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    In the hall, everyone was quite emotional. They had heard some rumors between the Demon Emperor and Fairy Nangong, but they never thought that the two had such a deep relationship back then.

    One was desperate to save his sister, and the other refused to enter the fairy gate for his brother without hesitation.

    "I really can't figure out why the devil emperor's temperament changed so much after such a deep brother and sister relationship..."

    "Look down and know, where is this going?"

    "Speaking of which, the fairy is really a fairy, and she was so cute when she was a child."

    "Fairy Nangong is not far away, be careful not to be beaten..."

    Nangong Rou didn't care about these discussions, and her attention was always on the picture of light and shadow.

    At this time, there was a blush on her cheek, and she couldn't believe that the girl in the picture was herself.

    What is 'I only want my brother'? Even as a child, it was too shy, right?

    Seeing this, Qu Yun, who was next to him, had an ugly expression on his face, and his killing intent towards Jiang Zhige became stronger and stronger.

    Although he has yet to make substantial progress with Nangong Rou, Qu Yun has long regarded her as something in his pocket.

    Seeing that the woman he likes is shy because of others, Qu Yun will naturally feel extremely aggrieved, not to mention that Nangong Rou is such an alluring beauty.

    .........

    "Chance?"

    Jiang Zhige's eyes flashed, can be called a chance by the immortals, is it a magic formula for immortal cultivation? Or a mountain of treasure?

    No matter what it is, it is enough to make Jiang Zhige tempted.

    "But ten miles away..."

    Jiang Zhige sighed silently. Chances are important, but he still has to think carefully.

    For others, even if you don't take a carriage, it is easy to walk ten miles on your feet.

    However, Jiang Zhige was weak and frail, and he was severely beaten just now, but now it seems reluctant to stand still, and it is almost impossible to walk ten miles on foot.

    "The Guard is Here"

    The white-robed old man also emphasized that he wanted to be with Nangong Rou. Jiang Zhige had difficulty walking ten miles on his own. How could he bring Nangong Rou with him?

    "By the way, what about that chop?"

    At this moment, Jiang Zhige suddenly remembered Shen Quan not far away.

    He turned his head to look, and found that Shen Quan and the guards of the Shen family had long since disappeared.

    Jiang Zhige suddenly secretly said something bad, the white-robed old man left without killing Shen Quan directly. Now who knows whether Shen Quan will be frightened, or will his anger towards the white-robed old man be transferred to him and Nangong Rou?

    Noticing Xu Ling's gaze, the steward of the Shen residence sighed, got up and walked over and said, "Children, you should leave Yucheng soon, the owner of the house always pays revenge, you failed to worship the immortal as your teacher, wait until he heals the leg injury. Come here, and I will definitely take revenge on you."

    "Thank you."

    Jiang Zhige was in a heavy heart, and after he finished speaking, he dragged Nangong Rou, who was still sobbing, and ran out of the city.

    The steward of the Shen residence was right, he and Nangong Rou couldn't worship the white-robed old man as their teacher, so they were still ordinary beggars.

    As one of the biggest wealthy businessmen in Yucheng, how could Shen Quan care about two little beggars?

    So this is not the time to think at all, if he leaves later, I am afraid he will be beaten to death on the spot by the people of the Shen residence.

    Originally, he thought that even if he wanted to go, he would have to cultivate for a few days, but he didn't expect that the chance ten miles east of the city would be Jiang Zhige's only way out.

    Nangong Rou couldn't react to Jiang Zhige's sudden action, but seeing the seriousness in Jiang Zhige's eyes, she subconsciously didn't dare to cry anymore.

    "Brother, are we going back?"

    "No, brother will take you to a fun place, but it's a bit far. If Rouer can be obedient, brother will give Rouer something delicious, okay?"

    Jiang Zhige looked soothing on the surface, but he was extremely solemn on the inside.

    If the chance in the mouth of the white-robed old man didn't make him get what he wanted, he and Nangong Rou would definitely freeze to death in the heavy snow.

    Hearing that there was something delicious, Nangong Rou quickly changed her mood and said excitedly, "Brother, don't lie! Rou'er will be obedient!"

    In the laughter of childish voices, the backs of the two brothers and sisters gradually moved away from Yucheng.

    ........

    "At the age of nine, he has such a stable heart, even if the other party is the Demon Emperor of Megatron Jiuxiao, I can't believe it..."

    "Nonsense, the Demon Emperor has been begging since childhood and survived alone in a chaotic world. Compared with ordinary children, the cold winter alone can make him die more than a hundred times."

    "Yeah, even at the moment of life and death, the Devil Emperor is trying his best to make Fairy Nangong happy."

    Everyone in the hall sighed for a while. They had witnessed several previous memories, and they all knew how difficult it was for Jiang Zhige to complete the ten-mile journey.

    In the cold winter, hunger, physical weakness, pain, and another Nangong Rou, the possibility of Jiang Zhige arriving ten miles east of the city safely is almost zero.

    Not far away, Qu Yun looked gloomy and uncertain. They could see this memory, which proved that Jiang Zhige did not die on the ten-mile journey.

    In such a desperate situation, they could not die, what exactly did Jiang Zhige and Nangong Rou experience on the way?

    Nangong Rou next to him let out a long sigh, looking a little melancholy.

    Now, even if she hates Jiang Zhige, she has to admit that she once liked Jiang Zhige.

    Back then, Jiang Zhige was not a strong man who could defeat a hundred by one, nor was he the devil emperor who ruled the heavens, but he was so fascinated by Nangong Rou.

    But who would have guessed that the brothers and sisters who survived together in a desperate situation would turn against each other because of a treasure?

    "Jiang Zhige, what happened to you later..."

    Seeing these dusty memories, Nangong Rou's heart gradually became a little more confused.

    If she was given a chance to come back, what would she do?

    ......

    An hour later, outside Yucheng.

    Ordinary people walk ten miles, and it takes only two hours, but Jiang Zhige walked for an hour, and it seems that he didn't even finish half of it.

    The sky seemed to be deliberately mocking Jiang Zhige, and the velvet snow fell again, adding a layer of snow-white scorpion to him.

    crunch, crunch...

    The thick snow was enough to cover Jiang Zhige's knees, he carried Nangong Rou on his back, endured the pain and walked with difficulty step by step.

    Behind her, Nangong Rou's face was weak and she murmured, "Brother, how long until you arrive? Rou'er is so hungry..."

    She was better than Jiang Zhige, but she hadn't eaten enough for half a month, and she was about to collapse.

    "Come on, Rou'er hold on for a while longer."

    Jiang Zhige's face was pale, his lips frozen by the biting cold wind turned purple.

    In the boundless snow that could not be seen at a glance, his frail body seemed so small.

    Jiang Zhige thought of giving up more than once and just died in the snow, but the weight from behind kept reminding him that he must not die, otherwise Nangong Rou would not be spared.

    Jiang Zhige raised his head and looked in front of him. In fact, he still had a glimmer of hope.

    Today's snow is not heavy. If Jiang Zhige's will is strong enough, he might be able to bring Nangong Rou to the plum tree that the white-robed old man said.

    But there is also a premise that the weather will not get worse.

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