"Why doesn't the Demon Emperor know how to cherish such a heavy heart?"

"Now I just want to know what was it that made the Devil Emperor betray Fairy Nangong."

The people in the hall sighed endlessly. It was supposed to be a pair of immortals, why did they come to the point where they meet today?

An innocent, cute and playful girl turned into an indifferent, unapproachable fairy from the dust.

A childish boy with a kind-hearted personality turned into a demon emperor of the God Realm with a fierce reputation and a big shock in Jiuxiao.

At this moment, rather than beheading Jiang Zhige to vent their hatred, more people want him to change his mind and resolve the misunderstanding with Nangong Rou.

Unfortunately, as Jiang Zhige thought back then, it was too late.

He is not the childish boy of the year, and Nangong Rou is no longer the playful girl of the year.

How could the Demon Emperor who covered the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood go back to the past with Fairy Nangong, who was floating in the dust?

At this time, everyone in the hall was immersed in the light and shadow screen, but Qu Yun was no longer paying attention.

Seeing Nangong Rou's sad face, he was really a little flustered.

If it goes on like this, even if the ending of Jiang Zhige's betrayal does not change, Nangong Rou will refuse to accept anyone's heart because he can't unravel the knot in his heart.

Qu Yun, who has always had affection for Nangong Rou, must be the first to bear the brunt.

Back then, her relationship with Jiang Zhige was so deep that she was betrayed. What reason does Nangong Rou have to accept Qu Yun?

"Xiaorou, don't take it seriously, don't you think it's too coincidental? Jiang Zhige must have deliberately tricked him back then. He wanted to deepen your feelings for him, and thus firmly control you."

Qu Yun was too anxious to discredit Jiang Zhige, not realizing that his excuse was lame.

Nangong Rou's eyes remained on the light and shadow screen, as if she hadn't heard Qu Yun's words.

"Xiaorou, don't be confused by Jiang Zhige, he is..."

Before Qu Yun finished speaking, Nangong Rou suddenly cast a cold gaze.

Qu Yun's face turned pale, and he stumbled back half a step.

That look seemed to say, "Please don't make a fuss, the relationship between you and me is not good enough for you to point fingers."

For Qu Yun, who had always valued Nangong Rou very highly, this look was undoubtedly the biggest blow to him.

Could it be that in Nangong Rou's heart, is he no better than Jiang Zhige, who has fallen into the devil's way?

"Why? Did I say something wrong, or did I keep being selfish and she just regarded me as a friend who didn't have a deep relationship?"

Qu Yun clenched his fists, bowed his head and stood beside him, not daring to say any more.

He originally thought that he and Nangong Rou would come together sooner or later, maybe they would become Taoist companions after beheading Jiang Zhige.

But she never thought that Nangong Rou would show such a cold attitude to Jiang Zhige for Jiang Zhige.

In fact, it wasn't that Qu Yun was being affectionate. Nangong Rou did have a favorable impression of him in that respect, but it was just that the relationship had not been confirmed.

But Qu Yun cared too much about Nangong Rou, ignored the importance of Jiang Zhige in Nangong Rou's heart at this time, and said some inappropriate words, not only could not change Nangong Rou's opinion of Jiang Zhige, but would smear himself.

Besides, Qu Yun's reason was too lame, no one would take it seriously except himself.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Jiang Zhige had no reason to make Ji deepen Nangong Rou's feelings for him at that time, because the relationship between the two was already deeper than that of his biological brothers and sisters.

On the contrary, it was Nangong Tenderness who had just opened up, always playing small tricks to make Jiang Zhige notice her affection.

............

Seeing that the Corpse-Swallowing Spider was about to tear Nangong Rou in half, a flash of light suddenly flashed in the forest.

The aura was extremely powerful, and in just an instant, it shattered the corpse-devouring steel spider's head as if it were destructive.

Jiang Zhige's expression was stunned, leaving him and Nangong Rou helpless. The monster in the middle stage of the Lingwu realm with extremely strong defense was killed like this?

After the death of the corpse-devouring spider, the two steel knives fell down weakly, and Nangong Rou also fell down.

Seeing this, Jiang Zhige didn't have time to think about it, and hurried forward to catch her.

"Rouer hold on, you'll be fine..."

Jiang Zhige hugged Nangong Rou, who was covered in blood, and quickly fed her a healing medicine.

Nangong Rou's face was weak. She looked at Jiang Zhige and wanted to say something, but in the end she was too injured and closed her eyes.

"Rou, Rou'er?!"

Jiang Zhige was so frightened that he almost collapsed, mobilizing his spiritual power to desperately protect Nangong Rou's heart.

"Don't worry, she wasn't hurt, she just passed out."

A familiar voice came from not far away, Jiang Zhige turned his head to look, it was Ning Qiushui who should have been seriously injured.

Jiang Zhige didn't have time to think about how Ning Qiushui came here, so he hurriedly pointed to check Nangong Rou's breath, and found that she really just fainted.

Jiang Zhige breathed a sigh of relief, as long as Nangong Rou was still alive, everything would be insignificant.

After a long pause, Jiang Zhige still had lingering fears when he saw the corpse-devouring steel spider whose head was in a different place.

If Ning Qiushui hadn't come to rescue him, he and Nangong Rou would have become two corpses at this moment.

Mentioning Ning Qiushui, Jiang Zhige suddenly reacted, turned his head to look at Ning Qiushui and asked, "Senior sister, aren't you injured? Why..."

"What's that little bit of injury? Don't forget your senior sister, I'm at the peak of the Spirit Martial Realm, so I don't need to be restrained by Cong Demon. Will it be difficult to deal with an ordinary mid-stage Spirit Martial Realm monster?"

Ning Qiushui waved his hand with a calm expression on his face.

Jiang Zhige nodded. It was indeed the case. Ning Qiushui once had a record of beheading monsters in the Taoist realm, so dealing with a mid-level Lingwu monster was naturally not a problem.

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However, there is one thing that is very strange. Whether it is Cong Demon or Corpse Devouring Steel Spider, the chains will always fall off at a critical moment. Not long ago, Cong Demon was about to kill Jiang Zhige, but suddenly his strength was greatly reduced and he was sure to kill him with one blow.

The same is true of the Corpse-Swallowing Steel Spider, which could solve the two brothers and sisters twice, but failed to stab the key.

Jiang Zhige didn't think too much about it, because he couldn't think of any other possibility other than a coincidence.

"By the way, Senior Sister, how did you find it? I didn't use the Mind Stone..."

"Should I ask this kind of question? Don't be brave if you can't beat it. If I come back later, Junior Sister Nangong will be dead."

Ning Qiushui sighed while supporting his forehead. Jiang Zhige clearly possessed the Heart-penetrating Stone, but he didn't notify her to come to rescue when he was in a desperate situation.

"I saw that Senior Sister was seriously injured, so..."

Jiang Zhige smiled embarrassingly, he really didn't expect Ning Qiushui to recover so quickly.

Ning Qiushui pretended to be unhappy when he heard the words, stepped forward and asked, "You mean you're afraid of killing me? You look down on Senior Sister too much? Besides, Junior Sister Nangong, and me, don't always notify me when they are in danger.You? You feel that you can't beat it and endure the dangerous behavior alone. You think it's great, but it's too selfish in my opinion!"

"Besides, it doesn't matter if you are alone, but you will kill Junior Sister Nangong like this, don't you know?"

Ning Qiushui said a lot, seemingly accusing Jiang Zhige, but there was a complex emotion that was difficult to detect in the depths of his eyes.