipe away her tears.

Just then, Yang Fan finally moved.

He swung his sword fiercely down on the man's head.

A ferocious scream rang out, completely waking Xiao Ling.

The handsome man's face twisted violently, and moments later he transformed into a monster.

After being struck by Yang Fan's sword, the monster became noticeably weaker.

Yang Fan lowered his voice.

"Fairy, please don't be affected by this monster. This is a critical moment, so you must not lose your composure."

Xiao Ling's face flushed red, and she gripped her longsword tightly, unsure of which way to strike.

Although there is a monster in front of her, if she were to strike Yang Fan with her backhand, she could definitely destroy his divine sense.

Once this thought arose, Xiao Ling couldn't wait to take action.

But she realized something in an instant, and abruptly stopped her impulse, slashing fiercely at the monster in front of her with her sword.

She knew all too well what would happen if she attacked Yang Fan at this point.

How could the monster accept this? It raised its head and roared, and the surrounding scene turned dark again.

In this illusion, a boy carrying firewood is carefully walking forward.

It was freezing cold, and snowflakes were falling. He wiped away his tears and silently moved forward, looking very pitiful.

Yang Fan felt as if struck by lightning; this was how he had been bullied back then.

Seeing this, he not only did not back down, but his eyes became even more sharp.

How could these things possibly scare him?

Yang Fan sped up and pounced on the monster, and Xiao Ling also made her move at the same time.

The two men, one on the left and one on the right, simultaneously slashed at the monster.

It thought it could easily destroy Xiao Ling, but Yang Fan struck its vital point in an instant, and it could not hold on.

With the two attacking together, the monster was no match for them and was instantly torn to pieces.

The inner demon tribulation gradually dissipated, and Xiao Ling withdrew her divine sense.

She looked at Yang Fan with a somewhat unpleasant expression and spoke fiercely.

What you just saw was nothing but a series of false illusions.