Upon hearing Meng Tuoluo's words, Yin Ji's delicate body trembled sharply, and then she shrieked, "Meng Tuoluo, what do you mean by this?"
Just as Meng Tuoluo was about to speak, she suddenly felt a burst of panic, and a swift darkness flashed before her eyes, immediately silencing her.
She remembered, the Little Rakshasa King had tampered with her mind; as long as she revealed Lanling's true identity, she would undoubtedly perish, no matter the distance.
Once she closed her mouth, the sensation quickly ended.
Taking a deep breath, Meng Tuoluo sneered coldly, "Lanyin, use your brain to think hard, imagine with all your might who Lanling really is? Use your most pessimistic, evil, and dark imagination to figure out who Lanling is? Were your parents killed?"
As soon as these words were spoken, all color drained from Yin Ji's stunning face. Her limbs turned cold, and her whole body swayed as if she was about to faint.
