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

Sensing Bai Ge's displeasure, Lan Yan leaned over and whispered: "Master, seniority is what it should be. When you marry that girl, you have to call him master."

Bai Ge didn't feel better after hearing this, but instead felt more and more unhappy.

Who is he, and why should he respect Jiang Zhige as an elder?

Bai Ge struggled internally, thinking of Mo Ziyan's peerless appearance, but resisted the urge to fall out.

"Pavilion Master Jiang, that girl's name is Mo Ziyan, right? I took a look yesterday. She is indeed well-behaved, sensible, and pretty. Although my Bai Ge is a little playful, she is still good in all aspects. She was offended before.

, don’t blame, don’t blame.”

Long Zhi said and clapped his hands, signaling Lan Yan and other powerful men behind him to bring the betrothal gifts.

They opened the jade box containing the betrothal gift, revealing the spiritual treasures, spiritual weapons and elixirs inside.

Jiang Zhige took a look and realized that these betrothal gifts alone were enough to allow Mo Ziyan, who was carrying the Heaven-stealing Saint Body, to cultivate to the Yuanhai realm.

However, Jiang Zhige's eyes did not linger too much on the betrothal gift, and instead turned his attention to Lan Yan and the powerful men.

Lan Yan is the weakest, only in the middle stage of Wanxiang Realm. The rest of the strong ones are at least in the late stage of Wanxiang Realm, and there are even a few strong ones who have entered the Saint Realm.

There is such a battle when proposing a marriage. You can imagine how powerful the Yu Clan is.

Jiang Zhige was silent for a while and asked slowly: "What will you do if I don't agree?"

Long Zhi was stunned when he heard this, and hurriedly said: "Pavilion Master Jiang, you may have some misunderstandings about my son, but he still has a good nature, and we..."

"I'm not asking whether your son is good or bad. I'm asking, what will you do if I don't agree?"

Jiang Zhige's face was expressionless, his voice was cold, and an invisible power spread throughout Lintian Palace.

Long Zhi was secretly frightened. She knew that Jiang Zhige was no better than ordinary people in the Mortal Realm, so she specially brought a few powerful men in the Saint Realm to fill the scene. However, she did not expect that Jiang Zhige still had the confidence to condescend.

That invisible power made Long Zhi feel that even if she brought several powerful men who had entered the Saint Realm with her this time, Jiang Zhige could easily kill them all.

Outside the palace, Mo Ziyan ignored several strong men from the Bai family who were guarding the door, and crept outside the door to eavesdrop.

No matter how stupid she is, she can still see that this is a marriage proposal team. These people need to meet the pavilion master to propose marriage. Who will the proposal be?

She leaned outside the door, and as soon as she heard some sounds, she found that Lintian Palace was shrouded in a layer of spiritual power, making it difficult for her to eavesdrop on any sounds.

Mo Ziyan's face turned slightly pale, and she could only hold back her panic and curiosity and stood outside the door waiting.

A full quarter of an hour passed before the palace door was opened from the inside.

Mo Ziyan immediately looked up and found that it was Jiang Zhige.

She approached Jiang Zhige and asked in a low voice: "Master, these people are..."

"The person who proposes marriage to you is Bai Ge, whom you met at Fengyun Meeting Hall."

Jiang Zhige didn't look back and spoke concisely and concisely, as if he was talking about an insignificant matter.

It was an expected answer, but Mo Ziyan still couldn't help being frightened, and Jiang Zhige's attitude made her feel like she had fallen into an ice cellar.

At this moment, Mo Ziyan did not recall Bai Ge's appearance and conduct in his mind, but instead recalled scenes of getting along with Jiang Zhige.

And the scene a few days ago when Jiang Zhige kicked her out of the room.

By the time he came to his senses, Jiang Zhige had already walked some distance away.

Mo Ziyan hurriedly chased after him, grabbed Jiang Zhige's clothes and said tremblingly: "Master, Master, Zi Yan, can Zi Yan not marry..."

There was a hint of crying in the voice, and also a hint of humble prayer.

Jiang Zhige paused slightly when he heard this, and just glanced at Mo Ziyan. He opened his mouth and hesitated, but in the end he said nothing.

After being together for more than ten years, Mo Ziyan should have already endured Jiang Zhige's indifference, but now she was crying until she was almost suffocating, and her eyes kept overflowing with big tears.

Again, another silence.

Mo Ziyan thought she could bear everything until Jiang Zhige opened her heart to her. However, it turned out that she could only be a disciple forever, a rebellious disciple.

"Girl, you are in love for the first time and your love has turned into a disease. It is really time to get married."

"We are not suitable."

Jiang Zhige sighed softly, took away Mo Ziyan's hand holding the corner of his clothes, and disappeared in an instant.

"Master!!"

Mo Ziyan's voice was full of heartbreak. She stretched out her hand to try to retain Jiang Zhige, but her efforts were in vain.

"What did I do wrong?!"

"Why? Why do you do this to me..."

Mo Ziyan collapsed to the ground with a pop, burying her head and letting out a heartbreaking cry.

The sentence "Nothing happened" has already sent her to hell.

Who would have thought that there is another hell under hell, and there is despair within despair.

If his love fails, Mo Ziyan can at least stay by Jiang Zhige's side and watch him as a secret admirer.

Even though she was just a disciple, Mo Ziyan recognized it. After all, she was acting on her own initiative and was not qualified to demand a response.

But why did Jiang Zhige deprive her of even her last life and push her to someone else with just one inappropriate sentence?

At this moment, Mo Ziyan hated herself for entering Tianyun Pavilion and for becoming Jiang Zhige's apprentice.

An apprentice, an apprentice, will always be an apprentice.

Mo Ziyan's love has become as humble as dust. Could it be that in Jiang Zhige's huge world, even this trace of dust cannot be tolerated?

In the hall, the atmosphere was heavy, and many powerful men of the Bai family looked at each other.

Longzhi's eyelids twitched, and he had a bad feeling in his heart.

Crying is like a cuckoo dripping blood. Those who hear it are sad and those who hear it shed tears.

She knew that her son's conduct was slightly inappropriate, but she wouldn't let Mo Ziyan become so desperate, right?

Long Zhi took a deep breath, turned to look at Bai Ge, and asked seriously: "Little bastard, what kind of evil things have you done in front of her?"

"I-I didn't?"

Bai Ge looked stunned. He didn't know how Mo Ziyan could cry like this.

Although he was a romantic by nature and had done many evil things, Mo Ziyan didn't know about it. Moreover, he was in good condition and tried his best to maintain his demeanor when they met before.

Could it be that Mo Ziyan liked Jiang Zhige? But even so, was she crying too exaggeratedly?

Furthermore, if Mo Ziyan is so sad because he likes her, Jiang Zhige must know it well. How could he nod and agree to let Mo Ziyan get married?

Hearing Mo Ziyan's cry, it was as if someone had wiped out the entire family, young and old.

"Anyway, the wedding day will be in seven days. Before then, you should try your best to have a good relationship with her, do you understand?"

Long Zhi looked serious, while Bai Ge, who was more than two hundred years old, was still looking for flowers and willows. She sincerely hoped to meet a woman who would make Bai Ge fall in love.

"understand."

Bai Ge waved his hand, rather perfunctorily.

He is somewhat self-aware. Mo Ziyan cried like this about getting married. It is a bit of a fantasy to want to have a good relationship before the rice is cooked.