Unfortunately, it's just in vain.

When a person is about to die, the emperor can change his death to life by raising his hand. However, facing the candle in the wind, who is also the emperor, Su Qingqiu's power of the Dao, which used to deter the world, is completely useless.

"No! No! Jiang Zhige, I forbid you to die!"

"I know you can still hear me, come back soon!"

"It is clearly agreed that we will meet again in that sea of ​​flowers in March, how can you break your promise?!"

Su Qingqiu burst into tears and shouted hoarsely.

She didn't believe that she would lose Jiang Zhige because of this, and she was still trying her best to restore the power of the Dao's source, but these actions were nothing more than turning flowers in the mirror and catching the moon in the water.

Everyone in the hall also reacted and rushed over to try to save Jiang Zhige.

Nangong Rou and Mo Ziyan took the lead in rushing forward, but their meager strength was not enough, and they couldn't even grasp the power of the collapsed Dao source.

"Brother! Please! Please! Rouer has a lot to say to you!"

Nangong Rou's mind went blank, and her voice was hoarse when she cried.

At this moment, she no longer asks for forgiveness, nor does she want to be Jiang Zhige's woman, she only asks for Jiang Zhige to be alive.

"Master!! For more than ten years of upbringing and knowledge, it is difficult for Ziyan to repay, at least let Ziyan say sorry to you!"

Mo Ziyan also cried like a cuckoo crying blood, and her legs didn't even have the strength to stand up straight.

Scenes from the past came to mind, his laughter, his anger, turned out to be so precious.

In the wailing of the three women, Jiang Zhige's body completely disintegrated into the origin of the Dao and returned to the world.

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"Feel sorry......"

"Smile, I may not be able to go to that sea of ​​flowers with you anymore..."

At this moment, Jiang Zhige's voice suddenly sounded in the hall.

The three girls looked up, as if they could still vaguely see Jiang Zhige's face.

"Rouer, Ziyan, don't be sad, I never blame you..."

"Because of your existence, my world can be so beautiful, and you have always been my pride."

"Being able to meet you, I, Jiang Zhige, have no regrets in this life..."

When people go to the building, the flowers are exhausted, and there is no time for the flowers to be scattered.

When the voice dissipated, there was no more Jiang Zhige's energy in the hall.

There were hundreds of strong men standing around, but the three women felt extremely empty.

Jiang Zhige sighed inwardly, although it was a suspended animation, to the three girls, he was no different from being dead, so let's leave a good impression before leaving.

Mo Ziyan and Nangong Rou knelt in front of Jiang Zhige, both buried their heads and wept bitterly. There was no trace of the top ten beauties in the heavens, but two women who lost their loved ones.

"Jiang...zhi...ge..."

Su Qingqiu's face was pale, and tears had already soaked his clothes.

She clutched her painful chest and couldn't catch her breath for a long time. She spat out a mouthful of blood on the spot and fell to the ground and passed out.

Zhou Qi lowered his head in silence, and others thought he was mourning for Jiang Zhige.

Bai Wuji's face was gloomy, he turned his sleeves and left the Zhengyang Temple.

Regardless of whether Jiang Zhige is good or evil, the feud of extermination cannot be forgotten.

Instead, he hoped that Jiang Zhige would not die, so that he would have a chance to take revenge on Jiang Zhige in the future, and let Jiang Zhige feel the most painful way of dying.

Qu Yun's face was sluggish as he stared blankly at Nangong Rou's three daughters.

At this moment, what is he? don't have the qualifications to walk over and cry with them.

Even though Jiang Zhige was dead, Qu Yun was still a joke, the world of the three girls had nothing to do with him.

"Jiang Zhi Ge..."

After being silent for a long time, Qu Yun resisted the urge to cry, and also turned around and left the Zhengyang Temple.

Witnessing the woman he loves falling into the arms of others will naturally make people resentful and sad, but in this scene, any emotion Qu Yun has is self-indulgent.

It turned out that he was the third party from the beginning to the end, and the so-called hatred for taking love is simply ridiculous.

Like Bai Wuji, Qu Yun hoped that Jiang Zhige would not die.

He wasn't thinking about getting the three daughters back, nor was he thinking about tearing Jiang Zhige apart.

But one day he will surpass Jiang Zhige and trample him under his feet in front of Nangong Rou's three daughters.

On this day, the entire 100,000 li of the Xuancang Holy Land was clothed with filial piety.

White mourning flags fluttered, and the cries were endless.

Everyone understands that from now on, there will be no such great emperor to protect them.

In the Zhengyang Temple, hundreds of strong people were full of pain, kneeling in the direction where Jiang Zhige was leaving.

"Congratulations to the Demon Emperor!"

"Congratulations to the Demon Emperor!"

"Congratulations to the Demon Emperor!"

A condolence resounded in the sky above.

Four continents and thousands of states, hundreds of tribes and nations, and hundreds of millions of beings, all kneel down to see off to the Xuancang Holy Spirit.

Although they are not blood relatives of Jiang Zhige, they are also creatures living in this world, and they can be called the subjects of Emperor Xuancang.

It was this great emperor who filled the void of the formation with his own life, in exchange for them a hundred years of peace.

It was also the great emperor who dealt with the three devil emperors alone, and he did not explain a word until his death, but he was misunderstood by everyone in the world, and everyone betrayed his relatives and separated.

In a trance, everyone can still see a weak figure of a little beggar curled up in the alley begging in the cold wind and heavy snow.

You can also see the laughter of a young boy and his sister, and the thin back of a seriously injured young man who vowed to protect his apprentice.

I can still hear that sentence: "The great immortal, guards the gate of heaven, calms the chaotic world, and suppresses demons."

Inside the Zhengyang Temple, a woman with a Yaoqin in her arms and a veil on her face arrived late.

"Junior brother, I never thought that what you said about the afterlife is just a lie..."

Ning Qiushui's eyes were hazy with tears, and his voice was disappointed.

Just like a thousand years ago, the two of them have not started, they will end.

Ning Qiushui stood alone at the door of the palace and cried for a long time, but he still sighed and wanted to turn around and leave.

Nangong Rou and the others are Jiang Zhige's love, but she is only an old friend from a thousand years ago, and she is not even qualified to stay in the Zhengyang Temple to keep filial piety for Jiang Zhige.

However, after Ning Qiushui wiped away her tears, she inadvertently found that there was a different person in the hall.

Others were either crying bitterly or with a heavy face, but this man in black armor just lowered his head and said nothing, with a very guilty look.

At this moment, listening to the heart-wrenching cries in the hall, Zhou Qi's heart was almost overwhelmed by guilt, how could he not be guilty?

He almost couldn't help but want to tell the truth about Nangong Rou's three daughters several times, but after thinking about it for a while, if he told the truth at this time, he would definitely be beaten to death on the spot.

Especially since the whole world has already knelt down to see Jiang Zhige off, even if Zhou Qi wanted to say it, how could he say it?

At this point, Zhou Qi could only pray that Jiang Zhige would never be discovered.

Ning Qiushui was secretly suspicious. Along the way, she also watched a lot of memory pictures.

If remember correctly, this man in black armor was Zhou Qi who betrayed Jiang Zhige.

It stands to reason that it was a good thing that Zhou Qi did not apologize for his death when he witnessed Jiang Zhige's death, but why didn't he feel any sadness?