An incense stick ago.
Qin Gengyun was about to go out to find Qiu Zhihe, but was stopped by Jiang Yin.
This woman, dressed in white, holding a Yaoqin, was elegant and serene, like a Fairy descending dust.
She looked at Qin Gengyun with a pleading face: "Taoist Friend Qin, can we talk?"
Qin Gengyun was about to refuse when Jiang Yin unexpectedly knelt down: "It concerns life and death, please you must listen to what I have to say."
Jiang Yin's graceful demeanor made this gentle kneel still full of immortal air, but her face carried sorrow, her eyes were red, a kind of Fairy caught in the dust with heartbreaking forlorn.
"Fairy Jiang, I'm sorry....."
Before Qin Gengyun could finish, Jiang Yin's face changed dramatically, she loudly said:
"Qin Lang, I don't want any status, just don't abandon me!"
Afterwards, she actually stood up and took Qin Gengyun's arm, entering the courtyard.
