Yang Rongrong kept staring at Linyuan's face and did not miss the change in expression on his face.
She saw hatred, anger, and even a trace of inexplicable...pity on his face?
This made her even more convinced that Linyuan must know this boy.
So she asked directly: "Who is this child?"
Linyuan turned his face away, assuming a repulsive posture.
"I don't know him. Who knows what he is?!"
Yang Rongrong reminded: "He looks very similar to you, between you..."
Linyuan hurriedly denied: "I have nothing to do with him!"
His reaction was so great that he felt like he didn't have 300 taels of silver in this place.
Yang Rongrong frowned and looked at him.
Linyuan avoided her gaze and repeated firmly: "I don't know him, really."
Before Yang Rongrong could say anything, a clear young voice suddenly broke into the conversation——
"I come from the Yan family in Shanlan, and my name is Yan Linyuan."
Linyuan suddenly turned around, looked at the young man who looked very similar to himself with cold eyes, and cursed viciously: "Shut up, you idiot!"
At this moment, Yang Rongrong even saw murderous intent in Linyuan's eyes.
Linyuan actually wanted to kill this young man who claimed to be Yan Linyuan.
The young man felt the hostility from Linyuan, but he still repeated it firmly.
"My name is Yan Linyuan, and I am the eldest son of the Yan family."
His words once again stimulated Linyuan.
Linyuan couldn't bear it anymore, and with a flash of body, he flew in front of the young man, his right hand turned into a claw, and he grabbed the young man's throat fiercely.
The young man couldn't breathe and his face became increasingly pale.
But his eyes were still staring straight at Linyuan, and he spoke with difficulty.
"You can't kill me."
Linyuan tightened his fingers and his eyes became more murderous: "Then give it a try."
Yang Rongrong's eyes kept wandering back and forth between Linyuan and the boy, carefully observing their words and deeds. She found that when Linyuan was choking the boy's neck and trying to kill the boy, Linyuan's figure was unexpectedly... Begin to become transparent.
This discovery gave Yang Rongrong a bold guess——
If Young Lang dies, it is very likely that Linyuan will also disappear.
Yang Rongrong quickly stepped forward and took Linyuan's arm, saying eagerly: "Let go! Let go quickly!"
At the same time, three boys and girls in bright clothes ran over.
They are different in age, but their facial features are somewhat similar. In addition, they all wear jade plaques engraved with the Yan family emblem around their waists, which shows that they are all members of the Yan family.
"What are you doing? Let Lin Yuan go! Otherwise we will be rude to you!" They scolded and ran over quickly.
Pedestrians on the street also looked this way, and more and more eyes were focused on Linyuan and Yang Rongrong.
Yang Rongrong took a lot of effort to pull Linyuan away.
After Yan Linyuan was let go, he staggered and almost fell down. Fortunately, the three young men and girls from the Yan family had arrived. They helped Yan Linyuan with all their hands and feet, and used vigilant and angry expressions to support Yan Linyuan. He stared at Linyuan.
But when they saw Linyuan's appearance clearly, the three boys and girls were all stunned again.
They subconsciously turned their heads to look at Yan Linyuan, and then looked at Linyuan again. Why do these two people look so similar?
Just like biological father and son.
But they were all convinced in their hearts that Yan Linyuan must be Yan Hemei's biological son.
Is this just a coincidence?
Yang Rongrong apologized to Yan Linyuan: "I'm sorry, this guy has a brain problem. Don't get along with him. Are you seriously injured? Do you want to go to the hospital? I will pay for the medical expenses." Yan Linyuan faced Her attitude was surprisingly good.
Even though there was a large bruise on his neck and his throat was burning, he still managed to squeeze out a smile and said hoarsely.
"I know he has a brain problem, and I won't argue with him. However, it's better not to stay with him. It would be bad if one day he wants to strangle you like he did to me. .”
Linyuan was furious.
He wanted to take action again, but was hugged tightly by Yang Rongrong.
She lowered her voice and comforted: "Didn't you say you wanted to take me away? Let's leave now."
Seeing that she was not successfully provoked by Yan Linyuan and that she was willing to go with him, Linyuan's mood eased a little.
Yang Rongrong said sorry to Yan Linyuan again, and then pulled Linyuan away.
As soon as the two turned around, the young man's hoarse voice came from behind.
"Girl, you haven't told me yet, what's your name?"
Without waiting for Yang Rongrong to answer, Linyuan turned back and gave the young man a cold look.
That look was full of warning.
"Don't make her mind up."
Yan Linyuan ignored the warning from Linyuan, looked at Yang Rongrong with burning eyes, and continued to ask: "Can I see you again?"
Yang Rongrong felt that Linyuan was getting angry again, so she hugged him tightly and said to Yan Linyuan at the same time.
"We will meet by chance."
After saying that, she dragged Linyuan away.
The three boys and girls surrounding Yan Linyuan were very dissatisfied. They all saw with their own eyes just now that Yan Linyuan was almost killed. They should not let the murderer go so easily.
But Yan Linyuan himself said he would not pursue the case, so they couldn't say much.
The oldest boy among them said to Yan Linyuan, his tone full of worry.
"Third brother, are you okay?"
Yan Linyuan covered his throat and coughed twice, then said: "Second brother, don't worry, I'm fine."
The four of them are all children of the Yan family. They often play together and have a very good time they went out together mainly to increase their knowledge and experience themselves.
The youngest girl took out a bottle of ointment from the Qiankun bag and said: "This is the blood-stasis removing ointment my father gave me. Third brother, please apply some ointment quickly."
Yan Linyuan took the ointment and said, "Thank you Qimei."
He picked up a little white ointment with his fingertips and applied it to his neck.
The ointment melted quickly, and the originally burning skin felt cold, and the pain immediately eased a lot.
Yan Linyuan wanted to return the ointment, but Yan Qimei smiled: "No need to return it, third brother, you can keep it for yourself."
She paused and then asked in a gossipy tone: "I saw you staring at that beautiful sister just now, and your eyes were almost glued to her. Tsk, tsk, tsk, don't you have some thoughts about her? "
Brother Yan frowned: "You are a girl, what are you talking nonsense about? You are not ashamed!"
Yan Qimei stuck out her tongue, obviously disapproving of her second brother's old-fashioned style.
Yan Linyuan spoke at this moment.
"I do have thoughts about her."
Hearing this, the second brother Yan, the sixth brother Yan, and the seventh sister Yan all looked at him, with the same look of surprise in their eyes.
They grew up together and knew that Yan Linyuan had been taught strictly by his father since he was a child. Yan Linyuan had regarded exterminating demons and defending the Tao as his only ambition in this life. In Yan Linyuan's life, in addition to practicing to become stronger, he also Demons slay demons, and nothing else is possible.
But he didn't expect that Yan Linyuan would suddenly become enlightened and have thoughts about men and women.
What I didn't expect was that he would admit it in public without any concealment.