Villain: The memory is exposed, the heroine kneels and begs for my forgiveness

Jiang Zhige carefully recalled the plot of the siege and killing of the Demon Emperor in the novel, and quickly found a way.

Among the people present was a former subordinate of the Demon Emperor, Xuan Cang Divine General Zhou Wuji.

Since joining Xuancang Holy Land, he has been loyal to the Demon Emperor. Unfortunately, not only did he not gain the Demon Emperor's trust, he even heard the news that his wife was killed by the Demon Emperor one day.

Zhou Wuji mustered up the courage to ask the Demon Emperor for an explanation, but the Demon Emperor dismissed him casually.

Years of suspicion and the atrocity of killing his wife made him completely disappointed in the Demon Emperor.

In fact, what saddened Zhou Wuji the most was not the death of his wife, but the Demon Emperor's disapproving attitude.

At this time, Qu Yun had the idea of ​​​​besieging Xuancang Holy Land, but Zhou Wuji hesitated and betrayed the Demon Emperor.

If it weren't for his cooperation inside and outside, Qu Yun and his party would not have been able to capture Xuancang Holy Land so easily.

Jiang Zhige secretly thought that with Zhou Wuji's character, as long as he modified his memory appropriately, Zhou Wuji would definitely change his mind and fight to the death to help him reduce the seal of the Trapped Sky Chain.

"Young man, whether I can get out of trouble or not depends entirely on you..."

........

In the picture of light and shadow, several hours passed in a flash.

It was getting late, and it was impossible for the two of them to travel all night under the heavy snow, so they had to rest in a cave for one night.

At Yinshi the next day, Jiang Zhige's face turned pale, and he slowly sat up with his hands on his calves.

How could he sleep peacefully when the pain in the wound was excruciating?

Jiang Zhige turned to look at Nangong Rou. She was clinging to him, frowning as if she was not sleeping soundly.

Jiang Zhige arranged a comfortable sleeping position for Nangongrou, moved his body and sat further away.

He lifted up the hem of his left trousers, revealing a bloody wound inside.

After the snow covering the wound melted, Jiang Zhige could only endure the pain and sit cross-legged in the same position for several hours in order to prevent Nangong Rou from discovering it.

If the wound is not treated now, he will not survive for two hours.

Jiang Zhige thought for a moment and looked at the fire that was about to go out.

I saw him take out a piece of charcoal from the fire with lightning speed and press it hard on the wound on his calf.

Sizzling...

The severe burning pain coming from his calf and palm made Jiang Zhige's expression distorted and veins popped up on his forehead.

In order not to wake up Nangong Rou, he could only grit his teeth and remain silent while watching the charcoal burn the wound on his calf bit by bit.

........

In Zhengyang Hall, everyone showed shocked expressions.

"The Demon Emperor is going to use charcoal to forcefully suture the wound?"

"Although this method can stop bleeding and save lives, the surrounding environment is harsh and will only allow people to live for a few more hours..."

"The Demon Emperor is really cruel. At such a young age, he can endure the severe pain without making a sound."

Hundreds of strong men present were filled with emotion. Even if they reached the pinnacle of the heaven, they could not remain calm while the charcoal burned their flesh and bones.

Qu Yun frowned, stared at Jiang Zhige on the screen and said in a deep voice: "Perhaps it is this ruthlessness that allowed him to ascend to the realm of the Great Emperor."

Nangong Rou wiped her tears gently, Qu Yun was right, Jiang Zhige was not only cruel to himself, but also cruel to the people around him.

Otherwise, how could he, a beggar, have gained the name of Demon Emperor and taken charge of the heaven?

.........

When the wound was completely burnt, Jiang Zhige endured the dizziness and threw away the charcoal, then lay down flat on the ground.

His face was pale and he was gasping for air, feeling like he had just escaped from hell.

In fact, Jiang Zhige has been wandering outside the gate of hell every day since he was born.

However, this time was the closest he came to death.

After a long time, Jiang Zhige sat up with difficulty and looked at the fire with only a few sparks left.

It hasn't stopped snowing yet, and if there was no fire, the temperature inside the cave would not be much higher than outside.

Jiang Zhige could barely endure the cold, but Nangong Rou was different. He would never let Nangong Rou suffer along with him.

Jiang Zhige didn't think much and slowly took off his patched linen clothes, revealing the hay wrapped around him with strings.

He lived a poor life, so he couldn't afford expensive clothes and coats, so he could only tie a circle of hay around his body to keep out the cold.

Jiang Zhige untied the rope and put the hay into the fire little by little.

The flames rekindled, and Nangongrou's expression quickly softened.

Unfortunately, the dry grass did not burn, and the fire began to weaken again soon.

Seeing Nangong Rou's expression becoming uncomfortable again, Jiang Zhige started to become a little anxious.

He thought for a moment, then suddenly took off his underwear and put it into the fire.

The fire immediately stabilized, and Nangong Rou slept obviously much more comfortably.

Jiang Zhige breathed a sigh of relief and got as close to the fire as possible, roasting his body that was about to freeze.

In the following time, in order to maintain the fire, he burned his clothes again and again until only a linen jacket was left.

Jiang Zhige did not burn Mai's coat, not because he was reluctant to part with it, but because he was afraid that Nangong Rou would wake up and find out what he had done.

There was a linen jacket outside. Jiang Zhige looked just a little thinner. Nangong Rou must not have noticed.

Two hours later, the fire was completely extinguished, and the wind and snow outside finally subsided.

Jiang Zhige glanced at the dim sky, and whispered in Nangong Rou's ear: "Rou'er, wake up quickly, it's dawn."

After a while, Nangong Rou stood up slowly and muttered sleepily: "Brother, are we leaving so early?"

"Rou'er, when we find that place, you can sleep as long as you want, and you can also eat a lot of delicious food."

Jiang Zhige smiled bitterly. He was afraid that if he didn't hurry up in time, he wouldn't be able to walk the ten miles alive with Nangong Rou.

Nangong Rou seemed to be angry about getting up. After hearing this, she still didn't feel happy. She pouted and said, "Brother, I'm hungry again. I don't want to wait. I want to eat now."

Jiang Zhige's expression was slightly stiff. He remained silent for a while, then forced out a smile and said, "Rou'er, please wait for a while. Brother is going to find something to eat now."

After Jiang Zhige finished speaking, he took a deep breath, stood up despite the injury to his left leg, and walked out of the cave pretending to be nonchalant.

"Well, Rou'er is waiting for brother to come back."

Nangong Rou yawned, lay back and closed her eyes again.

After yesterday's experience of eating meat, she still had high hopes for Jiang Zhige this time.

.......

At this moment, everyone in the hall had expressions of emotion on their faces.

You know, clothes are used to keep warm and protect against cold. Jiang Zhige could have given up his clothes to Nangong Rou, but he used them as fuel and threw them into the fire.

You said he was stupid, but of course he wasn't stupid, but he still did it.

"Burning clothes to keep warm, is there really such a ridiculous thing in the world?"

"The Demon Emperor is like this, why are you still looking for something to eat?"

"Look, the Demon Emperor stopped outside the cave again and did not go far. He, he must be trying to..."

.......

All over the heaven and hundreds of tribes in Kyushu were all shocked by it, their eyes fixed on the scene in the light and shadow.

"Burning clothes for warmth, cutting meat for food, is he... really the Demon Emperor?"

"The appearance of Empress Hange's artifact is naturally impossible to be fake."

"Since the Demon Emperor took charge of the heaven, he has been cruel and murderous, arbitrary and tyrannical, and has failed the people of the world. But now it seems that he is at least worthy of Fairy Nangong."