The next morning, Nian Jinshu woke up.

The sun was shining brightly, and she turned her head and saw a row of peach blossoms blooming outside the window.

The demonic aura in his chest faded a little. Nian Jinshu was hungry in his stomach. After washing up, he went out. Unexpectedly, he saw that the man who was dying yesterday was already wearing a black robe and wearing a mask standing under the corridor.

Under the breeze and the moon, the peach blossoms are burning.

The jade belt at his waist outlined him thin and slender, with a pure black mask, without any color or style. His eyes were smiling, which naturally reminded Nian Jinshu of the scene of him kneeling on one knee on the small high platform and holding flowers in his hand to make her smile.

The Star Konjac in the storage bag is worth three million magic coins.

Nian Jinshu put on a face that you are the financial backer, "It's so early."

The man chuckled, "Good."

The two looked at each other, which was quite embarrassing. After all, they were not very familiar with each other. Each one showed a deep affection. Nian Jinshu felt a little incongruent and turned the topic stiffly, "My name is Nian Jinshu, what's your name?"

"Nangui." The man's voice was light and trembling.

Nian Jinshu was stunned, his voice changed, "What's your name?"

"Go to the south."

The peach blossoms fell with the wind, and the fragrance of flowers overflowed. A piece of peach blossoms flew on the man's shoulders. It was the only vivid color in his body. Nian Jinshu's heart beat almost incorrectly.

In the three years of falling into the Demon Realm in her previous life, she lived a daze. The young man who was with her side had a clear voice, but she was extremely silent. She needed to rest. For a long, long time, her world was silent.

Once, she asked, what is your name?

The boy held her hand and wrote his name in the palm of her hand.

——Return to the south.

Nian Jinshu's voice became hoarse, and he stared at his face in a daze, "Are you... your face hurt?"

Nangui was silent for a moment, "Yes, half of it burned."

Nian Jinshu was buried in the heart, and the memories gradually woke up. During those three years, she forgot many things for revenge. For revenge, she had reached a desperate situation.

Her world is boundless dark.

Her life had long lost its light.

She didn't even understand why there would be someone who stayed by her without asking for anything in return.

During the days when her eyes were about to come back to light, she once said accidentally that she wanted to see what he looked like.

The boy took her hand, stroked his face, and described his facial features inch by inch. She no longer remembered his appearance, but only remembered what he said at that time.

Agui, you must be a beauty.

Although I don’t remember Nangui’s appearance, I remember that his face was smooth and flawless and without any scars.

In her memory, Nangui, she had a clear voice and flawless face. She never left her for three years and never crossed the line, and she never said a frivolous word.

When she goes crazy and desperate, she will embrace her and coax her to sleep.

Nangui in front of him had a hoarse voice, half of his face was burned, and his behavior was frivolous and seductive. He and the boy in her memory had nothing in common every day.

The age is not right.

The boy she remembers was only eighteen years old.

When she fell into the Demon Realm that year, she was already twenty-eight years old.

This is the south, not the other.

Her boy, when she was sixteen, didn't know where to play mud in the demon world.

"Have you heard my name?" Nan Gui's hoarse voice was a little tense, and there was some undetectable nervousness.

Nian Jinshu is already trapped in memories and is unaware of it.

"I once had an old friend..." Nian Jinshu came to his senses and threw away his heavy memories, "It's nothing, Master Nan, I'm very hungry, do I have food to eat?"

Nangui's fingers bent lightly and slowly loosened, "Yes!"
Chapter completed!