With tears in his eyes, Jiang Zhige leaned over and kowtowed three times respectfully.

"Master, disciples follow the teachings carefully."

"You, go all the way..."

Jiang Zhige buried it very low and did not dare to look at Yao Qianji's body.

Even so, he still burst into tears, and the will he was holding was deformed.

The so-called one-day teacher, life-long father, not to mention the eight-year master-disciple relationship?

Jiang Zhige worshipped Tianyun Pavilion at the age of nine. It can be said that he was raised by Yao Qianji. For him, Yao Qianji was already a real father.

If it wasn't for Yao Qianji's favor, Jiang Zhige would still be a beggar, which is a gift of knowing.

If it wasn't for Yao Qianji's rescue, Jiang Zhige would have been beaten to death in Yucheng early on, which is a life-saving grace.

If it wasn't for Yao Qianji's care, even if he came to Tianyun Pavilion, Jiang Zhige would not have been able to spend eight years so safely.

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Three graces coexist, and it will be difficult to repay it for a hundred and a thousand generations.

Perhaps all Jiang Zhige could do was to live well.

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In the Zhengyang Hall, hundreds of strong people are clearly out of the way, but they seem to be able to feel the sadness.

Nangong Rou's face was pale, and she almost fell to her knees.

Fortunately, Mo Ziyan beside her found out in time and quickly supported her.

"Ziyan, I, I..."

Nangong Rou's eyes were hazy with tears, and she bit her red lips to prevent herself from crying.

Mo Ziyan shook her head and sighed, and did not mean to comfort Nangong Rou.

In the light and shadow, the picture was still changing, and it stopped at the scene of Yao Qianji's burial.

Nangong Rou didn't want to cry in front of the public, but when she saw Jiang Zhige buried Yao Qianji in person, she finally couldn't help it.

"Master, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

"After Rou'er, I'll never call you stinky old man again..."

Nangong Rou's body trembled slightly, holding Mo Ziyan and crying loudly, crying like a little girl who was robbed of her beloved.

It turned out that the Yao Qianji back then was not indifferent, but powerless.

Jiang Zhige is not indifferent to her, but has a hard time saying that she can get a better life and find a better partner.

After she left, Jiang Zhige and Lu Tianjiao drank all night to relieve their sorrows, and both fell in the meditation pavilion and wept bitterly.

Yao Qianji even sat in a dry night, so he lost decades of life and died three days later.

On the other hand, Nangong Rou had hated Yao Qianji and Jiang Zhige for many years because of this incident.

She never thought of understanding Yao Qianji and Jiang Zhige, and even blamed them all.

Back then, Nangong Rou was able to act like an ignorant child because all her vexatious troubles would be forgiven by Jiang Zhige and Yao Qianji.

Nangong Rou thinks that she is not a child who has not grown up, but in fact she has always been doted on by Yao Qianji and Jiang Zhige.

But now, a thousand years have passed, Yao Qianji is dead, Jiang Zhige has been enchanted, but Nangong Rou is still as unreasonable as before.

It was never Jiang Zhige's fault, but Nangong Rou who never tried to understand him.

Jiang Zhige paid so much for Nangong Rou, why can't Nangong Rou choose him firmly?

How about enchanted? How about being ruthless? He is Jiang Zhige, he is his brother.

After cultivating for thousands of years, how could Nangong Rou ever meet the second person who treated her like Jiang Zhige?

"Sister Qingqiu, lift the sleepy chain, I don't want to see him die, I can't let him die!"

Nangong Rou let go of Mo Ziyan, and rushed towards Jiang Zhige, who was half-kneeling in the center of the hall.

It's a pity that the restriction of the sleepy sky chain is too strong, and she was blocked from the outside as soon as she got close to five meters.

"Brother! Can you hear me, Rou'er is wrong, Rou'er doesn't dare anymore."

"You haven't been able to answer my question back then, you can't die yet!"

Nangong Rou knelt directly opposite Jiang Zhige, shouting sentence after sentence, praying that Jiang Zhige would be able to answer her.

Unfortunately, Jiang Zhige lowered his head, his life was weak, as if he had already become a corpse.

Seeing this, Nangong Rou's tears became more and more turbulent, and she couldn't stand still when she cried.

Everyone in the hall fell silent one after another. Although they couldn't feel the same way, they were also confused.

Qu Yun's eyes were full of killing intent, and he tightly clenched his fists.

At this time, he could not wait to rush over and smash Jiang Zhige's body into ten thousand pieces.

But his cultivation base is too low, I am afraid that he will be beaten out by his beloved Nangong Rou before he gets close.

Qu Yun also wanted to persuade Nangong Rou, but he knew it.

Comparing Jiang Zhige's relationship with Nangong Rou, he is not too important in Nangong Rou's heart.

"Xiaorou, Jiang Zhige is the Devil Emperor, are you sure you want me to release him?"

After two seconds of silence, a cold female voice came from the sky.

The hearts of everyone in the hall jumped. It was rumored that the Devil Emperor and Han Ge Empress Su Qingqiu were old acquaintances.

Although the memories in the light and shadow are very touching, the Devil Emperor is the Devil Emperor after all. If Su Qingqiu lifts the chain of trapped heaven, the Devil Emperor will at most give Nangong Rou special treatment, and the rest of the people in the hall may suffer.

"Empress Hange, it's absolutely impossible, the devil is the devil after all. If you miss today's good opportunity, the devil emperor will definitely bring disaster to the world again!"

"Fairy Nangong, you must not be soft-hearted. The Devil Emperor of the year was indeed a child at heart, but he has fallen into a devil now, and he is no longer the man he used to be."

"Yeah, I also felt unbearable when I saw the memories of the Devil Emperor, but since he has become a devil, I can only do things for the heavens."

It was a matter of life and life in the heavens, and everyone in the hall was extremely anxious, persuading Su Qingqiu and Nangong Rou at the same time.

Seeing this, Qu Yun also walked quickly to Nangong Rou's side, and whispered to persuade: "Xiao Rou, they are right, devils become devils after all, have you forgotten that Jiang Zhige later took away your family treasure and killed him. Kill your biological father?"

"Shut up for me!!"

Qu Yun thought that Nangong Rou would stop because of the situation, but he did not expect that Nangong Rou gave a deep shout, and the terrifying power swept the entire Zhengyang Temple.

It's easy to say that the veterans are strong, but those who are new to the Profound Realm can only shiver under Nangong Rou's power, and it is difficult to straighten their spines.

Even Qu Yun, who was able to leapfrog battles, felt that it was difficult to breathe at this moment, and it was difficult for him to approach Nangong Rou.

Although Qu Yun has a solid cultivation base and a variety of means, he can be compared to the peak of Wenxuan in the early stage of Wenxuan, but the gap between Wenxuan and the Half Emperor is like a gulf, and no means can make up for it.

"What about the devil! I don't care what his identity is, I only know that he is Jiang Zhige!"

The power of Nangong Rou's whole body is rising steadily, and there is a tendency to start fighting if there is a disagreement.

She missed it once in the early years, and now it's wrong again, how can she let Jiang Zhige die in front of her eyes again?

Just as the atmosphere became more rigid, a sigh came from the sky.

"Xiaorou, why get angry, Jiang Zhige's memory only shows one-fifth of it, you might as well read it before making a decision."