"Yes, yes, Fairy Nangong might as well read it before making a decision."

"If the later actions of the Devil Emperor can't shake Fairy Nangong, I will never stop her."

Hearing that Su Qingqiu did not directly agree to release Jiang Zhige, the people in the hall hurriedly persuaded them. They didn't want to fight to the death with a strong half-emperor.

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Nangong Rou's expression was uncertain when she heard the words, and she turned to look at Jiang Zhige not far away.

At this time, she really didn't know how to decide.

The current Nangong Rou can indeed choose Jiang Zhige firmly regardless of whether Jiang Zhige is a demon or a fairy.

But for his own selfish desires, is it really okay to let go of Jiang Zhige, who is called the Devil Emperor by the world?

Just when Nangong Rou was swaying, Mo Ziyan stepped forward and patted her on the shoulder.

"Xiaorou, it's not wrong to make a firm choice in your heart, but you don't need to make a decision in such a hurry."

Hearing the words, Nangong Rou hesitated for a long time, but finally regained her terrifying power.

Mo Ziyan was right, he didn't need to be so anxious, now that only one-fifth of Jiang Zhige's memory has appeared, he can read all the memories before making plans.

Seeing that Nangong Rou regained her power, not only everyone in the hall, Qu Yun also breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as Nangong Rou decides to read the memory, he will still have a chance to come back.

Qu Yun didn't believe it. Later, Jiang Zhige became a demon. He was constantly influenced by the gods, and he was able to maintain his heart and always be kind to Nangong Rou.

Jiang Zhige, who silently observed the movement in the hall, was a little helpless. He had long known that this would be the case.

Although Nangong Rou was moved, it was obviously impossible to get out of trouble just like that.

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Since Yao Qianji's death, Jiang Zhige has become muddleheaded. He no longer goes to perform sect missions or go to the medicine garden to cultivate spirit grass, and spends all day drinking alone in a quiet place.

Half a month later, Jiang Zhige came to the meditation pavilion again, drinking in the dark, and feeling desperate about life several times.

Master passed away and Nangong Rou left, what's the point of being alive?

The successive blows made it difficult for Jiang Zhige to cheer up for anything, and only when he was drunk could he feel a little bit of relief.

Just when Jiang Zhige was complaining about himself, two figures came not far away.

"Jiang Zhige? Get out of the meditation pavilion, don't disturb me nearby."

Jiang Zhige heard the sound and saw that it was Jin Lin, an inner disciple.

A few years ago, because of Nangong Rou, Jiang Zhige had some friction with Jin Lin, but Jin Lin stopped finding fault after Lu Tianjiao officially pursued Nangong Rou.

At this time, Jin Lin was accompanied by a beautiful and beautiful disciple, holding his hand in an intimate manner, obviously having a close relationship.

The Jingxin Pavilion has always been less crowded and quiet, and many men and women in the door will come here for a tryst, and the two must have come to do something passionate.

Jiang Zhige didn't complain or resist, picked up the jug and staggered out.

When passing by Jinlin, he was suddenly kicked in the back and knocked to the ground on the spot.

Afraid of causing trouble, the female disciple hurriedly persuaded: "Brother Lin, what are you doing? Private fights between disciples are prohibited within the sect."

"Xiyue, don't panic, look at his trashy appearance, like someone who dares to report to Xingfeng?"

Jin Lin snorted coldly. He was only recently promoted to the inner disciple. Before, he was only in the blood training realm, and he didn't take advantage of Jiang Zhige's fights a few times. How could he miss the great opportunity to vent his anger now.

Jiang Zhige still didn't refute, struggling to get up and want to leave.

"Want to run away? Let me tell you Jiang Zhige, Junior Sister Nangong is gone, and Elder Yao is also dead. No one will cover you as a waste in the future!"

Jin Lin didn't mean to give up, he stepped forward and grabbed Jiang Zhige, just opened the bow and punched from left to right.

Jiang Zhige was already depressed, still drunk and unconscious, and he didn't fight back because his nose was bruised and his face was swollen.

Jin Lin thought that Jiang Zhige was powerless to fight back, and the more he fought, the more power he used.

"Lin, Brother Lin, he didn't move at all. Could it be that he was beaten to death?"

It wasn't until the female disciple gave a reminder that Jin Lin stopped, looking at Jiang Zhige's dying appearance, he felt that he would indeed die if he continued to fight.

Jin Lin let go of Jiang Zhige, walked back to the female disciple, and said with a sneer, "Jiang Zhige, you used to protect Junior Sister Nangong like a treasure, but now she's gone?"

"And now I'm promoted to the inner disciple, and there is a beauty on the side. Compared with me, saying that you are a waste is to flatter you."

Hearing that Jin Lin called herself a beauty, the female disciple also snuggled into his arms with a shy face.

Jiang Zhige didn't answer, he got up from the ground with difficulty, and wanted to leave with a limping.

Just a few steps away, he suddenly bumped into someone.

Jin Lin wanted to continue to ridicule a few more words, but his expression changed slightly when he saw the person coming.

Jiang Zhige looked up and found that it was Lu Tianjiao.

Jiang Zhige wiped his nosebleed and said with a drunken smile, "You, you kid, why didn't you help me when you saw me being beaten..."

"What? You can't beat this guy?"

Lu Tianjiao frowned. Jiang Zhige's Dirty Refinement Realm was comparable to the initial stage of Lingwu, and he even broke through to Lingwu Realm a year ago. How could he not be Jin Lin's opponent?

"I can't beat it, I can't beat it, I'm a waste..."

Jiang Zhige raised his head and took a sip of wine, then bypassed Lu Tianjiao and was about to leave.

Jin Lin's eyes changed slightly when he heard the sound. He didn't notice that he had played very well before, but after thinking about it carefully, Jiang Zhige would definitely not be able to stand up after being beaten by him.

But now Jiang Zhige is not only able to stand up, he is even drinking happily.

"Jiang Zhige! Are you going to go on like this for the rest of your life?"

Lu Tianjiao's face was ugly. He knew that Yao Qianji's death and Nangong Rou's departure were a big blow to Jiang Zhige, but he couldn't accept that his brother would be depressed for a lifetime.

Jiang Zhige still didn't answer, as if he didn't hear Lu Tianjiao's voice at all.

Lu Tianjiao turned to look at Jiang Zhige, and found that he was still pouring wine into his mouth, unmoved.

Seeing this, Lu Tianjiao burst into an unexplained anger. He rushed forward and knocked down Jiang Zhige's jug. He said angrily, "Jiang Zhige, think about Junior Sister Nangong, who is still thousands of miles away!"

"If you don't go to her, she won't be able to find her, so won't you be able to meet each other for the rest of your life?"

Regarding Nangong Rou's departure, Lu Tianjiao can be negative and blame others, but he does not allow Jiang Zhige to be like him.

Because Nangong Rou loves Jiang Zhige deeply, and looks forward to reuniting with Jiang Zhige, Jiang Zhige still has the qualifications to find Nangong Rou.

As long as he raised his fighting spirit and worked hard to cultivate, he might find Nangong Rou thousands of miles away.

But Lu Tianjiao did not have this qualification. In Nangong Rou's eyes, he was just a passerby, and he could only pray that Nangong Rou would return to Tianyun Pavilion again.

At this time, Jiang Zhige, who has this qualification, is complaining about himself, drinking all day to relieve his worries, how could Lu Tianjiao not be angry?