The scum is all over the world, and there are Shura fields everywhere

Chapter 274 I do

The witch didn't know what was going on. The person in front of her was clearly just a young girl with little knowledge, but she looked particularly powerful today. There was a majestic aura lingering around her that made people dare not approach her.

"I understand. I will ask the villagers to do so."

Yang Rongrong narrowed her eyes slightly: "Although I cannot leave the Mountain God Temple, the Mountain God will always be watching you. Once you do something evil, the Mountain God will know it immediately. As for the consequences, you know it clearly."

The witch became more and more frightened. She knelt down in front of the mountain god statue and kowtowed three times.

Yang Rongrong emphasized: "Remember, this is your last chance to reform, so cherish it."

The witch swore to the heavens and guaranteed with her own life that the villagers would turn over a new leaf and would never do something like the village chief did again.

Yang Rongrong thought for a moment and said, "From now on, you don't have to send food up the mountain anymore."

She wanted to practice hard and didn't want to waste time on eating and drinking. She planned to live on fasting pills in the future.

The witch asked in confusion: "What will you eat for three meals a day in the future?"

Yang Rongrong said perfunctorily: "The Mountain God will help me find a solution, you don't need to worry about it."

The witch didn't dare to say anything more.

She left the mountain temple hunched over.

But in just a short while, she felt as if she had aged several years and was extremely exhausted.

No one knew how lucky that girl Su Wen was that she was favored by the Lord Mountain God. Now that she had the Lord Mountain God as her backer, she became extremely powerful and difficult to deal with.

The witch relayed what Su Wen had just said to the villagers, and repeatedly reminded everyone to live an honest life in the future and not to make any more mistakes.

The villagers were afraid of being completely rejected by the mountain god, so they knelt down in front of the mountain god temple and repeatedly promised to do as he said.

Then they went down the mountain with the village chief's body.

After that, no one went up the mountain to disturb Yang Rongrong and Hengye for a long time.

Hengye heard everything that Yang Rongrong and the witch said just now. He looked at Yang Rongrong with a complicated expression and said, "Everyone in that village has hurt you directly or indirectly. I thought you would take the opportunity to retaliate fiercely."

Yang Rongrong smiled and said lightly: "I'm very busy now and don't have time to argue with them too much."

Then she grabbed Hengye, wanting him to help her channel the demonic power again.

After the last incident, she experienced firsthand the brutality of the demonic power. If she swallowed the demon pill directly, her body would not be able to withstand it.

Hengye had mixed feelings, he was happy to be close to Yang Rongrong and wished to kiss her every day, but on the other hand he didn't want Yang Rongrong's cultivation to improve too quickly, because the higher her cultivation, the closer they would be to leaving this world.

Seeing that he didn't say anything for a long time, Yang Rongrong was a little confused: "Are you unwilling? If you don't want to, forget it, I..."

Hengye interrupted her and said quickly: "I do."

Yang Rongrong smiled and said, "Thank you."

After saying that, she took a step forward, raised her head, and her eyes were full of anticipation.

The way she looked while waiting to be kissed was so adorable, how could Hengye resist?

He was like a silly scholar whose soul had been seduced away. He had no power to resist. He lowered his head obediently and kissed the other's lips tenderly and lovingly.

This time he didn't need to move. Yang Rongrong opened her lips on her own initiative to allow him to let in the demonic power.

Hengye almost used up all his self-control in this life to avoid taking any further action.

He suppressed the restlessness in his body and transferred his demonic power into her body bit by bit.

With the experience from last time, Yang Rongrong was obviously much more relaxed this time. She even half-closed her eyes, carefully feeling the demonic power flowing into her dantian, looking for a faster and better way to transform it.

In Hengye's eyes, she looked like a cute kitten who had no defenses against him. His heart softened and his hand couldn't help but stroke her back.

Yang Rongrong was completely focused on cultivation, and did not notice Hengye's small movements. When the Dantian in her body was filled with demonic power, the two separated consciously.

Yang Rongrong was still sweating profusely and her limbs were weak and powerless.

Hengye helped her walk to the bed. After she got on the bed, she sat cross-legged and began to meditate with her eyes closed.

……

In Mengxi Town.

Luo Luo took the crane feather pen and tried to write, hoping to wake Yang Rongrong and Heng Ye up, but no matter how many times he tried, he could not write a single word. This pen was truly used only by He Bieqing.

Looking at the crane feather pen in his hand, Luo Luo was filled with doubts.

The fact that the plot written by this pen can become reality means that it has the ability to manipulate the law of cause and effect. All things in the world are subject to the cycle of life and death and cannot escape the law of cause and effect. This is the constraint of heaven on all living things. In this world, only heaven has the qualifications to manipulate the law of cause and effect.

In other words, without the tacit approval of heaven, the Crane Feather Pen would not have such a miraculous power.

Luo Luo looked up at the sky. Could it be that God wanted Yang Rongrong to die?

As soon as this thought came to his mind, he shuddered.

That shouldn't be the case. The Way of Heaven is ruthless and desireless, and only cares about the people of heaven. Why would Heaven spend extra effort to deal with a little female cultivator?
Luo Luo quickly suppressed this bold guess.

Liu Lang and Mu Tou had been guarding Yang Rongrong and Heng Ye. They suddenly noticed someone breaking into Mengxi Town. They all looked up and soon saw a handsome young man in a black cloak.

The young man had black hair and black eyes, a pale complexion, and a ghostly aura lingering around him.

Only the little yellow chicken recognized the other party. It flapped its wings and called out, "Host, host! It's terrible. That brat Shuying is here to find us. Hurry up and get up!"

No one could understand what it was saying, they could only hear it chirping.

Yang Rongrong, the only one who could understand its language, was still in a coma and had no reaction.

Shuying saw Yaoyao lying motionless in the boat with her eyes closed, and was about to approach her immediately, but was stopped by Luoluo and Liulang.

Luo Luo asked cautiously: "Who are you?"

"Ghost cultivator, special shadow."

Luo Luo had heard of the Ghost Emperor, but he didn't know that the Ghost Emperor's real name was Shu Ying, so he thought that the other party was just a ghost cultivator with profound cultivation, and didn't associate him with the Ghost Emperor. Luo Luo looked him up and down, and then asked, "Do you know my boss?"

When Shuying heard him call Yaoyao "Boss", he knew that he and Yaoyao must have a very good relationship, so he answered patiently.

"Yaoyao is my fiancée. I'm here to take her home."

Luo Luo raised an eyebrow, quite surprised: "You must be mistaken, my eldest child is not called Yaoyao."

Shuying asked, "What's her name?"

"Yang Rongrong."

Shuying chewed over this name several times in her mind. It turned out that this was her real name.

Luo Luo was a little suspicious: "What on earth are you doing here?"

Shuying repeated calmly: "I'm here to take my fiancée home."

Luo Luo found it funny: "You can even get my eldest daughter's name wrong, how can she be your fiancée?"

"The name is just a code name, is it important?"

Luo Luo asked back: "Isn't it important?"

"To me, the name is not important, what matters is her."