"Master...don't abandon Yaya..."

"Yaya never dares to do it again, never dares to do it again..."

Mo Ziyan closed her eyes tightly, but tears were streaming down her face, struggling as if she was haunted by a nightmare.

Jiang Zhige's heart trembled slightly and he held Mo Ziyan's little hand that was waving in the air.

He originally wanted to send his spiritual energy to stabilize Mo Ziyan first, but looking at the little face in front of him that was still a little immature and full of pain and sorrow, Jiang Zhige was suddenly stunned.

"Yaya only has Master, don't throw Yaya away, Yaya will be good in the future..."

Mo Ziyan's mouth was slurred, and tears kept flowing like a fountain.

The words that seemed extremely vague contained only three words: "I was wrong."

But should Mo Ziyan really say this?

Jiang Zhige remained silent, transporting a touch of spiritual power to Mo Ziyan to return to calm.

After doing all this, he lowered his head, and today's scenes appeared in his mind.

Mo Ziyan left the Lintian Palace in tears and ran to the Bao Pavilion in tears. When she saw Yue Yue Lingchai, she was still crying.

If Mo Ziyan was sincere to Jiang Zhige, how unwilling and sad would she have been when she saw Yue Yue Lingchai?

Under this premise, how much harm would Jiang Zhige's words and slap in the face cause to this half-grown girl?

Jiang Zhige would certainly be angry if the March Lingchai was destroyed, but how could it compare to the eight years they spent together day and night?

It was just a hairpin, not Nangong Rou himself. Moreover, it was not a rare treasure. Jiang Zhige could easily repair it.

Thinking back when he took Mo Ziyan as his disciple, Jiang Zhige wanted to give her support and hope.

Now eight years have passed. As a master, Jiang Zhige spends all day practicing at Baiyun Peak with Mo Ziyan. He should have long understood that he is the only one in Mo Ziyan's world.

It's a pity that Jiang Zhige, who knew these truths, not only failed to protect Mo Ziyan, but became the main culprit of Mo Ziyan's pain.

"It is my fault......"

"Girl, but I just, just..."

Jiang Zhige's eyes turned red and he caressed Mo Ziyan's little face.

He wanted to say something to defend himself, but found that he couldn't find any excuse.

It is useless to call it a misunderstanding. From the beginning, Jiang Zhige was irreversibly wrong.

"Boy, stop acting out the love drama here. If you want to save her now, it's best to use my power."

At this moment, an untimely and weird laughter sounded from all around.

It was Tiansha who resided in Jiang Zhige's body and could see everything in the outside world clearly.

Last time, Jiang Zhige used an opportunity to protect Nangong Rou, and now he uses it again for the second time.

All it takes is one more chance, and Jiang Zhige will either completely degenerate into a demon, or hand over his body to the evil spirit.

Jiang Zhige sighed deeply, shook his head and said, "No, God..."

"From now on, I am willing to enter the demonic path, practice demonic skills, and practice demonic martial arts."

Tiansha seemed to be stunned and asked uncertainly: "Boy, are you serious?"

He earnestly advised Jiang Zhige to practice demon cultivation for a hundred years. He thought it would be difficult, but Jiang Zhige actually took the initiative to join the demonic path?

As soon as the question was asked, but before he got an answer, Tiansha couldn't stop laughing.

He didn't react at that moment. Think about it for a moment, would Jiang Zhige be the kind of person who makes jokes?

Jiang Zhige has indeed made a plan, because what he has to do is not only to save Mo Ziyan, but also to use magic skills to continuously improve his cultivation in order to find more heavenly materials and earthly treasures to help Mo Ziyan break through the soul-proofing realm.

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"Boy, you were born to be a devil. I saw it right."

"Actually, I could have taken your body directly a long time ago. Do you know why I didn't do this? Because you are more suitable for a monster than me."

Tiansha couldn't stop laughing wildly, and it seemed that he could already see the brilliance of a demon emperor spanning three thousand realms.

Jiang Zhige's expression returned to coldness, and he said in a deep voice: "It's useless to talk more, I'm going to go to the Forbidden Land."

"Boy, now that my power has not fully recovered, are you sure you want to go to the Forbidden Land?"

Jiang Zhige promised to cultivate the demon, and Tiansha would unconditionally agree to his request from now on, but in the Forbidden Land of the Gods, even he could not guarantee that Jiang Zhige could come back alive.

Mo Ziyan's treatment was imminent, Jiang Zhige did not waste time with Tiansha anymore. After setting up a formation around Mo Ziyan to stabilize his mind, he ducked and left Baiyun Peak.

Now Mo Ziyan's backlash from heaven is too serious. With Jiang Zhige's cultivation in the Mortal Realm, just relying on a few secondary treasures in his hand will not be effective, and there is no way to find someone who can save Mo Ziyan in a short time.

For treasures or elixirs, he can only risk a trip to the sacred and forbidden land.

Tiansha couldn't help but feel helpless, but Jiang Zhige was in charge of his body, so it was useless for him to refuse.

The Forbidden Land of the Gods refers to a desolate world where the avenues are exhausted and the spiritual veins are gone. It is extremely dangerous and unsuitable for life, and is full of strange beasts that are difficult to record. Even some monsters and ferocious beasts wandering in the chaos will

Stay in the sacred and forbidden land.

It is for this reason that most of the Forbidden Lands of the Gods still have treasures left by their predecessors, and since it is difficult for anyone to care about them for tens of millions of years, there are usually extremely rare ancient treasures of heaven and earth that do not rely on spiritual power.

Unfortunately, the Shenhuang Forbidden Land is too dangerous, and even great emperors, gods, and Buddhas have died there. It is not an exaggeration to call it a restricted area of ​​life. Almost no one will take the risk to hunt for treasures in the Shenhuang Forbidden Land.

Although Jiang Zhige had chosen his target in advance, the level of the Shenhuang forbidden land he went to this time was relatively low, and there should not be any great terror that threatened the emperor, but for him who only had the cultivation level of Mortal Realm, it was still a

A narrow escape from death.

About an hour later, Jiang Zhige came to an extremely desolate plain.

There is no grass growing on the plain, and there is no end as far as the eye can see. The space is filled with a mixed and chaotic atmosphere, making people feel like they are in chaos without heaven and order.

Jiang Zhige carefully looked around the plain and concluded that the space boundary wall could be opened here.

The Forbidden Land of the Gods is another world different from the Heaven Realm. If others want to go there, they need to have at least the soul-proofing realm to open the boundary wall between the two realms.

Jiang Zhige spilled the spirit stone, absorbed the meager power of heaven around him, raised his hand and slid it down, actually splitting a crack in the space.

Inside the crack, the mixed and chaotic aura is even more overwhelming. As long as a mortal touches it even slightly, he will probably lose it and become a strange monster that cannot distinguish the five elements of heaven and earth, and cannot see the vegetation and living things.

Before heading to the Shenhuang Forbidden Land, Jiang Zhige suddenly thought of something and asked: "Tiansha, you said you could take my body long ago, so why do you still possess me and even help me cultivate the devil?"

After a hundred years of getting along, he no longer had as much suspicion about Tiansha as before, but he still couldn't figure out Tiansha's purpose.

"this one..."

"You'll know later..."

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