Hearing this, Jiang Zhige put down the teacup and looked at Mo Yaya who was not far away, wondering what she was thinking.

After a while, Jiang Zhige glanced at the sky and said aloud, "Girl, come here, it's lunch time."

Mo Yaya was overwhelmed with surprise, and hurriedly closed her fist and ran over.

But she ran over with joy, Jiang Zhige just took out a plate of medicinal herbs and placed it on the table, and put a bottle of spiritual liquid to drink.

Mo Yaya suddenly stopped and said weakly, "Master, do you want to take medicine again..."

Looking at the pan full of elixir, there was already a smell of medicine in her mouth.

Jiang Zhige was expressionless, stared at Mo Yaya and asked, "Then what do you want to eat?"

"Y, Yaya wants to take medicine..."

Mo Yaya was flustered, and immediately picked up the spirit pill and stuffed it into her mouth.

Although Jiang Zhige's tone was very flat and expressionless, as long as she did something against Jiang Zhige's decision, she always felt that Jiang Zhige's expression was angry.

Lu Tianjiao next to him felt distressed, but he also knew that Mo Yaya must seize every opportunity to improve her cultivation during the training period.

Furthermore, the plate of spirit pills and spirit herbs in front of them is the top quality that ordinary cultivators can't ask for, and it is also an elixir that can make mortals reborn.

It is also a blessing that Mo Yaya can eat panacea all day long.

Mo Yaya stuffed the medicinal herbs into her mouth, choked her eyes with tears, and quickly picked up the spiritual liquid and swallowed it.

A bitter medicinal smell kept lingering on the taste buds, Mo Yaya only felt tormented, it is better to practice boxing without eating lunch.

"Demon Museum"

After recovering from the torment, Mo Yaya was about to continue practicing boxing when Jiang Zhige suddenly asked, "Girl, how long have you been in Tianyun Pavilion?"

Mo Yaya wiped her tears and counted with her fingers, "It seems to be seven hundred and forty-seven days..."

Jiang Zhige's eyes were complicated. Seven hundred and forty-seven days, more than two years, he didn't seem to let Mo Yaya go out to play once.

The only time, only last year's Qingyuan Festival, Jiang Zhige took Mo Yaya around Zongmenfang City.

Jiang Zhige put his hands on his back, got up and said, "Well, this afternoon, you are allowed to go out."

Mo Yaya was stunned when she heard the words, and then she asked with a face full of surprise: "Really, Shizun? Can Yaya go out to play? Shizun, you..."

"I won't go out with you, and don't take half a step out of the Tianyun Pavilion."

Before Mo Yaya could finish speaking, Jiang Zhige interrupted her.

He threw a few high-grade spirit stones to Mo Yaya, turned and left the pavilion.

Hearing that Jiang Zhige would not accompany him, Mo Yaya's face was sad, and she looked at the few spirit stones in her hand.

Without Jiang Zhige to accompany her, how could she find her way out of Tianyun Pavilion?

It's not that Jiang Zhige doesn't want to accompany Mo Yaya, but he spends all day with Mo Yaya to quench his body, so he has to make time for himself to practice.

The mortal realm cultivation base crushes monks in a radius of ten thousand miles, but Jiang Zhige's vision does not stop there. In order to find Nangongrou and guard her, he needs at least the cultivation realm of the holy realm.

Seeing Mo Yaya's thoughts, Lu Tianjiao leaned over and asked with a smile, "Yaya, Shizun doesn't accompany you, do you want me to accompany you?"

"No! Yaya wants to play alone!"

Mo Yaya shook her head decisively, holding the spirit stone and hurried out of the peak.

She only wanted Jiang Zhige to accompany her, if it weren't for Jiang Zhige, the other elders would only make her constrained.

"Eh! You girl..."

Lu Tianjiao's eyelids jumped, and he wanted to fight for a few more words, but Mo Yaya had already disappeared.

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

"Come on, the Demon Emperor is too cold, and it's okay to have such strict requirements. After finally going out once, why don't you accompany him?"

"That's right, what's the use of being handsome? Should I be a thousand years old or be single."

Everyone in the hall complained one after another, because they have such a cute and well-behaved apprentice, and they are absolutely pampered like a daughter.

Zhou Wuji, who rarely speaks, coughed twice and interrupted: "Actually... the devil emperor in my impression can be considered extremely kind to Fairy Ziyan..."

Although Jiang Zhige has no confidantes by his side, he is a great emperor of the world, and his appearance is as beautiful as a monster. Even though he has been called a tyrant full of evil by the world these years, he still has many nympho cultivators adore him.

Now that he is dying or single, it is purely because Jiang Zhige is not close to women, and even hates ordinary women approaching him.

Looking at Jiang Zhige, who was indifferent and strict in the light and shadow, Mo Ziyan gritted her silver teeth secretly, and the anger in her heart became more and more surging.

Cold? In the early years, Jiang Zhige treated Nangong Rou differently.

From Mo Ziyan's point of view, Jiang Zhige just doesn't care about his own feelings, or even his own life or death.

After all, how can a girl who is so kind and willing to worship her be compared with her sister who is dependent on life and death?

Noticing Mo Ziyan's emotions, Nangong Rou stepped forward and patted her on the shoulder, sighing and comforting: "Ziyan, don't mind, brother Zhige, he just suffered too much over the years, so he has some... ..."

Hearing Nangong Rou's comfort, Mo Ziyan was even more resentful and unwilling.

People who get everything can naturally comfort others from a high place, but has Nangong Rou ever thought that she also has a heart of infatuation, but even seeing a smile is an extravagant feeling?

Mo Ziyan's eyes were flushed, she slapped Nangong Rou's hand away, gritted her teeth and shouted, "Now that you clear up the misunderstanding with him, of course you will speak for him, but what do you know about me!"

The experience of that day is still engraved in her heart like a sharp blade. It is her generosity not to put her emotions on Nangong Rou. How can she tolerate Nangong Rou speaking sarcastically here?

Nangong Rou was stunned, a little in disbelief that this hysterical woman in front of her would be Mo Ziyan, who had a hysterical blue heart in her impression.

The people who were still complaining about Jiang Zhige a moment ago quickly fell silent, and turned their attention to the two women one after another.

Qu Yun, who had been watching from the side, thought for a moment, then walked to Mo Ziyan's side, pretending to be displeased, "Xiaorou, you must understand that the person you are speaking for is Jiang Zhige, a demon who poisons all living beings. Emperor, I admit that you have a deep relationship with him, so you can think he is a good person, but how can you force others to be the same as you?"

"Yeah, the Devil Emperor was really devoted to Fairy Nangong in his early years, and he never did any bad things, but time has changed, people have changed or they have changed."

"As an apprentice, Fairy Ziyan doesn't feel the gentleness of the Devil Emperor like Fairy Nangong. How can she feel the same way as Fairy Nangong?"

"That's right, in Fairy Nangong's eyes, the Devil Emperor is a good person. After so many years, the Devil Emperor who was not a good person made Fairy Ziyan meet."

"It can't be said that, the Devil Emperor let Fairy Ziyan worship into the Immortal Gate, and changed his life against the sky, right?"