I am destroying the protagonist in the fantasy world!

"Shut up!" Murong Yan shouted coldly, interrupting Lei Yi's exclamation. Lei Yi was indignant, but he also knew that this was not the time to argue, so he had to swallow his doubts and keep his eyes fixed on Murong Yan's every move, fearing that she would do something secretly.

Murong Yan ignored Lei Yi's defensive stance. Her bare hands flew, a faint white light gleaming from her fingertips as she traced out mysterious paths within the formation surrounding Dongfang Liuli. As she moved, the originally mild medicinal fragrance grew stronger, forming a faint mist in the air that enveloped Dongfang Liuli.

Time ticked by, and Lei Yi felt his heart rise to his throat as Murong Yan moved. He didn't know what Murong Yan was going to do, nor did he know if she would really keep her promise. But he knew that at this moment, he had no choice but to trust her.

Finally, under Lei Yi's anxious gaze, Murong Yan's movements gradually slowed. She took a deep breath and thrust her hands forward. A dazzling light shot up from the formation, illuminating the entire valley. Lei Yi subconsciously closed his eyes. A crisp, shattering sound reached his ears, as if some kind of restriction had been broken.

When Lei Yi opened his eyes again, he was stunned by the sight. The strange herbs that had once bound Dongfang Liuli were now floating in mid-air, emitting a shimmering light. Dongfang Liuli's aura had also become much calmer. Though his face remained pale, it no longer had the same lifeless look as before.

"It's done!" Murong Yan breathed a sigh of relief, a faint smile on her face. She stretched out her hand and the floating herbs fell into her hands.

Lei Yi was immediately excited when he saw this. He quickly walked over to Murong Yan and asked anxiously, "How is she? How is she now?"

Murong Yan did not answer Lei Yi's question, but just looked at him deeply, slowly spread out her palm, and handed the herbs to Lei Yi.

"These herbs are enough for you to save her."

Lei Yi looked at the faintly glowing medicinal herbs before him, unable to conceal his ecstasy. But soon, this joy was replaced by a solemnity. He knew that Murong Yan was not a kind person, and that she must have ulterior motives in helping him today.

"I only want a portion of these clues," Murong Yan's voice was like a faint orchid in a valley, yet it carried an unquestionable majesty. "Tell me, where have you seen this kind of restriction?"

Lei Yi remained silent, knowing he had to make a choice. He pulled out a neatly folded piece of cloth from his bosom. It was a pattern he had drawn from memory over the past few days, recording the traces of the formation he had seen in the Demon Sect's forbidden land.

"That's all I know," Lei Yi handed over the cloth, staring at Murong Yan with burning eyes, "I hope you'll keep your promise and save her life."

Murong Yan took the cloth, gently stroked the intricate patterns on it with her slender fingers, and a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Don't worry, I always keep my word." Murong Yan put the cloth into her sleeve, a subtle glint flashing in her eyes. "These clues are enough for me."

Lei Yi still had some doubts in his heart, and he solemnly reminded: "Senior, these patterns are of great importance, please keep them properly."

Murong Yan didn't say anything, but just nodded slightly as a sign of agreement.

Lei Yi no longer hesitated, carefully took the herbs, turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait," Murong Yan suddenly called out to him, with a hint of inexplicable meaning in her tone, "Don't you want to know why I'm helping you?"

Lei Yi paused, but didn't look back. He knew that the more you knew about some things, the more dangerous they became.

"If you want to tell me, you will tell me naturally."

Lei Yi finished speaking and left the valley without looking back. He held Dongfang Liuli in his arms, his steps hurried, as if a huge army was chasing him. He knew that time was of the essence at this moment, and he had to rush back to the town, find the clinic, and fight for Dongfang Liuli's life.

Murong Yan looked at Lei Yi's receding back, her eyes flashing with complex light, and she murmured to herself in a low voice: "The Demon Sect's restriction, not many people in this world know about it..."

She slowly opened her palm, looking at the piece of cloth in her palm, which still held Lei Yi's body warmth, a mysterious smile curled up at the corner of her mouth. Lei Yi held Dongfang Liuli in his arms as they sped along. The mountain wind whistled past, but it couldn't dispel the heavy gloom in his heart. He tightly grasped the hard-earned medicinal herb in his arms. It was warm to the touch and exuded a faint fragrance. It was the scent of hope, and it was his only comfort at this moment.

