"Pavilion Master! I don't want to leave Tianyun Pavilion!"

Nangong Rou's face showed eagerness, if Mo Canghai didn't help her, who else could drive away Nangong Tuoyuan?

When Mo Canghai heard the words, he paused for a while, he was silent for a long time, and left the courtyard without looking back.

It's not that he doesn't want to help, but that there is nothing he can do.

After Mo Canghai left, Nangong Tuoyuan came to Nangong Rou's side and smiled proudly, "Okay, Miss, come back with me."

Nangong Rou still wanted to resist, but was pointed at the back of her head by Nangong Tuoyuan, unable to move.

It is not a point of acupuncture in the mortal arena, but sealing the movement of the body with spiritual power. With Nangong Rou's cultivation, it is impossible to break through the shackles.

Nangong Rou glanced at Jiang Zhige and Yao Qianji, and cried out, "Brother! Master! Help me! I don't want to leave Tianyun Pavilion, I don't want to leave you!"

However, Yao Qianji closed his eyes and did not move, and Jiang Zhige lowered his head.

The pavilion masters in the Soul Cultivation Realm were forced to surrender, what else could they do?

"Bastards! You two bastards!"

Nangong Rou tried desperately to struggle, but unfortunately she couldn't even move her fingers.

"Miss, you will understand me in the future."

The disparity in identities was too great, and Nangong Tuoyuan did not dare to touch Nangong Rou's body, so he could only use his spiritual power to support her and fly into the air together.

"Rouer..."

Seeing that Nangong Rou was about to leave, Jiang Zhige couldn't hold back his reluctance and looked up at her.

At this time, although there was reluctance in Jiang Zhige's eyes, there was not much sadness.

"Bastards! You are all bastards, why didn't you save me!"

Nangong Rou was full of despair, and tears fell from her eyes desperately.

"Brother, at least answer my previous question!"

"Brother? Brother?!"

"Jiang Zhige! Answer me! I hate you, I hate you!"

Nangong Rou almost collapsed, and the more she cried, the louder she became.

No matter how sad her roar was, Jiang Zhige never made a sound, and even turned around to avoid it.

Nangong Tuoyuan knew that staying any longer would make Nangong Rou feel out of control, and immediately disappeared in the courtyard as a streamer.

"Gene Era"

After the two left, the courtyard returned to calm, leaving only Yao Qianji and Jiang Zhige to stay where they were.

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

"Fairy Nangong's question should refer to that confession, right?"

"The Devil Emperor should also like Fairy Nangong. When it's time to leave, why don't you agree to Fairy Nangong?"

"I can't figure it out, I can't figure it out..."

The people in the hall sighed endlessly. It should have been a love that was close to each other, but it was missed in this way.

If Jiang Zhige promised Nangong Rou at this time, he would not have so many regrets later.

Nangongrou's face was gloomy, and everyone else felt puzzled, what would she think?

Jiang Zhige's silence back then had always been a thorn in Nangong Rou's heart.

Later, she was betrayed by Jiang Zhige, and the incident was magnified countless times, causing Nangong Rou to think that Jiang Zhige never had her in her heart.

"Yeah, Qu Yun is right, no matter how good you were to me in the past, now you are just a scumbag."

Nangong Rou gritted her teeth, and hatred grew in her heart again.

After this incident, the two met again after five years, and five years was enough to change too many things.

Perhaps at that time, Jiang Zhige was no longer Jiang Zhige, and the joy at the reunion was probably just a false feeling.

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After a long time, Jiang Zhige slowly recovered.

He let out a long sigh and dragged his injured body to go back to recuperate.

"Zhi Ge, don't you hate that I didn't stop Nangong Tuoyuan?"

At this moment, Yao Qianji, who had been silent for a long time, spoke.

As a master, when Nangong Tuoyuan was rough, he didn't say anything to stop him, he didn't say a word, ordinary people would feel contempt, let alone Jiang Zhige's apprentice?

Jiang Zhige turned his head to look at Yao Qianji, and smiled bitterly: "Master, what are you talking about, Rou'er just went to a better place."

He didn't do anything either, so what qualifications did he have to accuse Yao Qianji?

Yao Qianji stopped talking after hearing the words, sitting on the stone bench motionless, and didn't pay attention to the smashed courtyard wall.

Jiang Zhige sighed again and limped out of the courtyard.

When the time came to evening, Jiang Zhige did not lie down obediently to recover from his injury, and came to the meditation pavilion alone to drink boring wine.

"Boy, cultivate the devil. With your talent and my help, you can kill Nangong Tuoyuan in less than a year."

Seeing that Jiang Zhige was in a low mood, Tiansha appeared at the right time to shake his mood.

Jiang Zhige was expressionless, holding the wine glass and didn't answer.

Seeing this, Tian Sha was quite unhappy, and muttered: "Still hesitating? I can tell you clearly that if you don't directly practice magic, even if you can surpass Nan Gong Tuoyuan in a few years, you will not be able to surpass the entire Nangong family."

If Tiansha guessed correctly, the Nangong family is a super family with the power of the Vientiane Realm.

Jiang Zhige can only reach that level by cultivating magic arts, otherwise he doesn't know how many years it will take to surpass Nangong Tuoyuan.

Jiang Zhige's expression gradually became cold, and he said lightly, "Shut up."

"Then be decadent, and be an ant for a lifetime."

Tian Sha sneered, and stopped worrying about Jiang Zhige.

After a while, footsteps came from outside the Jingxin Pavilion.

Jiang Zhige heard the sound and looked at it. He took a closer look through the moonlight and found that it was Lu Tianjiao.

At this time, Lu Tianjiao's left arm was empty, and his expression became more haggard.

He didn't speak, and sat silently opposite Jiang Zhige.

The two looked at each other in silence for a long time, and they could sense each other's mood.

Lu Tianjiao took out a wine glass and put it on the stone table, and sighed: "Brother Jiang, won't you give me something to drink?"

After the incident at the tomb last year, Lu Tianjiao did not take back the broken arm, but locked himself in the cave for three months.

Now that a year has passed, his one-handed swordsmanship is quite effective, not weaker than other late-stage Lingwu cultivators.

Jiang Zhige was naturally not stingy, he picked up the jug and filled Lu Tianjiao with immortal brew.

The two of them didn't say anything extra, they sat in the meditation pavilion and drank the boring wine for half a night.

Until the middle of the night, Lu Tianjiao was the first to be unable to hold back.

"Brother Jiang, can I see Junior Sister Nangong again in the future?"

Lu Tianjiao's eyes were red, and he was lying on the stone table holding the wine glass.

In the past two years, Jiang Zhige has always poured himself alcohol. Now, if he didn't use his spiritual power to remove the smell of alcohol, Lu Tianjiao's drinking capacity was not as good as Jiang Zhige's.

"Mountains are long and rivers are far away, there is no way to go here..."

Jiang Zhige shook his head, still pouring wine into his mouth one after another.

The Nangong family is at least 10,000 miles away from Tianyun Pavilion, and the exact location is unknown. With Jiang Zhige's cultivation base, it is basically impossible to find Nangong Rou, so he can only pray that Nangong Rou will come to Tianyun Pavilion again.

However, the two places are far apart. Who knows if Nangong Rou will come back in a year, ten years, or will not be able to meet again in this life?

"Brother Jiang, don't you hate the Nangong family? I heard the pavilion master say that the Nangong family was stronger than Tianyun Pavilion and forcibly took away Junior Sister Nangong."

"Hate... I can't talk about hate. After all, her surname is Nangong, and that is her real home."