As soon as Nangong Zhen opened his mouth, he kept coughing up blood, and the signs of life became weaker.

"uncle!"

Jiang Zhige was anxious and took out the medicine pill to try to save Nangong Zhen.

Nangong Zhen shook his head and refused, and said weakly, "Boy, from now on, my daughter, let's use your name..."

In terms of medicinal pills, his medicinal pills were much better than Jiang Zhige's, but this was an attack caused by a Saint Realm powerhouse, and even the fifth-grade medicinal pills might not be able to save him.

"uncle..."

Jiang Zhige was full of tears and choked.

"Life and death, it's human nature, crying like this won't please my daughter..."

Nangong Zhen's expression became weak, his voice became lower and lower, and his eyes became more and more cloudy.

On the verge of death, Nangong Rou's face gradually appeared in his mind.

Although I really want Nangong Rou to take back the sentence "You are not my father", it is a pity that Nangong Zhen has no spare time.

All he could do was agree to change Nangong Rou's name to Rou, to let her know that her father was not so opposed to her walking with Jiang Zhige.

Having said that, although Nangong Rou is neither quiet nor soft, but thinking about it carefully, Rou does seem to sound better than quiet.

Jiang Zhige lowered his head to suppress his crying, and his heart was filled with self-blame and desolation.

"Uncle, you have a good journey..."

At this moment, Nangong Zhen's eyes are dull, and there is no more vitality to speak of.

If Jiang Zhige took a closer look, there was still a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

In fact, from the time of cultivating such a longevity technique, Nangong Zhen no longer cared about his own life and death, and being able to die in this way is better than sitting silently in the house and dying.

Besides, Jiang Zhige's tears also made Nangong Zhen understand that his daughter had indeed found a man she could trust.

With this good son-in-law, Nangong Zhen no longer has any scruples about the rest of his daughter's life, and he will die with a smile.

Jiang Zhige gently put down Nangong Zhen's body, and lowered his head to see clearly.

"I want you to bury my uncle with me."

The sound is unusually terrifying, as if it came from the nine secluded hells, which is unstoppably creepy.

The white-browed old man was so frightened that he tried his best to withdraw from Zixiao Tiancheng.

Jiang Zhige got up and took out the Tianjiufang halberd and hurled it at the white-browed old man.

The jet-black halberd was as fast as thunder, and before the white-browed old man could react, the jet-black halberd pierced through his body.

The white-browed old man failed to let out his screams, and turned into a bloody dance on the spot, completely disappearing into the heaven and earth.

Jiang Zhige immediately turned around and walked towards Monk Jin Guang, with murderous intent bursting out of his eyes.

Obviously, he was not going to let the monk Jin Guang die as happily as the white-browed old man.

However, the monk Jin Guang was still not afraid of death, and even showed a cheerful smile.

When he rushed to Zixiao Tiancheng to defend against the demon cultivator, he never thought that he would be able to go back alive, and to be able to bury a scum who assisted the demon cultivator before his death was a huge profit.

"Nie Zha, Lao Na is waiting for you underground!"

Monk Jin Guang didn't want to die in the hands of a magic cultivator, and he reversed his own spiritual power, but he was going to blew himself into the Yuanhai and died.

Jiang Zhige came to the monk Jin Guang, raised his hand and grabbed his neck, easily interrupting his self-destruction.

Monk Jin Guang's face was ugly, and he didn't expect that Jiang Zhige could interrupt the monk's reversal spiritual power so easily.

"Old bald donkey, is it too easy to want to die like this?"

A faint light flickered in Jiang Zhige's eyes, ready to use Tiansha's soul supernatural powers to torture Monk Jinguang.

"Jiang Zhige!"

At this moment, a familiar voice suddenly sounded.

Jiang Zhige's expression changed slightly, and he turned to look at the person who was coming. It was Nangong Rou, who was supposed to be dozens of miles away.

Nangong Rou's eyes were red, and she shouted hoarsely, "What are you doing? Do you want to continue killing people?"

"But Rouer, he took uncle..."

"So what? Do you know how many people were killed by the halberd that split Zixiao Tiancheng?!"

Jiang Zhige's heart trembled. At that time, Tiansha was in control of his body, and he didn't think about it at all.

"Enough, stop here, let him go."

"Rouer, but he killed your father..."

Jiang Zhige lowered his head and asked him to let go of the enemy who killed Nangong Zhen. How could he do it?

"What else can I do? He rushed to Zixiao Tiancheng for the sake of righteousness. If you kill him now, there is really no way out!"

Nangong Rou burst into tears and almost collapsed.

How could she not hate her father being killed? But Monk Jin Guang has no evil intentions, and killing Nangong Zhen also has an excuse for the people of the dawn.

Jiang Zhige killed Monk Jin Guang here, and there was no turning back. Even if he didn't lose his mind, he would still be hunted down by monks all over the world.

Jiang Zhige understood what Nangong Rou meant, and was silent for a long time, and finally let go of Monk Jin Guang.

He was not afraid of being hunted down, but he was afraid that it would implicate the Nangong family.

"Sorry, it's all my fault..."

Jiang Zhige's voice trembled as he clenched his fists.

If he could save Nangong Zhen, maybe things wouldn't be so complicated.

Monk Jin Guang was stunned. He couldn't believe that a magic cultivator would resist the urge to kill, and he also killed Nangong Zhen, whom Jiang Zhige valued so much.

Nangong Rou stepped forward to hold Jiang Zhige's hand and said with a weeping voice: "Okay, let's go quickly, as agreed, and leave Zixiao Tiancheng together."

"Rou'er, I..."

Jiang Zhige didn't move, as if he didn't dare to respond to Nangong Rou.

He is a demon cultivator. Even if he doesn't lose his mind, he is still a demon cultivator. Even if he doesn't kill the monk Jinguang, he will still be shouted and killed by countless monks of the right way.

Today, Nangong Zhen has been killed, Jiang Zhige can't imagine the scene of killing Nangong Rou one day.

"Stop joking! Didn't you say you'd never leave me again?!"

Nangong Rou's voice was choked, and she tightly grasped Jiang Zhige's hand.

Looking at Jiang Zhige who was hesitating to speak at this time, she felt a sense of panic in her heart for some reason.

Seeing that things would become more and more complicated, a figure suddenly appeared behind Nangong Rou, raising her hand and knocking her unconscious.

"aunt?"

Jiang Zhige was startled, and the person who came was Xi Zhizhen.

Xi Zhizhen reached out to catch the unconscious Nangong Rou, and sighed, "Xiao Jiang, make your own decision."

Jiang Zhige bowed his head and fell into silence, standing silent for a long time.

Not far away, the monk Jin Guang also stayed where he was.

Feeling the heavy atmosphere around him, he had lived for nearly a thousand years, and for the first time he felt that he had done something wrong.

The young man in front of him, who is no different from ordinary people, and who is unconditionally trusted by so many people, is really the demon cultivator in his impression?

After a long time, Jiang Zhige finally made some movement.

He walked up to Xi Zhizhen, his eyes were dim, he reached out and touched Nangong Rou's tear-stained face lightly,

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Jiang Zhige really wanted to take Nangong Rou with him, wanted to make Nangong Rou happy, and wanted to stay by Nangong Rou's side forever.

It's a pity that he can't do this, and he doesn't have the qualifications.