He didn't know why Murong Yan wanted to help him, nor did he know what use she had for the clues to the Demon Sect's restrictions. But he knew that Murong Yan was not a kind person. Her help was more like a transaction, a transaction full of unknowns.

Lei Yi looked up at the sky. The sun was setting and the sky was getting darker. He had to get to the town before dark. Dongfang Liuli's injury couldn't be delayed any longer.

He quickened his pace, but a feeling of unease crept into his heart. He felt as if a pair of invisible eyes were watching him secretly, monitoring his every move.

This feeling does not come from enemies visible to the naked eye, but from an intuition deep in the heart, a keen perception of danger.

Lei Yi looked around calmly. The forest was silent, with only the rustling of leaves and the occasional bird song. He didn't see any suspicious signs, but the feeling of being watched lingered.

Could it be Murong Yan?

Lei Yi secretly guessed in his heart that he believed that with Murong Yan's strength, it would not be difficult for her to follow him without being discovered by him.

But he quickly rejected the idea. If Murong Yan wanted to do something to him, there was no need to go through so much trouble.

Who could that be?

Lei Yi's heart was full of doubts. He quickened his pace again and ran towards the town with almost all his strength.

He had to find out who was spying on him and what their purpose was.

As dusk fell, Lei Yi finally arrived at the town. However, he did not immediately go to the clinic. Instead, he hid in a secluded corner, carefully observing the movements around the clinic.

The clinic was brightly lit, people were coming and going, everything seemed to be the same as usual, nothing was unusual.

But the uneasiness in Lei Yi's heart did not ease at all, but became even stronger.

"Could it be..."

A terrible thought suddenly flashed through Lei Yi's mind, and his face turned pale in an instant.

He turned around suddenly and looked in the direction he came from, his eyes sharp, as if he wanted to see through the cover of the night and see the truth hidden in the darkness.

"If that's the case, then it's bad..." Lei Yi murmured in a low voice, his tone filled with anxiety and uneasiness. He took a deep breath, lowered his voice, and said to Dongfang Liuli in his arms: "Liuli, we may be in trouble..."

Lei Yi's face was heavy with worry, a lingering uneasiness lingering like a vine. He recalled his dealings with Murong Yan in the valley, and doubts welled up in his mind. What was Murong Yan's motive? Had she already passed on the news to the Demon Sect?

"Liuli, we can't just go back like this." Lei Yi lowered his voice, a hint of determination in his tone, "If the Demon Sect already knows that we have obtained the herbs, the clinic may have already set up a tight net."

Dongfang Liuli opened her eyes weakly, a trace of worry on her pale face: "Then what should we do?"

Lei Yi pondered for a moment, a gleam in his eyes: "Let's go outside the city first, find a safe place to stay, and then make plans."

Under the cover of night, Lei Yi, holding Dongfang Liuli, moved through the streets of the small town like a ghost. He deliberately avoided the crowds, choosing secluded paths and vigilantly observing the movements around him.

Suddenly, Lei Yi paused, his gaze fixed on an alley not far ahead. From there, a faint sound, like the clash of weapons, could be heard.

"Someone's here!" Lei Yi's heart trembled. He gently put Dongfang Liuli down and whispered, "Liuli, wait here for me. I'll be back soon."

Dongfang Liuli grabbed Lei Yi's sleeve, her eyes full of worry: "Be careful!"

Lei Yi gave her a reassuring look, then disappeared into the night in a flash. He quietly approached the alley entrance, holding his breath and listening attentively.

"Have you got the thing?" A low voice sounded, with a hint of coldness.

"Not yet, but I have found their trace and I believe we will succeed soon." Another voice answered respectfully.

Lei Yi was shocked. He was not unfamiliar with these two voices. They were the voices of people from the Demon Sect!

He clenched his fists, a murderous look flashing in his eyes. It seemed his guess was correct; the Demon Sect had indeed set their sights on him!

Lei Yi took a deep breath, suppressing his anger. He decided to first understand the situation before making any plans. He cautiously poked his head out and looked into the alley. He saw two dark figures standing in the moonlight, one of them holding a dagger that gleamed coldly...