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Chapter forty-seven things are developing in the expected direction
Unfortunately, it was of no avail, everything Jiang Zhige did was in vain, and he could only watch Nangong Rou gradually lose his life in front of his eyes.
On the verge of death, Nangong Rou raised her head and approached Jiang Zhige with difficulty, as if she wanted to say something more.
Seeing this, Jiang Zhige hurriedly walked over and put his hand to Nangong Rou's mouth to listen to her voice.
"Brother, brother, in fact, Rouer has always liked you very much, the kind of like that wants to marry you..."
"Rouer, but we are brothers and sisters..."
Jiang Zhige cried until he had difficulty breathing, and did not dare to look into Nangong Rou's eyes.
At this moment, he only understood what Lu Tianjiao meant by liking, but unfortunately it was too late.
"Fool... we are not related by blood..."
Nangong Rou used her last strength, turned her head and kissed Jiang Zhige's face.
After that, Nangong Rou fell into Jiang Zhige's arms and completely lost her voice.
"Rouer! Rouer!"
Jiang Zhige hugged Nangong Rou tightly, buried his hair and let out a piercing cry.
Since the six-year-old beggar died of illness, he seldom shed tears, so he cried until his throat was hoarse, like a child who has lost his beloved.
It was said to protect Nangong Rou, but how many times has Jiang Zhige been able to truly protect her?
Because of some negligence, Jiang Zhige almost killed Nangong Rou before, and now there is no chance of recovery.
He is not a competent brother at all, he is not qualified to accompany Nangong Rou, and he is not qualified to receive her love.
If what the voice in the sky said was true, Jiang Zhige hoped that he would freeze to death in the ruined temple, and meeting Nangong Rou was just a dream.
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"This should be the means of controlling the mind illusion, the magic repair, we can break through it by raising our hands, but the devil emperor at that time only had the spirit martial realm, and he was completely played with applause."
"That's right, now that the demon cultivator has appeared, it shouldn't be far from the key to the demon emperor's enchantment."
"I don't know much about the illusion world of mind control. Since it is an illusion, then what Fairy Nangong said is also false, right?"
Even people who have never heard of the mind-controlling illusion world are not worried about Nangong Rou's safety, because at this moment Nangong Rou is standing not far away, and they are more concerned about whether Nangong Rou's confession to Jiang Zhige in the illusion realm is true. .
"No, this is the horror of the mind-controlled illusion world. Although the caster can easily change things in the illusion world, the fabricated illusions have the same way of thinking as real people."
"That is to say, if Fairy Nangong is really dying, she will also confess to the Devil Emperor?"
After confirming Nangong Rou's intentions, everyone in the hall did not feel inappropriate, but instead showed a wicked smile.
It seems that Nangong Rou and Jiang Zhige are finally going in the direction they expect.
Looking at the picture in the light and shadow, Nangong Rou's face was sad and she sighed deeply.
Not long ago, she would definitely feel angry and despised by this scene, but now she only feels mixed feelings.
I still remember when the memory first appeared, Nangong Rou thought that after stepping into the world of immortal cultivation, because of her high talent in cultivation, she took care of Jiang Zhige in many places, so she did not owe Jiang Zhige much.
Now that I think about it, between myself and Jiang Zhige, is it a question of whether I owe it or not?
Back then, Jiang Zhige and Nangong Rou could entrust their lives to each other without hesitation, and some trivial matters were not worth mentioning at all.
Witnessing the memory to this day, Nangong Rou's mentality is almost back to a thousand years ago, and there is an urge to choose to trust Jiang Zhige unconditionally.
No matter whether Jiang Zhige betrayed her or not, it was not Jiang Zhige who was at fault. Even if Jiang Zhige really just wanted a treasure, she should hate that treasure, not Jiang Zhige.
"No, no, how could I have such an idea? He is no longer the Jiang Zhige he used to be, and I am no longer the little girl who only follows his ass."
As soon as this idea was born, Nangong Rou hurriedly dismissed it. Jiang Zhige killed her father's enemy with his own hands. How could he have such a ridiculous idea?
At the same time, next to him, Qu Yun's face was extremely gloomy.
Hearing Nangong Rou's confession to Jiang Zhige, Qu Yun really felt that he was going crazy, full of unwillingness and anger that had nowhere to vent.
Qu Yun had long wanted to solve Jiang Zhige in advance, but he couldn't do it. At this moment, not only Nangong Rou, but also hundreds of strong people in Zhengyang Hall, countless people in the heaven were immersed in the past events of Demon Emperor Jiang Zhige.
If Qu Yun kills Jiang Zhige, who is in a dying state by means of thunder, without waiting for the memory to appear, Nangong Rou will treat him with cold eyes, hundreds of powerful people in the hall will keep him at a distance, and countless people in the heavens will also treat him with respect. Reviled again and again.
What made Qu Yun the most embarrassed was that Jiang Zhige, the Demon Emperor, had all positive emotions in his memory, and he had not done anything insane, so he couldn't find an excuse to discredit him.
He had learned a lesson before, and Qu Yun would not be so stupid as to make a second mistake, he could only endure grief and anger and wait for the memory screen to finish playing.
"Jiang Zhige, I don't believe that your life is really so open and upright."
Qu Yun gritted his teeth a little. He believed that the day when everyone would change. Jiang Zhige lived for a thousand years and was called the Devil Emperor by the world.
To be honest, Qu Yun's heart had never been so dark, and he went to great lengths to deliberately discredit a person.
But Nangong Rou is too important to him. He had a heartbreak when he learned that Nangong Rou had a good relationship with Jiang Zhige before, not to mention seeing the deep relationship between Nangong Rou and Jiang Zhige that shared life and death?
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In the light and shadow, the picture turned again.
Jiang Zhige suddenly opened his eyes, and there were still tears in the corners of his eyes.
"Rou, Rou'er?"
Jiang Zhige's expression was sluggish, and he fell into a short-term dazed state again.
Familiar ceiling, soft bed, where is the misery of Baiku Mountain?
After a long time, Jiang Zhige slowly came back to his senses. He turned his head to look at the dark night sky outside the window, and finally confirmed that he was still in the Tianyun Pavilion.
"So, is that a dream?"
Jiang Zhige clutched his tingling head, and he couldn't tell which was reality and which was dream.
If the previous encounter in the tomb was a dream, it was too real, right?
"Boy, you have the potential to become a demon."
Just when Jiang Zhige was in a trance, a sullen laughter suddenly came from his head.
"It's you? Who are you?"
Jiang Zhige's expression changed drastically, and he immediately recognized that it was the strange being that was trying to break his Taoist heart above Baijia Mountain.
"Instead of knowing who I am, you might as well look at yourself first."
Hearing this, Jiang Zhige quickly lowered his head to look around himself, and was shocked to find that his skin was covered with terrifying black lines, and his body was still haunted by the black aura of that armored skeleton.