When Jiang Niannian came out of the hot spring, she happened to meet Jiang Ziyu, who was flustered and distraught.

The monks live on the top of the mountain, and the hot spring pool is on the mountainside. Judging from the direction he left, it seems that he was going down the mountain?

What are you doing down the mountain so late?

There are situations.

Jiang Niannian followed curiously.

She did not deliberately hide her presence, but Jiang Ziyu was worried and so panicked that she did not notice someone was following her.

On this side, Yin Buqi waited in the house for a long time but couldn't find Jiang Niannian, so he wanted to go out to look for her.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the door was opened, a woman hurriedly squeezed into the room.

She was wearing a gauze dress and walked towards him softly and gracefully.

The white and green gauze, as thin as a cicada's wings, could not cover her snow-white skin, and the spring scenery inside could be vaguely seen.

The skirt is open to the thighs, revealing a breathtaking beauty.

"What are you doing here?" Yin Buqi looked at her coldly, "Stay away from me, I have something else to do."

Tang Murou said: "No, I came here specially to find you."

Yin Buqi raised his lips with a hint of sarcasm, his red eyes were filled with coldness: "You really are a haunting ghost."

"No." Tang Murou looked at him, with a light in her eyes that ordinary people could hardly detect. She said softly, "I have something important to tell you. Come closer."

She looks delicate and weak, with red lips and a sweet voice.

Behind her, nine fox tails silently transformed.

Yin Buqi looked into her eyes. It seemed like only a moment had passed, yet it also seemed like a long time had passed.

"OK."

Yin Buqi smiled.

His skin was pale, his hair was as black as ink, and his lips were as red as if they were dripping with blood. Under the moonlight, his smile was unexpectedly captivating.

Tang Murou was stunned for a moment. Why didn't she realize that he was so handsome before?

The corners of her lips slowly curled up into a faint, smug smile.

Her eyes move around like a fairy, silently captivating people's hearts.

Ever since she knew she was the Nine-Tailed Fox, she had been practicing the art of seduction these days, and it turned out that hard work pays off.

She twisted her waist and moved closer to Yin Buqi. Every movement she made was extremely charming.

Yin Buqi's smile deepened. He raised his hand and pulled out his nameless sword from the air.

The scarlet black iron sword seemed light in his hand, and when it pierced into Tang Murou's shoulder, it was like lightning, a dazzling red.

"Ah! You, what are you doing!" Tang Murou covered her shoulder in pain. The blood was particularly glaring on her snow-white skin. She looked at him in disbelief.

Why isn't he controlled by the charm? !

Before coming here, she had clearly tried it on many people and it always worked. Why did it fail on him? !

Yin Buqi narrowed his eyes, and there was danger in his words: "Yin already has a family, so he should keep himself clean."

"You've put Nian Nian in danger many times. I've wanted to kill you for a long time."

His overly pale face revealed an eerie coldness, and his eyes were filled with disgust and murderous intent.

Tang Murou's half-confused pupils suddenly shrank, and immediately turned into extreme surprise. Seeing that Yin Buqi seemed to really have the intention to kill her, she was terrified, and raised her voice as if to risk everything: "You are Yin Li, the eldest master Yin Li from the dead Rimu!"

Yin Buqi's raised sword really stopped. He asked, "How did you know?"

Tang Murou was shaking with pain, shedding tears as she said, "I dreamed...I dreamed about it."

Afraid that Yin Buqi would not believe her, she said hastily, "I have the ability to predict the future in my dreams. I have seen that one day in the future, the evil spirits will awaken, and those who have red spider lilies on their bodies will stain the world with blood! That day in the Demon Palace, I saw it on your body... and I knew it was you..."

"The world is stained with blood..." Yin Buqi murmured, as if he had heard some of it.

Tang Murou saw that his expression had eased a little, she lowered her eyes with tears in her eyes and bowed her head slightly. She knew that she looked the most pitiful and weak in this way. Any man seeing this would feel pity for her to some extent, and it was impossible for him not to be moved.

Tang Murou continued, "The fate of evil is just a cover. The real scary thing is the evil seed."

"Those who are chosen by the evil spirits will have their six relatives killed. Think about your dead parents..."

Yin Buqi said, "Go on."

"I know you like Jiang Niannian, but the fate of a mortal cannot bear a disaster star like you! Only as a nine-tailed beast, I can complement you and we are a perfect match!"

Yin Buqi didn't say anything. After a long while, he smiled brilliantly.

"What a perfect match, what a perfect match."

"Buqi, you believe me, right? You forgot about Jiang Niannian, what's so good about her? I'm prettier than her and more suitable for you than her. You and I...ah!"

Before she could finish her words, Tang Murou was blown away by a stream of spiritual power and crashed onto the stone table in the yard.

Yin Buqi walked out of the house, lowered his face expressionlessly, and looked coldly at the woman who was curled up in pain on the ground.

"Ms. Tang, you are too confident. Putting aside your imaginary dream, what qualifications do you have to be compared with my Nian Nian?"

Without any deliberate disguise, one could clearly see the coldness and indifference in his eyes.

All of a sudden, grievance, sadness, and shame flooded into her heart. Tang Murou covered her wound with her hands, tears streaming down her cheeks, but she continued, "If you... don't listen to me... you'll regret it... you killed my parents... and you'll also... kill her..."

Yin Buqi leaned over, lifted her chin, and his fingertips were so powerful that he seemed to crush her bones.

"Ugh!" Tang Murou's tears flowed even more fiercely, her eyes full of fear.

"Since you can't control your mouth and don't know what to say and what not to say, let me control it for you."

A long sword attacked, Yin Buqi slightly turned his head to avoid it, and looked at the person who came coldly.

Tang Xuanye hurried forward, gathered spiritual power in his palm and attacked.

Yin Buqi curled his lips into a smile, pushed Tang Murou away, leaned sideways to avoid the attack and stood up.