Jiang Zhige carefully recalled the plot in the novel when he besieged the Demon Emperor, and soon found a way.

Among the people present was a former subordinate of the Devil Emperor, the general of Xuan Cang, Zhou Wuji.

Since joining the Xuancang Holy Land, he has always been loyal to the Devil Emperor, but unfortunately not only did he not gain the Devil Emperor's trust, he even heard the news that his wife was killed by the Devil Emperor one day.

Zhou Wuji summoned the courage to ask the Devil Emperor for explanation, but was dismissed by the Devil Emperor casually.

Years of suspicion and the brutal murder of his wife made him completely disappointed with the Devil Emperor.

In fact, what distressed Zhou Wuji the most was not the death of his wife, but the disapproval of the Devil Emperor.

At this time, Qu Yun had the idea of ​​besieging Xuancang Holy Land, but Zhou Wuji hesitated and betrayed the Devil Emperor.

If it wasn't for his cooperation, Qu Yun and his party would not have been able to capture the Xuancang Holy Land so easily.

Jiang Zhige thought to himself, with Zhou Wuji's character, as long as he revises his memory properly, Zhou Wuji will definitely change his mind, and desperately help him reduce the seal of the Sleepy Sky Chain.

"Boy, it's up to you whether I can get out of trouble..."

........

In the light and shadow screen, several hours passed in a flash.

It was getting late, and it was impossible for the two of them to travel overnight in the heavy snow, so they could only rest in the cave for one night.

The next day at Yin Shi, Jiang Zhige's face was pale, and he sat up slowly, clutching his calf.

The pain at the wound is piercing, how could he sleep peacefully?

Jiang Zhige turned his head to look at Nangong Rou, she was snuggling beside him, frowning and seemed to be sleeping unsteadily.

Jiang Zhige put Nangong Rou in a comfortable sleeping position and moved his body to sit further away.

He lifted the cuff of his left leg, revealing the bloody wound inside.

After the snow covering the wound melted, in order not to let Nangong Rou find out, Jiang Zhige could only endure the pain and sit in one position for several hours.

If he doesn't deal with the wound now, he won't survive for two hours.

Jiang Zhige thought for a while and looked at the fire that was about to go out.

I saw that he took out a piece of charcoal from the fire with lightning speed and pressed it against the wound on his calf.

sizzle...

The intense burning pain from the calf and palm made Jiang Zhige's expression distorted, and the blue veins burst out on his forehead.

In order not to wake Nangong Rou up, he could only grit his teeth and keep silent, watching the charcoal burn the wound on his calf little by little.

........

In Zhengyang Hall, everyone showed shocked expressions.

"The devil is trying to forcibly suture the wound with charcoal?"

"Although this method can stop bleeding and save life, but the surrounding environment is harsh, at most people can live a few more hours..."

"Devil Emperor is really cruel, so young, he can endure the pain without humming."

Hundreds of strong people present were full of emotion, even if they had reached the peak of the heavens, it was impossible for them not to change their color when the charcoal burned their flesh and blood.

Qu Yun frowned, staring at Jiang Zhige in the picture and said in a deep voice, "Perhaps it is this ruthlessness that allows him to enter the realm of the emperor."

Nangong Rou wiped away her tears, Qu Yun was right, Jiang Zhige was not only ruthless to himself, but even more ruthless to the people around him.

Otherwise, how could he, a beggar, break the name of the Devil Emperor and take charge of the heavenly realm?

.........

When the wound was completely burnt, Jiang Zhige resisted the dizziness and threw away the charcoal, lying softly on the ground.

His face was pale, and he gasped for breath, feeling that he had just passed through the gate of hell.

In fact, Jiang Zhige has been wandering outside the gate of hell every day since he was born.

However, this time was the closest he had ever been to death.

After a long time, Jiang Zhige sat up with difficulty and looked at the fire with only a few sparks left.

The snow has not stopped at this time, and if there is no fire, the temperature inside the cave will not be much higher than that outside.

Jiang Zhige can barely endure the cold, but Nangong Rou is different, he must not suffer Nangong Rou with him.

Jiang Zhige didn't think much, and slowly took off the sackcloth full of patches, revealing the hay wrapped around him with a string.

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He was poor all his life, and naturally he couldn't afford a brocade and a beautiful coat, so he could only tie a hay around his body to protect him from the cold.

Jiang Zhige untied the rope and put the hay into the fire little by little.

The flames rekindled, and Nangong Rou's expression quickly softened.

It is a pity that the hay was not burned, and it didn't take long for the fire to start to subside.

Seeing that Nangong Rou's expression became uncomfortable again, Jiang Zhige began to feel anxious.

He thought for a while, then suddenly took off his underwear and put it into the fire.

The fire suddenly stabilized, and Nangong Rou slept much more comfortably.

Jiang Zhige breathed a sigh of relief, and went as close to the fire as possible to bake his body that was about to freeze.

In the following time, in order to maintain the fire, he burned his clothes again and again until only a linen coat remained.

Jiang Zhige didn't burn the sackcloth coat, not because he was reluctant, but because he was afraid that Nangong Rou would wake up and know what he had done.

With a sackcloth jacket outside, Jiang Zhige only looked pale and thinner, so Nangong Rou could not notice it.

Two hours later, the fire was completely extinguished, and the wind and snow outside finally subsided.

Jiang Zhige looked at the bright sky, and whispered in Nangong Rou's ear, "Rou'er, wake up, it's dawn."

After a while, Nangong Rou slowly got up and murmured sleepily, "Brother, are we leaving so early?"

"Rou'er, when we find that place, you can sleep as long as you want and eat a lot of delicious food."

Jiang Zhige smiled bitterly, he was afraid that if he didn't hurry up in time, he would not be able to accompany Nangong Rou to finish the ten-mile journey alive.

Nangong Rou seemed to have the air of getting up, but she still didn't feel happy when she heard the words. She pouted and said, "Brother, I'm hungry again, I don't want to wait, I just want to eat now."

Jiang Zhige's expression was a little stiff. He was silent for a while, then squeezed out a smile and said, "Then Rou'er wait for a while, brother is going to find something to eat now."

After Jiang Zhige finished speaking, he took a deep breath, resisted the injury of his left leg, stood up, and walked out of the cave as if nothing had happened.

"Well, Rou'er is waiting for her brother to come back."

Nangong Rou yawned, lay back and closed her eyes again.

With the experience of eating meat yesterday, she still has high hopes for Jiang Zhige this time.

......

At this moment, everyone in the hall was full of emotion.

You must know that clothes are used for heating and cold protection. Jiang Zhige could have given the clothes to Nangong Rou, but he threw them into the fire as fuel.

You say he is stupid, he is not stupid, but he does it anyway.

"Burn clothes to keep warm, so there really is such a ridiculous thing in the world?"

"The Devil Emperor is like this, still looking for food?"

"Look, the Devil Emperor stopped outside the cave and didn't go far, he, he should not want to..."

......

All over the heavens, the hundreds of tribes in Kyushu were all shocked by it, and their eyes were fixed on the picture in the light and shadow.

"Burning clothes for warmth, cutting meat for food, is he... Really the Devil Emperor?"

"The artifact of Empress Hange is naturally impossible to fake."

"Since the Devil Emperor took charge of the heavens, he has been tyrannical and murderous, arbitrary and tyrannical, and has brought down the world, but now it seems that at least he is worthy of Fairy Nangong."