The memory of the villain was exposed and the heroine begged me for forgiveness

"In late summer, the original hatred was all owed to me alone and had nothing to do with the person in my arms."

"I came here today, and I just ask you to report to Emperor Hange for me."

Jiang Zhige buried his head lower, as if to express his apology.

When Wan Xia saw this, he secretly became suspicious. How could the previously arrogant Demon Emperor Xuan Cang become so groveling?

Logically speaking, no matter how much he cared about the woman in his arms, Jiang Zhige would never bow to a half-emperor in Late Xia.

Wan Xia shook her head and did not lower her vigilance.

She will never forget the despair of being destroyed by Jiang Zhige alone in Beili Holy Land.

No matter what Jiang Zhige becomes, he is still a vicious devil.

Just when Wan Xia was about to refuse, Mo Ziyan next to her suddenly pulled her hand.

"Sister late summer..."

Mo Ziyan didn't know what to say, she just looked at Wan Xia with a pair of big innocent eyes.

She didn't know why Jiang Zhige came, but she could feel an unprecedented kindness from Jiang Zhige, and subconsciously wanted Wan Xia to help Jiang Zhige.

Wan Xia looked embarrassed and whispered: "Holy girl, he is our enemy of Beili Holy Land..."

Mo Ziyan seemed very sad when he heard this and gently let go of his hand.

Wan Xia suddenly felt a headache, and she also understood that Mo Ziyan, who was equivalent to an eight-year-old girl, knew how to hate someone or not?

"Forget it, I'll report it to you."

"But whether the emperor is willing to see you is another matter."

Wan Xia sighed helplessly. It was impossible for Su Qingqiu to come to see Jiang Zhige anyway, and only a report would make Jiang Zhige give up completely.

Wan Xia clearly remembered that when Su Qingqiu came back, his face was clearly stained with tears. After leaving Mo Ziyan in Wan Xia's care, he locked himself in the house and saw no one else.

At that time, Late Xia was shocked beyond measure, and his worldview was about to collapse.

What kind of outrageous things did Jiang Zhige do to make this proud and supreme empress shed tears and run back to the spiritual realm in despair to grieve alone?

Although the specific past history between the two is unknown, at this point, it is absolutely impossible for Su Qingqiu to help Jiang Zhige.

Wan Xia shook her head and walked back holding Mo Ziyan's hand.

However, after taking a few steps, she stopped where she was again.

After a while, Wan Xia looked back at Jiang Zhige and said, "Demon Emperor, there is no need to report. The Emperor has already sent a message to me."

"She said, let you go, you are not qualified to see her, let alone the saint."

The saint in Late Xia's mouth is naturally Mo Ziyan.

Jiang Zhige was silent for a moment, then looked up into the sky and said: "Emperor Hange, Jiang Zhige's visit this time has nothing to do with the time between you and me."

"I only visit in the name of the Lord of Heaven, asking you to lend a helping hand to save this innocent girl."

"After this, regardless of success or failure, Jiang Zhige will definitely be grateful."

After the words fell, there was no response from the sky for a long time.

At this time, Wan Xia's face changed slightly. She raised her head and looked at Jiang Zhige, looking very hesitant.

After struggling for a long time, Wan Xia said cautiously: "Devil Emperor, my emperor said that if you want her to help, you must kneel down and apologize and kowtow three times."

After listening to Jiang Zhige's words, Su Qingqiu became obviously angrier, and even in late summer, her anger could be felt through the sound transmission.

Su Qingqiu was most likely just impulsive when he asked Jiang Zhige to kneel down and apologize.

However, the person in front of me is Xuan Cang Demon Emperor Jiang Zhige. What should I do if he is also angry because of this?

Jiang Zhige was silent for a long time after hearing this, then lowered his head and looked at the rotting corpse in his arms.

Is this girl worthy of an emperor kneeling down to beg her?

Not worth it, not even possible to compare.

However, for Jiang Zhige, there is no such thing as worth it or not.

Under Wan Xia's disbelieving gaze, Jiang Zhige put the body aside and slowly bent his knees toward the Beili Palace.

Bang! Kneeling on my left knee in the snow, dark clouds began to roll in the sky, and lightning and thunder began.

Obviously, even the Heavenly Dao of the Spirit Realm cannot bear the kneeling ceremony of a great emperor.

Jiang Zhige knelt down on his left knee, feeling disappointed.

In order to save his life, he tampered with his memory and made Su Qingqiu's three daughters have a deep love for him. However, he was unable to respond to the three women's affection. This was a letdown that could never be made up for.

Bang! Kneeling on his right knee in the snow, the space began to turbulence, and the heaven and earth were swaying.

Looking at the scene of the end of the world, Wan Xia's face was full of panic. He wanted to say something to dissuade him but he didn't dare to.

Who would have thought that a supreme being who rules the heaven would really kneel down because of a rotting corpse?

Jiang Zhige knelt down on his right knee. He knelt down to express the guilt that he could not compensate for causing Mo Ziyan's amnesia. He knelt down to express his sincerity in begging Su Qingqiu for help.

Just as Jiang Zhige's forehead was about to get close to the ground, a biting cold light suddenly shot out.

Jiang Zhige did not dodge immediately, but hurriedly protected the rotting corpse next to him.

Qi Muyao's body has completely decayed, and if it is destroyed by external forces, it may never be resurrected.

This move instantly caused Jiang Zhige to lose the chance to dodge, and he was instantly frozen into an ice sculpture and flew backwards.

Wan Xia was stunned for a moment, but before she could recover, a beautiful shadow fell in front of her.

Su Qingqiu looked indifferent, still wearing a plain white dress, looking straight at Jiang Zhige who was frozen into an ice sculpture.

If she doesn't take action, I'm afraid the spiritual realm of heaven will be shattered because Jiang Zhige kneels down.

"Sister Qingqiu!"

Mo Ziyan looked anxious and hurriedly ran forward to try to dissuade him.

Su Qingqiu didn't say anything, and released a wisp of cold air to stop Mo Ziyan from approaching.

At the same time, the ice sculpture that sealed Jiang Zhige shattered inch by inch.

Click!

Jiang Zhige broke through the ice and collapsed to the ground, the blood spitting out of his mouth was cold.

He didn't mean to blame her at all, and gasped weakly: "Emperor Hange, she has nothing to do with you and me, please help me."

Su Qingqiu glanced at the rotting corpse, remained silent for a while and then said: "Jiang Zhige, you have found a new concubine, does it have nothing to do with me?"

"No, she is..."

"Jiang Zhige!"

Before Jiang Zhige could finish speaking, Su Qingqiu immediately interrupted him.

She turned around and held Mo Ziyan's hand, and said coldly: "I can save him or not."

"And you have no qualifications and no reason to ask me to help you."

Since Jiang Zhige wanted to put aside his emotions to discuss matters, why did Su Qingqiu help a demon emperor?

Jiang Zhige looked dull and didn't know how to stay.

Wan Xia's expression was complicated. She did not dare to say a word at this time and could only follow Su Qingqiu obediently.

Mo Ziyan's eyes were full of tears and she said anxiously: "Sister Qingqiu, that brother is not a bad person, why don't you help him..."

For some reason, it was the first time she met Jiang Zhige, but when she saw Jiang Zhige's helpless appearance, she felt uncomfortable and sad in her heart.

Su Qingqiu's face was expressionless and without saying a word, he forcibly held Mo Ziyan's hand and walked back.

"Smile..."

Looking at the retreating figure, Jiang Zhige suddenly felt a trace of despair in his heart.

If Su Qingqiu refused to rescue him, no one in the world could save Qi Muyao.