The smile on Yin Buqi's lips gradually faded.

He looked at the person who came quietly, with some displeasure in his eyes.

"Heh, you're so badly injured but still have the energy to glare at me. What? Did I ruin your plan?" Shen Yu sneered, "With your current physical condition, it's impossible for you to do anything. Put away your thoughts."

Jiang Niannian found that she could actually understand Shen Yu's implied meaning, and her face turned red.

Yin Buqi asked, "What does it have to do with you?"

"Yes, I'm full and I came here to get mad." Shen Yu had a gloomy face and was about to lift up Yin Buqi's clothes.

One struggles, the other restrains the struggle.

Although Yin Buqi was a cultivator in the Fusion Stage, he was badly injured and his strength was temporarily no match for Shen Yu, who was in the Yuan Infant Stage.

Blood oozed out, and the white bandage quickly turned red.

The clothes are tattered and the man is very seductive.

Jiang Niannian on the side said: This style of painting...it seems more and more wrong the more I look at it.

The two men looked at each other, their eyes surging with an inexplicable danger.

Jiang Niannian: Then I’ll leave?

Then, Shen Yu tore off the bandage on Yin Buqi with an unhappy look. His pale skin was covered with scars of varying sizes, and a gorgeous Lycoris radiata was particularly eye-catching.

Shen Yu's pupils suddenly shrank: "You..."

Jiang Niannian was startled and was about to explain, but she heard him say, "Why do you, a grown man, have such a big flower tattooed on your body? It's so ugly."

Jiang Niannian originally wanted to ask Shen Yuyin about what was wrong with him recently, but after hearing this, she shut up silently.

It seems that Shen Yu doesn't know either.

Yin Buqi relaxed his tightly clenched bony fingers and said with lowered eyes, "Hmm."

Shen Yu took out the ointment from the medicine box, applied it to the wound with the help of his spiritual power, and said, "If you don't apply medicine to this wound, it will rot tomorrow."

Jiang Niannian: "Shen Yu, can you be gentler?"

Shen Yu applied the ointment without any gentle pressure, and his fingertips poked into Yin Buqi's bloody wounds several times.

Jiang Niannian felt really distressed when she saw her child pursing his thin lips, his face was pale but he didn't say a word.

Shen Yu didn't say anything, but his attack seemed to be even heavier.

Jiang Niannian: Damn it.

After applying the medicine, Shen Yu handed some elixirs to Jiang Niannian and explained how to use them.

"Niannian..." Yin Buqi looked at her eagerly.

That look was automatically translated in her mind as: It hurts when applying the medicine, and it will only get better if I stay close to Nian Nian.

Jiang Niannian sighed and put her hand on Yin Buqi's face.

A faint fragrance wafted from her body, and Yin Buqi subconsciously grabbed her hand and put it against his face, rubbing it gently.

"Bang!" The stool next to the table was kicked over violently.

The two looked over and Shen Yu rolled his eyes: "Sorry, I made a noise by accident and disturbed you two."

Jiang Niannian: ...I think you did it on purpose.

Shen Yu looked at Jiang Niannian for a while, then snorted and laughed, "You seem to know nothing about your own strength. This top-grade wood spirit root is useless on you."

"Foolish mortal! You are useless! You yawn like a shit-shell man, your mouth stinks!"

A burst of irritable children's voices rang out.

Ever since Teng Jiao formed a bond with Jiang Niannian, if Jiang Niannian did not need it, it would sleep for ten hours out of twelve hours in a day, and use the remaining two hours to absorb spiritual energy from heaven and earth.

It's strange that he's awake at this time.

Unfortunately, Shen Yu couldn't hear it.

Jiang Niannian asked: "What do you mean?"

Shen Yuchun handed Jiang Niannian a mental method and said, "People with wood spiritual roots are mostly good at healing. This mental method will help you cultivate wood spiritual roots. Take it."

Jiang Niannian had a bad feeling in her heart.

Shen Yu continued, "I will be leaving Rimu Li in the future. Yaowang Valley has been handed over to my personal disciple to take care of. If you need any herbs urgently, go find him."

Yin Buqi asked, "Are you controlling the ghosts in Qinghe Town?"

Shen Yu was surprised, then shook his head, "...You also noticed something was wrong. When I left Qinghe Town, I threw the bodies of the others into the riverbed, and buried Sister Su's body under that apricot tree."

