But at this moment, his real feelings told Jiang Zhige that he was not dreaming or falling into an illusion.

Everything around him was real, he was still in Baijia Mountain, and Lu Tianjiao was also killed by him.

Before Jiang Zhige could accept the reality, there was a sudden shock from the tomb not far away.

Jiang Zhige's expression changed slightly, even though he was separated by a long distance, he seemed to hear Nangongrou's urgent cry for help.

Jiang Zhige didn't care about anything else, and quickly ran towards the tomb.

But he ran to the entrance of the tomb, but was blocked by an invisible formation.

I don't know where the formation came from. With Jiang Zhige's cultivation, it is basically impossible to break through this formation by himself.

"what happened?!"

Jiang Zhige's eyes were bloodshot, do you want Nangong Rou to leave him again?

Jiang Zhige tried every means, using the talisman to smash, slashing with the spirit sword, or hitting him with his body, but unfortunately it didn't help the defense in any way.

"Rouer..."

The sense of despair made Jiang Zhige suffocate, he fell to his knees, burst into tears, and thumped the ground weakly.

"Why, why are you doing this to me?"

"If this is a dream, wake up quickly?!"

Jiang Zhige didn't understand why he would return to Baijia Mountain again, and why would he kill Lu Tianjiao?

There was no danger in the tomb, why did it vibrate, and even such a powerful formation protection appeared?

"Dream? You are just a beggar, but you can just find a lovely sister who unconditionally trusts you, and even worshipped the fairy door, and met a master who took good care of you. Isn't your past a dream?"

Hearing these words, Jiang Zhige suddenly woke up and began to doubt his life.

The other party was right, he is a beggar, why does he have a sister who is extremely dependent on him, how can he be called a brother to the true legend of Xianmen, and how can he let an elder of Xianmen care for him?

"The world is uncertain, floating life is like a dream, what is false and what is reality?"

"There has never been Jiang Zhige who worshipped Xianmen, only a little beggar who froze to death in a ruined temple."

"What you hear and see is just a dream of Huang Liang!"

Jiang Zhige's face was pale, and all kinds of past events appeared in his mind like a revolving light.

In the winter of seven years ago, there was not enough food to eat and clothing to keep out the cold. It was understandable that he, a nine-year-old beggar, froze to death.

Maybe everything in Tianyun Pavilion is just a fantasy of a beggar before he freezes to death.

Ning Qiushui, Yao Qianji, Lu Tianjiao, these people did not exist at all.

The next moment, Jiang Zhige raised his head and shouted angrily, "Where is the evildoer? An dare to destroy my Taoism?"

The rest can indeed make him suspicious, but Nangong Rou alone cannot be his fantasy.

In the snow field, Nangong Rou blocked the snow with her body, and took Jiang Zhige to move forward with difficulty, and she would not abandon him even to death.

In Baiku Mountain, Nangong Rou wiped out the evasion talisman and resolutely stood in front of Jiang Zhige, just to live and die with him.

That voice, brother, even after a thousand years, Jiang Zhige will never forget it.

The sky was silent for two seconds, and there was a burst of low-pitched laughter.

Jiang Zhige's face was gloomy and he was about to ask a question, when an unprecedented force suddenly surged out of his body.

It's not spiritual power, and don't know where it came from, but in an instant, his Qi machine surpassed the spirit martial realm.

Jiang Zhige was stunned for a moment, then immediately reacted, raising his sword and slashing at the formation protection that was hard to shake.

Only a crisp sound was heard, and the protection of the formation was shattered like a spider web.

Seeing this, Jiang Zhige didn't have time to care about that laughter, and immediately rushed into the tomb.

In the corridor of the tomb, there are four corpses lying in a tragic state of death.

Nangong Rou was holding a spirit sword and looked terrified, her eyes fixed on the opposite side of the corridor.

The last short-haired female brother stood in front of Nangong Rou and said in a deep voice, "The formation seems to have disappeared, Junior Sister Nangong, run quickly, and I'll buy you time."

Nangong Rou was very scared, but she still shook her head and said, "No, no, if I leave..."

Although she didn't have a deep relationship with this short-haired female younger brother, it was really impossible for her to abandon her companions and escape alone.

The short-haired woman's heart warmed. For someone with a low status like her, Nangong Rou was unwilling to abandon her. No wonder Lu Tianjiao liked her so much.

"Junior Sister Nangong, don't worry about me, you still..."

Before he finished speaking, a black air flew from a distance, and penetrated the short-haired woman's chest on the spot.

"Quick... run away..."

The short-haired woman's mouth was full of blood, and after struggling for two seconds, she fell straight to the ground.

"Sister!!"

Nangong Rou's face was pale, and he couldn't hold the spirit sword in his hand at all.

She has been sheltered by her brother and master in the past, and has cultivated to the Spiritual Martial Realm. She has not yet killed a domestic animal. Usually, she is a little uncomfortable to witness the beheading of monsters, and it is impossible to face a strong enemy alone.

Boom! Boom!

There were bursts of dull footsteps across the corridor.

Nangong Rou looked up and saw that a giant skeleton in armor and covered in black energy was slowly walking towards her.

Nangong Rou's legs suddenly became weak, and there was a deep fear in her heart.

She glanced at the body of the short-haired woman, and finally turned around and fled towards the exit.

"sorry Sorry..."

Nangong Rou burst into tears, her guilt almost overshadowed her fear.

She blamed herself for not being able to save the five companions who swore to protect her, and blamed herself for not having the courage to bury them here together.

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But she really didn't want to die, and she didn't want to see Jiang Zhige again in the future.

The armored skeleton saw that Nangong Rou was about to flee, and rushed towards her at a faster pace.

Nangong Rou didn't dare to look back, so she ran desperately.

It's a pity that even though she used her martial arts to escape for her life, the dull footsteps behind her were still getting closer.

Nangong Rou could feel that the armored skeleton was about to catch up, and the sense of despair kept surging like a wave.

"Rou'er!"

At this moment, Jiang Zhige's voice came from the front.

Nangong Rou looked forward, revealing a pair of red eyes from crying.

"elder brother!"

Nangong Rou cried, rushed over and threw herself into Jiang Zhige's arms.

Jiang Zhige patted Nangong Rou on the back and comforted: "Don't be afraid of Rou'er, with me there, nothing will happen."

He said so, seeing the armored skeleton that was about to rush over, his eyes revealed an unprecedented solemnity.

The armored skeleton is a creature that Jiang Zhige has never seen before, its might is close to the realm of Taoism, and the black energy that surrounds it is even more bizarre.

To deal with this kind of monster, I am afraid that Master Yao Qianji is here, and I dare not say that there is a 100% chance of winning.

Nangong Rou's eyes were hazy with tears, and she said in a trembling voice, "I'm so afraid of you coming, and I'm so afraid that you won't come..."

Although she had been praying that Jiang Zhige would show up to save her, she knew very well how strong the armored skeleton was, and Jiang Zhige would only have one more corpse when he came.

"Rou'er, you go first, I'm sure to deal with it."

Jiang Zhige stood in front of Nangong Rou, showing a might that could rival the armor and skeleton.