The woman fell to the ground, her eyes wide open, and she instantly turned into blood and disappeared.
Jiang Niannian was stunned for a moment, frightened.
The pretty boy stood there without moving, and didn't look like he wanted to hurt her.
Although his eyes were covered with a white cloth, Jiang Niannian always felt that he was looking at her. Somehow, she felt inexplicably happy in her heart, as if she had been waiting for him for a long time.
The two of them confronted each other for more than ten minutes, and the pretty boy finally spoke slowly, his voice trembling and hoarse: "Come here."
Jiang Niannian took a few steps back and asked him, "Are you... a human or a ghost?"
The pretty boy was not angry. He walked over with a dignified step and picked her up like a child.
Jiang Niannian: Is it really okay to throw yourself into someone's arms like this when you first meet? !
The ethereal cedar scent from the man wafted towards her, making Jiang Niannian feel dizzy. This pretty boy smelled quite nice.
He was born very well.
Jiang Niannian had never seen this face before, but because he was so handsome, she felt as if she had met him in a dream.
What he had just done was completely inconsistent with his frail appearance.
He killed the horrible and weird woman without batting an eyelid.
At this moment, he held her tightly in his arms with a strong attitude.
After hugging like this for a while, Jiang Niannian felt a little embarrassed. She struggled symbolically but failed to break free.
"Um... can we let it go now?"
The man chuckled, and a golden light flashed in his palm, and the red umbrella disappeared. He whispered in her ear, "Call my name, and I'll let you go."
Jiang Niannian was slightly stunned. How would she know his name!
Seeing that she didn't speak, the man's smile deepened, and his fingers gently rubbed her earlobe: "Yin Buqi."
"What?"
"My name is Yin Buqi, remember it."
"Yeah." Jiang Niannian nodded obediently.
Now that she had calmed down, she thought carefully about her situation.
Judging from what happened just now, he didn't seem to want to kill her.
Everyone disappeared and she was isolated and helpless. More people meant more care. No matter how to say it, this pretty boy looked sick and his cultivation was definitely higher than hers. She should follow him first.
When the man asked her if she was willing to go home with him, Jiang Niannian agreed without hesitation.
"It's just a humble room with bare walls. Please don't despise it."
Jiang Niannian was stunned. How did he know her name
Even though he felt strange, he still said, "I don't mind. I definitely don't mind."
Yin Buqi casually conjured up a lantern and led her forward.
Jiang Niannian asked, "How long have you been in this underworld?"
"About five hundred years."
"It's been so long..."
Jiang Niannian looked around as she walked. She knew the flower that grew wildly on the ground like fire. It was called red spider lily, but this tree... looked like bamboo, but its branches, leaves and fruits were all red.
The fruit is like the red sun shining on the leaves, and the leaves are like the sunset reflecting the red fruit.
She couldn't help but ask, "What kind of tree is that next to it?"
"It's Nandina domestica. It never loses its leaves. The colder the weather, the redder the leaves become."
"Your eyes..."
"Blind."
Jiang Niannian was stunned and muttered, "You look like nothing happened... How did you become blind?"