"The original plan was to accidentally dig up her body and then trick you into using soul-searching to find out the truth. But when we arrived, her body had already been dug out and was being controlled by forbidden techniques to attack us."

Yin Buqi refused to give in: "You know who is the one who stole the formation, right? You are just a Yuanying period, you really can't make such a big formation."

Shen Yu's eyes shone with a dim light: "Since he helped me, I will naturally not betray him."

Jiang Niannian listened with a myriad of thoughts in her mind.

She had been wondering before, how could someone as gentle as Shen Susu, who was still persuading Shen Yu to let go before her death, have such a drastic change in temperament and disappearance of her true nature after death? It turned out that she was being controlled by someone.

Since she entered the book, the development of many things has been very different from the original. The same people doing different things always have some subtle feelings.

Could it be that because she changed Yin Buqi's course of action, the behavior of other characters also changed?

The magic circle that originally led to the psychedelic realm was tampered with, the wet tribe was exterminated, the seven dragon balls belonging to Tang Murou fell apart, and a strange Manjusaka totem appeared on Yin Buqi's body...

Wait, the Yu tribe is exterminated!

Although many plots in the novel are now blurred in her mind, she still remembers some things. The book mentions that the heroine saved Shen Yu's mother to win his favor, but Shen Yu's family was destroyed, so where did the mother come from?

"Nian Nian?"

Yin Buqi's voice brought her back to her senses. Shen Yu was carrying a medical kit and preparing to leave.

"Shen Yu!" Jiang Niannian stood up suddenly and called him.

"Huh?" Shen Yu turned around.

What do you want to ask?

Ask you if you have a mother?

She could already imagine Shen Yu would laugh at her sarcastically after hearing this: "Are you okay?"

She sat down, feeling flustered, "You...you have to be well."

The worry in the woman's eyes was clearly visible. Shen Yu's heart trembled violently. He suddenly felt his throat tighten and whispered, "Hmm."

He put on his hat, didn't stay any longer, pushed the door open and left.

"What were you thinking about just now?"

Jiang Niannian didn't know how to explain the book-traveling thing to Yin Buqi, so she just said, "I'm thinking of replacing the person in the magic circle."

Yin Buqi said, "It is a courtesy when hearing this."

"Wen Shili?! Why would he do this?"

"In this world, the only person who can make an exception for him is his apprentice."

"How did you know that?"

Yin Buqi moved a little closer, pulled her into his arms, played with her fingers and said nonchalantly: "He is in charge of this Immortal Alliance Conference. He is the most likely person to come into contact with the magic circle. Moreover, the magic circle is so large and powerful that only a cultivator in the Mahayana stage can do it. He is the most suspicious."

Jiang Niannian said: "According to what you said, it is indeed true. Wen Shili has always been impartial and cold-hearted, which makes it difficult for people to doubt him."

"Sometimes, being cold-hearted is a sin." Yin Buqi lowered his head, his eyes moving, and no one knew what he was thinking. Then he said, "Niannian, I'm hungry."

Jiang Niannian nodded and turned to look at the slightly open window. It was dark outside and night had fallen, but they had not eaten yet.

She habitually rested her head against his forehead, and when she saw that the fever had subsided, she went downstairs to find some food. After a while, she brought up a wooden tray.

There were two bowls of porridge, some pickled vegetables, and a plate of quail eggs on the tray.

The two of them sat at the table. Jiang Niannian was eating porridge, but Yin Buqi didn't move and just stared at her.

Jiang Niannian said, "There's nothing to eat in the kitchen at this time. Don't give up. Just eat something."

"Hmm." Yin Buqi came over and ate the porridge on her spoon.

Jiang Niannian: Isn’t there another bowl…

She put down the spoon, picked up a quail egg that was as white as a pearl with chopsticks, and put it into her mouth.

Yin Buqi pressed most of his body towards her, his red eyes were a little deep, and he held her chin and slowly approached her.

Jiang Niannian was shocked: "Don't give up!"

The red lips opened, just as someone wanted.

When the soft lips and tongue came close and entangled with each other, Jiang Niannian felt a numbness in the back of her head.

Yin Buqi let her go and chewed the quail egg in his mouth.

His pale lips curled up into a smile, which looked particularly beautiful in the night: "Nian Nian's mouth is indeed more delicious."