Jiang Niannian's eyes went dark for a while, and her heart was filled with joy at having survived the disaster.

The sword in Yin Buqi's hand emitted a dazzling red light, blinding her.

There was black air surrounding him, and the whites of his eyes were covered with red, making him look somewhat scary.

She subconsciously thought that there was something wrong with the sword and wanted to snatch it from his hand. However, as soon as she touched it, the sword uttered the miserable cries of countless babies, which made her scalp numb.

Like a ghost from hell, coming to claim your life.

The river water was disturbed by Yin Buqi's rampaging spiritual power.

Even the monks on the shore were blinded by the splashes and the place was in a mess.

Yin Ci used his sword to block the fierce aura coming at him: "What's going on?!"

The strong wind blew up Song Shi's white outer robe. He said in a deep voice, "Someone's cultivation has advanced."

"Advanced?"

The cultivators present were basically in the Yuanying stage, while cultivators like Tang Murou who were in the Jindan stage were knocked back several steps, bumped into the person behind them, fell to the ground, and could not stand up. He vomited blood and passed out.

This kind of pressure is probably only possessed by cultivators in the fusion stage.

The river bottom at this time.

A cold hand touched the back of Jiang Niannian's neck, forcing her to raise her head and look at him.

The surrounding water was separated by a barrier, and the two men stood face to face in a pile of broken limbs and bones.

Yin Buqi's breath sprayed on her face, burning like charcoal, and he suddenly bit her lips fiercely like a trapped beast.

With unquestionable plundering desire, he wanted to devour all the sweetness in her mouth.

The tip of her tongue was bitten by him and it hurt. A fishy and sweet taste spread in her mouth. She struggled, but was sucked even harder. He held her tongue and licked her blood.

Jiang Niannian: "Don't give up... I can't breathe... anymore..."

After a long time, Yin Buqi let her go. The violent aura around him had subsided, and his eyes, which had been terrifyingly red, had returned to normal.

Jiang Niannian was in a state of panic, the hairpin that held her hair had fallen somewhere, and the wound on her shoulder was still oozing blood.

Yin Buqi touched the wounds on her body, his Adam's apple rolling.

She smells better than before.

Even more tempting.

The red lips slowly opened, with a humble temptation: "Niannian, are you afraid of me?"

Jiang Niannian didn't say anything, but her whole body was trembling slightly.

Yin Buqi suddenly panicked.

When he was a child, he was branded with a doomed fate. Everyone looked at him with horror, feared him, stayed away from him, and bullied him.

At that time, he felt that although he was still alive in this world, he was already a dead man with one foot in hell.

However, it was Nian Nian who suddenly broke into his life.

Let him feel that the world is a good place.

She is the light and also the salvation. If even she starts to be afraid of him, he will definitely go crazy...

Yin Buqi knelt beside her feet, reached out and gently hugged her legs, looked up at her like a child, and called her as he did when he was a child, "Niannian, I'm not a monster... I don't know why it's like this, don't be afraid of me... don't abandon me..."

"Nian Nian, I can't live without you..."

I don't know why I devour ghosts.

I'm not a monster.

Don't be afraid of me.

Jiang Niannian's head was buzzing and there was a slight tinnitus in her ears.

She shook her head and woke up from the dizziness caused by lack of oxygen. She looked down and saw her baby kneeling on the ground, hugging her thighs, crying and rubbing.

Jiang Niannian: ??? Did I miss something?

Why does my baby suddenly look so pitiful?

She spoke in a soft and gentle tone: "Buqi, what's wrong with you?"

As soon as the words fell, Yin Buqi's long black eyelashes trembled slightly, and two tears fell down: "Nian Nian is just like everyone else. She thinks I am a monster and wants me to die."

Jiang Niannian: "??? Why do you think so?!"

This is outrageous!

Yin Buqi pursed his lips and said nothing, staring at her with his scarlet eyes.

Those eyes were filled with a faint emotion, as if some emotion was brewing beneath the eyes.

Nian Nian ignored him because she was afraid of him. She was afraid of him, so she wanted to escape from him and didn't want him anymore. He couldn't live without her, so she wanted him to die.

Jiang Niannian's heart tightened.

She could now actually read his thoughts through his eyes.

It's really like seeing a ghost.

Jiang Niannian immediately covered his eyes and coaxed him, "I just felt a little dizzy because of my breathing problems, so I didn't hear your question clearly. Don't think too much. If I really wanted you to die, I wouldn't have risked jumping into the river to find you."

Yin Buqi hugged her legs and whined, obviously not believing what she said.

Jiang Niannian coaxed him for a long time, and finally, she saw his long black eyelashes trembling, and he retracted the sinister aura around him.

There he is again, looking innocent and harmless.

Jiang Niannian held her forehead, feeling that she had gradually gotten used to her son's Sichuan Opera face-changing.

She asked, "Have you advanced?"

Yin Buqi nodded and rubbed against her arms.

"No, let's go up first."

The one being smoothed over said obediently, "Yeah, I'll listen to you."

After saying this, he grabbed her waist and flew towards the river.

A huge spiritual energy field surged out, surging like a tsunami, affecting dozens of areas.

The north wind is raging, killing everywhere.

The originally dark blood-red sky suddenly cleared up and the fog dissipated, revealing a bright future.

Song Shi raised his eyebrows and said, "He actually made it out alive, and his cultivation level even rose by two levels."

The monk was inexplicably excited: "Look! Look at the river, they are coming out! They are coming out!"

Yin Ci was inexplicably excited: "It's Brother Yin! He's not dead! His cultivation has even advanced! He's at the Fusion Stage! It's the Fusion Stage!"

Sisterhood is a matter of course, and the word "big brother" is better than heaven.

Coal Ball was inexplicably excited: "Awoo! Awoo!"

Jiang Ziyou didn't know why they were so excited, but he got excited too: "Yeah."

Yin Ci glanced away: "You are so perfunctory."

"Oh..." Jiang Ziyu reflected deeply, and then, "Yeah yeah yeah."

Yin Ci: “…”

From then on, the proud and noble young master Yin in Rimu completely turned into a fanboy. His eyes sparkled when he looked at Yin Buqi, and even the blood-red tear mole under his eyes showed his admiration for Yin Buqi (only Yin Ci thought so).

If it were modern times, Yin Ci would look like a crazy fan waving a glow stick and cheering for his idol in the audience.

"Brother! Look at me, look at me!"

"Brother, go for it! Brother, fly bravely, and I will follow you bravely!"

"I don't want to be a fan of my brother either, but he defeated me who is evil, crazy, cool, handsome, and awesome (how Yin Ci sees himself)!"

Yin Buqi landed on the shore holding Jiang Niannian. Even though his face was pale and covered with blood, and even though his clothes were tattered and looked a little shabby, no one laughed at him. Instead, everyone looked at him with awe.

An indescribable emotion welled up in Yin Buqi's heart.

I haven't seen this kind of look in the eyes for many years.

As soon as Yin Buqi put Jiang Niannian down, Yin Ci jumped up and hugged Yin Buqi's waist: "Brother Yin! I'm so glad that you're okay."

Excited and enthusiastic.

Yin Buqi frowned and grabbed the back of his collar and threw it aside: "I have a mysophobia, stay away from me."

Yin Ci was not annoyed, thinking to himself: "The look he gave him just now was four parts indifferent, three parts stern, and three parts melancholy. He got the temperament right! He is worthy of being his elder brother Yin!"

A monk said, "Now that the evil spirit has been eliminated, can we leave now?"

Yin Buqi shook his head: "No, another ghost escaped."