The two of them were lying on the bed, but Yin Buqi suddenly turned over and held her in his arms.

Jiang Niannian's body stiffened. Something was pressing against her stomach. The presence was very strong and could not be ignored for the moment. Her whole face felt hot.

If the enemy doesn't move, I won't move. If the enemy moves, I will rush over and kill him.

Who would have thought that Yin Buqi just hugged her, buried his head in her neck, rubbed his cheek in her hair, and then there was no movement.

Then she felt something rubbing gently against her calf.

Looking down, I saw a fluffy and soft snow-colored fox tail.

"Why isn't the tail black..."

Jiang Niannian was startled. Why did some black fox tails suddenly flash in her mind? Why was her first reaction to seeing fox tails not fear, but... back pain???

It's really like seeing a ghost.

Just as she was thinking about it, tails appeared one after another, rubbing against her skin inside her clothes and wrapping around her waist.

She pushed Yin Buqi and said, "Can you retract your tail? It's a little itchy..."

In fact, I was afraid that if I continued to dawdle, the gun might go off accidentally.

After all, the thing against my stomach was getting hotter and hotter.

Yin Buqi responded in a daze, his bright red lips making his pale face look seductive. He smiled, his voice a little hoarse and dangerous: "Ah, I scared Nian Nian..."

As they spoke, the tails settled down, appearing very quiet and fluffy.

Without the harassment of the tail, for some reason, Jiang Niannian still felt very safe even though she knew that this strange man was very dangerous, and couldn't help wanting to sleep.

"Are you sleepy?" Yin Buqi stroked her hair and back gently, and said affectionately, "If you are sleepy, go to sleep."

Then Jiang Niannian's head tilted and she fell asleep.

It was late at night, the moon was dark and the wind was strong.

Jiang Niannian had a strange dream. She didn't know what she dreamed about. She vaguely heard a pleasant voice crying and calling her. She couldn't see the person's face clearly. His clothes were stained with blood, and he kept calling her name tirelessly over and over again.

Suddenly, Jiang Niannian felt a tightness in his chest and spat out a mouthful of blood.

She woke up suddenly and felt that her internal organs were being eaten by tens of thousands of ants. The pain was so severe that she was about to die!

It should be the effect of the Corrupting Bone and Piercing Heart Powder. She remembered Liu Xunfeng saying that this poison would break out every day. There was only medicine to alleviate the symptoms in her Qiankun bag. Only by completing the mission thoroughly could she get the real antidote.

A cool hand grasped her wrist.

"Did they poison you?"

Jiang Niannian's hands and feet became cold, and her consciousness began to blur: "Medicine...save me..."

Yin Buqi's face was gloomy, his lips were tightly pursed, and there was a man-eating undercurrent permeating his body, like a storm, sweeping everything from heaven to earth, gradually exuding scarlet brutality, becoming more and more distorted: "Five hundred years have passed, and Shui Yuntian's methods are just like those in the sunset of the past, unbearable to watch, and nauseating."

Cold white fingers stroked her body, and the fingertips gradually turned black. When the palm turned over, the black color overflowed from the skin, forming a black gas in the palm. Yin Buqi frowned, clenched his fist, and the black gas dissipated instantly.

He leaned over, kissed away her tears, and coaxed her, "The poison has been removed. Go to sleep peacefully, Nian Nian."

The pain disappeared, and Jiang Niannian felt very weak and fell into a deep sleep in the rich scent of cedar.

She couldn't feel any pain anymore. She was really going to die...

Watching Jiang Niannian fall asleep peacefully, Yin Buqi lost his sleepiness.

He got out of bed, his bare feet stepping on the cool and smooth white jade tiles in the hall. His clothes were unzipped, his chest was slightly open, revealing his delicate collarbone.

He waved his finger lightly in the air and the window opened.

The cold light shining on him made him look even paler, as if he was about to merge into the moonlight.

"I'm a little thirsty."

Just as he finished speaking, two people in strange costumes, one black and one white, appeared out of nowhere in the hall. The one in white handed him a cup of steaming tea.

"Lord Emperor, this is the best Nevernight Marquis, the temperature is just right."

Yin Buqi took a sip and asked calmly, "How's that matter going?"

"Everything is ready and we can leave tomorrow."

"Well, go down."

"Yes." The two disappeared in an instant, silently and without a trace.

Yin Buqi walked to Jiang Niannian, kissed her lips gently, and put his tongue into her mouth, rubbing and entwining with her tongue.

He didn't let go of her until Jiang Niannian groaned. He smiled sadly and whispered to himself, "Niannian, you forgot me... But it doesn't matter. I will make you remember. Niannian was born to be admired by everyone. I will take back everything that others have taken away from you."

The next day, when Jiang Niannian woke up, her waist and legs no longer hurt, but her heart... her heart was still beating.

She's not dead? Sure enough, there's nothing a good night's sleep can't solve.

Jiang Niannian felt very hot.

Hot from the inside out.

My chest feels stuffy, as if it's being oppressed.

The next second, she found herself lying in an embrace filled with cedar scent, with her hands around the man's waist.

She was so scared that she immediately pulled her hand back and stepped back with her legs kicking.

Yin Buqi lay on his side, a faint smile on the corner of his lips, his cheeks slightly sunken, and a sinister look on his face: "Did Nian Nian have a wet dream last night?"

Jiang Niannian denied: "No."

"But Nian Nian kept rubbing against me while she was asleep."

Jiang Niannian's face turned red instantly.

Yin Buqi continued, "I don't know when Nian Nian developed the habit of grinding her teeth while sleeping."

Ah this.

"I... I'm not sure." Jiang Niannian argued seriously, trying to restore her good image.

"Not only does he grind his teeth, he also talks in his sleep, drools, and rolls up the quilt in a mess. He won't stop until he has twisted himself and the quilt into a knot. He has a really bad sleeping posture." Yin Buqi was aggressive. It seemed that he really didn't sleep well. His voice was lazy and hoarse.

This person is not worth getting along with. He dares to speak out when there is something wrong.

Jiang Niannian was so embarrassed by what he said that she was filled with anger. She lost her mind and blurted out, "Little blind man."

Yin Buqi was stunned for a moment, and then he couldn't help laughing, his knuckles against his forehead, his shoulders shaking continuously, as if he had heard some incredible joke and was laughing so hard that he couldn't help himself.

Jiang Niannian covered her chest in fear. Is this so funny? This person seems to have a serious illness.

"You are so brave! In the past five hundred years, Nian Nian is the first one to call me blind in person." His tone was extremely gentle, but the words he said were somewhat creepy: "I give you ten seconds to escape. If I catch you after ten seconds, I will peel off your skin and make it into a lantern."

"ten."

"Nine."

"eight."

"Why don't you run?"

Jiang Niannian laid on the bed, gave up the struggle, and rolled her eyes: "Where can I go with my poor cultivation? It's only ten seconds, not even enough for me to put on my shoes."

Yin Buqi was still smiling, so gentle that it was frightening, and he picked her up.

"Where are you going?"

Although they were in an intimate position, Yin Buqi's tone was cold and terrifying: "First, retrieve Nian Nian's memory, then take down Tian Dao and let Nian Nian kill her for fun."

Jiang Niannian: ???