The little crybaby in the group, the young master is a softie

Su Yang's emotions gradually calmed down after being soothed by Yinzhi's rattle. Seeing that he had calmed down a little, everyone immediately gathered around him and started asking questions.

Su Yang coughed lightly, his voice still a little hoarse, and slowly spoke about his thrilling experience of traveling to the ghost tribe.

As everyone listened, their eyes widened, with disbelief written all over their faces. Exclamations, doubts, and questions rang out one after another.

The bucktoothed girl Liu Rangchen was even more shocked. When Su Yang first described the whole thing, she still had some doubts in her heart, secretly wondering if this guy was deliberately being mysterious.

But when Su Yang told him the details of the Ghost Clan, Liu Rangchen's doubts quickly dissipated.

Liu Rangchen stared at Su Yang, maybe Cang Yuan's long-standing guess was right. Su Yang was the reincarnation of Cang Le!

After all, how could there be such a coincidence in this world?

The Ten Generations Yin-Yang Mirror was a divine artifact that had been lost for hundreds of thousands of years. Many top masters from the Three Realms had tried their best to find it everywhere but to no avail. However, it was easily found by a rookie like Su Yang.

The destination he traveled to was exactly the ghost tribe of 30,000 years ago. If this was a coincidence, it would be ridiculous. It was more like a deliberate guidance from some unknown source.

Liu Rangchen thought to himself, is this mirror trying to awaken something? Or is it hinting at something?

He couldn't guess the deeper meaning.

But at this moment, all the signs made him certain of one fact: Su Yang was Cang Le! He was Cang Yuan's youngest son, his clever and well-behaved apprentice who died prematurely.

Liu Rangchen's eyes couldn't help but turn slightly red, and the look he gave Su Yang became more complex and profound, as if filled with attachment, cherishment, as well as joy and emotion of reunion.

He gritted his teeth desperately, his hands unconsciously clenched the corners of his clothes, trying his best to suppress the excitement that almost burst his chest.

At this moment, Liu Rangchen wished he could rush to the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons immediately and tell Cang Yuan all the great news, but reality restrained his steps, as Di Yin's hands were still tightly around his waist.

Liu Rangchen knew very well that any unusual movement on his part would most likely arouse Di Yin's suspicion.

He secretly groaned in his heart, knowing that this undercover operation was like walking on a knife edge, and every step was extremely dangerous.

The carefully disguised identity has been maintained until now after going through numerous hardships and dangers. If it is exposed because of this momentary impulse, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Being beaten physically is a small matter and you can get through it by gritting your teeth. But once your identity is revealed, finding an opportunity to sneak in without anyone noticing is harder than climbing to the sky.

The Blood Sacrifice Pavilion was heavily guarded, and everyone let their guard down towards this "bucktooth girl", which led to the current situation. Once the opportunity was missed, there would never be a third time.

Thinking of this, Liu Rangchen could only forcefully swallow back his excitement, secretly planning to sneak out after Di Yin fell asleep in the evening.

Huh huh!! I am such a clever little guy!

Recently, Di Yin's actions have become more and more excessive, like a dog-skin plaster that cannot be shaken off.

At the beginning, he was just like a shadow, following Liu Rangchen all the time. Although it was a bit annoying, it was still tolerable.

But who could have thought that this guy is now so bold that he can swallow the sky, and dares to take advantage of others anytime and anywhere, without any restraint of a demon lord.

Liu Rangchen was furious, but helpless. He could only keep comforting himself. Fortunately, he was now in the body of a girl and could stay in the same room with her, which could somewhat avoid some embarrassment and awkwardness.

But even so, every night when Di Yin held him in his arms and coaxed him to sleep, Liu Rangchen wished he could chop off this guy's hands and feed them to the dogs!

If it wasn't for the convenience of stealing the treasures from the Blood Sacrifice Pavilion and giving them to Cang Yuan to help him quickly improve his cultivation, how could he, a great general of the Ghost Clan, be in the same room with this enemy and endure such humiliation?

Whenever he thought of this, Liu Rangchen felt suffocated in his heart, as if an invisible hand was covering his mouth and nose tightly and he couldn't breathe.

The more he thought about it, the more aggrieved he felt. He couldn't help it and planned to secretly roll his eyes at Di Yin to vent his anger.

Who would have thought that as soon as she turned her head, she would run straight into Di Yin's affectionate eyes.

That look was so gentle that it seemed as if it could squeeze water out of it, and it made Liu Rangchen shudder all over and get goosebumps all over his body.

Seeing Liu Rangchen turned his head, Di Yin subconsciously tightened his arms around his waist, leaned down slightly, and whispered softly:

"I feel a little sleepy all of a sudden. Come back to the house with me, okay?"

His voice was low and bewitching, like a hook wrapped in honey. If the little boy didn't know what was going on, he would be hooked instantly.

Liu Rangchen's face was calm. But in his heart, he had already scolded Di Yin:

Sleep, sleep, sleep. All you do is sleep all day long. It’s only been less than two hours since I woke up, but I’m sleepy again. I’m afraid I’m born in the Year of the Pig!

However, Liu Rangchen is a self-proclaimed professional "spy" after all. He knows everything very well and has to act fully and not let down at critical moments.

So, he nodded his chin and let Di Yin hold him in his arms and walk towards the room.

Pushing the door open and entering the room, Di Yin went straight to the bed and stretched out his arms. His meaning was obvious, he clearly wanted Liu Rangchen to help him take off his coat.

Liu Rangchen was so angry when he saw this. Who was he? He was the great general Rabbit who fought bravely on the battlefield and made the enemy tremble with fear!

He has always been served by others. Apart from his Lord Cang Yuan, no one in the world is qualified to have him serve him closely.

"Are your two paws just for show? If you don't need them, just chop them off and feed them to the dog!"

Liu Rangchen spat unhappily, his words full of disgust and anger.

Di Yin was used to being scolded by him, and his face was as thick as a city wall. He walked to the side calmly and took out a red pill from a delicate and small box.

The elixir shone with an alluring luster under the light, like a dazzling ruby. Di Yin deliberately adjusted his tone and sighed softly:

"Oh, what a pity. I originally wanted to give you a good thing, but since you don't want it, forget it." As he said that, he pretended to take the pill back.

Liu Rangchen became excited when he heard this and asked quickly: "What is this?" He knew very well that Di Yin had a lot of valuable things on hand, and it would be a big loss if he missed a treasure.

When Di Yin saw him like this, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a triumphant smile.

He walked over to Liu Rangchen with a smile, extended his thumb, gently stroked one of his eyes, and explained:

"This kind of elixir is different from the common ones that only enhance cultivation. It took countless efforts and many kinds of precious medicinal materials that are so precious that they can make your eyes pop out. It was not easy to extract such a small pill.

It has miraculous effects on the eyes. Not only can it cure your cross-eye problem, it can also blow your entire eyeball into pieces and completely destroy it.

As long as you take this pill and nourish yourself with the skills you practice every day, it won’t be long before the damaged eyeball grows back like bamboo shoots after rain.”

Liu Rangchen snorted in his heart. His cross-eyed appearance was deliberately created to deceive others. As long as the magic was removed, he would immediately turn back into the androgynous handsome man.

But he was indeed tempted. This elixir was so magical, if he gave it to Cang Yuan, would it be possible for his eyes, which were severely damaged on the battlefield, to recover?