Under the shocked gazes of countless people in the heaven, Jiang Zhige once again stayed outside the cave and found the sharp stone from the snow.

He lifted the trousers of his left leg, stabbed into the intact thigh, endured the pain and cut out a complete piece of meat little by little.

After taking the meat, Jiang Zhige tore his right trousers, lied to Nangong Rou that he was accidentally cut by a stone while going out, and used the charcoal as fuel to cook the meat.

Nangong Rou saw that Jiang Zhige's right calf was exposed to the cold wind, and she wanted to give the Diaoqiu to Jiang Zhige, but he unquestionably refused.

Nangong Rou didn't fight too much. In her impression, Jiang Zhige has always been very cold-resistant, and losing a little trouser cuff shouldn't have much effect.

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"Confused! Confused! Although Fairy Nangong was young back then, she wouldn't eat a piece of meat less, and she would die if she was exposed to more cold. Why did the Devil Emperor come to this?"

"It's also difficult for me to understand, my sister's life is life, but his life is not life? Now that he is a dying person, how can he accompany Fairy Nangong to the ten miles east of the city?"

"Have you ever thought about it, in fact, the Devil Emperor never thought from the beginning that he could finish this journey alive..."

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the hall was stunned.

Looking back on the previous picture, it seems to be the case.

What they thought was how Jiang Zhige could accompany Nangong Rou to find the plum blossom tree ten miles east of the city.

But Jiang Zhige himself only wanted to keep Nangong Rou safe.

"The Devil..."

"Why did you get to where you are today?"

"I began to suspect that it was the Devil Emperor or us who were at fault for besieging Xuancang Holy Land today."

Everyone in the hall sighed and looked at Jiang Zhige who was kneeling in the hall.

At this moment, in addition to being shocked, they are only left with shame.

It's a bit ridiculous to say, how could they, a group of outsiders, understand Jiang Zhige's mood back then?

In fact, as early as the first time he cut meat to Nangong Rou, Jiang Zhige was already dead.

Perhaps the reason why he did this was just to increase the chances of Nangong Rou's survival as much as possible before he died.

Qu Yun's face became more and more gloomy, and he reminded aloud: "Don't be soft-hearted, the early devil emperor certainly had an innocent childhood, but since he took charge of the heaven, he committed crimes and died a thousand times is not enough. "

Everyone in the hall nodded, and they understood that even if Jiang Zhige was kind in his early years, it would not be enough to give him a good side.

Hundreds of strong people in the hall never softened, but Nangong Rou secretly clenched her fists.

Noticing Nangong Rou's small movements, Mo Ziyan couldn't help sighing silently.

In fact, Qu Yun's words are quite ambiguous.

You say Jiang Zhige is naive, he is a beggar, but he can survive in a difficult environment by himself.

You said that Jiang Zhige was innocent. He also stole in the street for the sake of two buns.

Therefore, Jiang Zhige wasn't innocent back then, he was just kind to Nangong Rou.

A group of irrelevant people in the hall can remain indifferent, but after so many years, what about Nangong Rou, who has witnessed these painful memories?

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By the time Nangong Rou finished eating the meat, the wind and snow outside had become much lighter.

Jiang Zhige's lips were already pale, but he still pretended to be normal, and took Nangong Rou's hand out of the cave.

He didn't go far when he suddenly stopped and looked up at the goose down snow in the sky.

"Rouer, from now on, you can only rely on yourself..."

Jiang Zhige looked melancholy, and his thoughts fell into memory.

His parents died when he was three years old, and he was adopted by an old beggar, suffering from hunger and cold.

The six-year-old old beggar died of illness and began to be the governor, obeying the old beggar's will and begging along the street.

He walked all over the streets, showing the corpse of an old beggar and selling it, just to get some food to win sympathy.

To this day, what Jiang Zhige couldn't let go of the most was the pity of others, compared to his contemptuous gaze.

Jiang Zhige once believed that he would not be a beggar all his life, and he would soar above the nine heavens one day.

Now that think about it, it was just a joke.

In the end, Jiang Zhige remembered his relationship with Nangong Rou for more than half a month, and a gratified smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

It may be the greatest solace in his life to meet this innocent and lovely girl.

"Rou'er, let's play a game, shall we?"

"Playing games? Okay, okay!"

Nangong Rou's eyes lit up, she turned her head and looked at Jiang Zhige expectantly.

Jiang Zhige pondered for a moment, then said with a smile, "This game is about who is stronger than us. Whoever speaks to the other first loses. Those who walk in front are not allowed to look back, understand?"

"Okay, brother, go ahead!"

Nangong Rou immediately understood the rules of the game and wanted Jiang Zhige to lead the way.

She is not stupid. She can see Jiang Zhige's back when she walks behind, but she can only see the vast white snow when she walks in front.

As long as she can see her brother's back, Nangong Rou is confident that she can beat her brother.

Jiang Zhige looked straight, shook his head and said, "That won't work, it's not fair, let's guess who will go ahead."

"OK then..."

Nangong Rou suddenly lost her confidence, but it was not easy to reject Jiang Zhige.

Because since it is a game, it must be fair and just to be interesting.

Jiang Zhige put on a good posture and said with a smile, "Rou'er, I will punch!"

Nangong Rou was delighted, thinking that her brother wanted her.

"Stone!"

"Scissors!"

"cloth!"

This time, Jiang Zhige did not let Nangong Rou go.

Nangong Rou's face collapsed, and she said angrily, "Brother is a scoundrel, brother is a liar!"

She thought that Jiang Zhige would throw a fist, but the cloth came out naturally, but Jiang Zhige came out with scissors.

"I'm willing to admit defeat, Rouer, you go first."

Jiang Zhige laughed proudly and motioned to Nangong Rou to walk in front.

"Go first, go first, Rou'er may not necessarily lose!"

Nangong Rou stomped her feet, turned around and walked forward.

When Nangong Rou turned her back to him, Jiang Zhige slowly put away his smile.

Without the childish voice to cover up, at this time, he seems to be a dying person.

His face was pale, his anger was like a gossamer, and it was difficult to even follow Nangong Rou with his limping steps.

Even if Jiang Zhige pressed the wound on his thigh tightly, blood would still flow out continuously.

Every time he walked a distance, he would leave a long line of blood in the snow.

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At this moment, almost the entire heaven fell into silence.

Countless people stared at the picture in the light and shadow, some were shocked, some were moved, and some bowed their heads in contemplation.

"He... is not a devil emperor, just a stupid brother who would risk his life for his sister."

"If I had this brother, I would have no regrets in life and death..."

Most of the heavens have never experienced the brutality of the Devil Emperor, and seeing this scene is enough to make them forget their resentment towards the Devil Emperor.

A person who can do this for his sister, how bad can he be?