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

Lu Tianjiao covered his face with one hand and choked up: "But I really hate it. I have long given up on Junior Sister Nangong's love, but they have even taken away my right to watch Junior Sister Nangong silently."

If Jiang Zhige and Nangong Rou get married, Lu Tianjiao will express his blessings from the bottom of his heart, but what does it mean now?

Not to mention seeing Nangong Rou find happiness, it will be a problem for them to reunite in the future.

Lu Tianjiao cried loudly, and Jiang Zhige had no intention of comforting him. He kept drinking dull wine across from him.

The two drank all night long, Lu Tianjiao fell drunk early, and Jiang Zhige was still somewhat conscious until the early morning.

He staggered to his feet, holding the wine glass in his hand and looking at the waning moon that was about to disappear.

The moon waxes and wanes, and people have joys and sorrows.

At this moment, perhaps Nangong Rou was also looking at the crescent moon, but unlike Jiang Zhige, she had no friends to accompany her, so she could only feel sad secretly.

Jiang Zhige stayed there for a long time, and his eyes gradually turned red.

He took a deep breath and resisted the urge to cry.

"Brother Lu, you have told me all the sad things, what do you want me to do now?"

...........

"I never imagined that someone would love Fairy Nangong so much back then."

"If there was no Demon Emperor, Fairy Nangong would have noticed him..."

Everyone in the palace was quite moved. Nangong Rou was as beautiful as a fairy. She had many admirers, but liking her appearance and liking her were two different concepts.

Many people love beautiful women, but some will really take the time to understand them, and some will truly love them.

Compared with those who are extremely ugly, those who are too beautiful will be hurt by love, because others will only pay attention to their beauty, and few men will approach them sincerely.

Listening to the discussion of everyone in the hall, Qu Yun secretly felt ashamed. When he first met Nangong Rou, it seemed that he was showing affection in various ways because of Nangong Rou's beauty.

Nangong Rou frowned slightly. To be honest, Lu Tianjiao was just a passerby to her back then. If Jiang Zhige's memory hadn't appeared, she would have almost forgotten Lu Tianjiao.

.............

Being drunk, Jiang Zhige suddenly felt that his legs were a little weak.

He sat back holding on to the column, raised his head and drank the last glass of wine.

In a daze of consciousness, Jiang Zhige remembered Nangong Rou's words before leaving.

Although he regretted not answering Nangong Rou, if Jiang Zhige was given another chance, he still didn't have the courage to answer.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Rou'er..."

"But you have a better life. People like me will be very happy to meet you."

Jiang Zhige still couldn't suppress the sadness in his heart, he lowered his head and cried with tears streaming down his face.

Looking back on the past eight years, he was just a beggar. Perhaps it was God's mercy that allowed him to meet Nangong Rou.

And Nangong Rou is stunningly beautiful, talented, and even more distinguished as the eldest lady of the Nangong family.

Even though Jiang Zhige had never mentioned it, the rumors within the sect had actually been causing him a lot of pressure.

What qualifications does a beggar who was lucky enough to join the Immortal Sect have to stay by Nangong Rou's side and call himself his elder brother?

Now that Jiang Zhige is even more contaminated with demonic energy, he will turn into a demon at some point. Why should he accept Nangong Rou's wishes?

If Nangong Rou goes to Zixiao Tiancheng, he will be loved and cared for by his relatives, he will be admired by the proud ones, and he will also get a better life. There is no need to worry about people like him.

He is like three inches of snow on the eaves, and she is a sudden guest in the world.

Immortal cultivators have a long life span. The two of them may be just passers-by in each other's lives. After eight years together, they may become a memory.

The next day, Jiang Zhige woke up leisurely, raised his head and looked around, and saw that Lu Tianjiao was still drunk not far away.

Jiang Zhige looked disappointed and murmured: "It's not a dream..."

Yes, everything yesterday was not a dream. Nangong Rou, who had been with him for eight years, still left so suddenly.

Jiang Zhige ignored Lu Tianjiao and stood up staggeringly, wanting to find his master for some healing elixirs.

Yesterday, Nangong Tuoyuan injured him very seriously. The ordinary healing pill could only barely relieve the pain. He could have withstood the pain by recovering from his injuries. However, he and Lu Tianjiao drank all night long and fell unconscious outside.

, the injury will only become worse.

Soon after, Jiang Zhige walked into the courtyard and found that the courtyard was still the same, and the smashed courtyard wall had not been repaired.

Jiang Zhige couldn't help but be shocked, this was not Yao Qianji's style.

Moreover, with Yao Qianji's cultivation level, repairing the courtyard wall only requires raising a hand.

Jiang Zhige took a closer look and found that Yao Qianji was still sitting on the stone bench motionless after a night passed.

"Teacher, Master?"

Jiang Zhige's heart trembled and he ran over in a hurry.

At this time, Yao Qianji's eyes were half closed and he was sitting motionless. His already gray hair was as pale as paper, and he had aged dozens of years overnight.

"Master! Master! Don't scare me,"

Jiang Zhige kept calling Yao Qianji. After a long time, he made some movement.

Yao Qianji slowly turned to look at Jiang Zhige and sighed: "Zhige, you're here..."

"Master, you, you..."

Jiang Zhige had tears in his eyes and didn't know what to say.

When he left yesterday, he was immersed in the sadness of Nangong Rou's departure and was not aware of Yao Qianji's emotions at all.

Thinking about it now, after witnessing Nangong Rou being taken away, Jiang Zhige could drink away his sorrow, but what about his master Yao Qianji?

Yao Qianji is also a human being, he can also be hurt, and he has more self-blame than Jiang Zhige that is difficult to shake off.

Since bringing the brother and sister into Tianyun Pavilion, Yao Qianji has long regarded them as his own children. To him, it was not just his failure to protect his apprentice.

But as an elder, he failed to protect the children he watched grow up.

Hearing Nangong Rou's heartbroken cry and seeing Jiang Zhige's lonely figure leaving, how could Yao Qianji be calm?

That powerlessness, that heart-wrenching feeling, tortured Yao Qianji all night long.

"Zhi Ge, I'm fine, just go back and recuperate..."

Yao Qianji looked disappointed and stood up with difficulty, holding on to the stone table.

He walked towards the house step by step. The figure that used to seem to be able to stand upright now looked hunched and weak.

"Master..."

Jiang Zhige was choked with sobs and had many words stuck in his throat. He wanted to say it but couldn't.

A Yuanhai realm strongman can't even walk steadily now. He knows exactly what this means.

Three days later, the pavilion master personally informed the entire sect.

Yao Qianji, the master of Star Picking Peak and the second elder of Tianyun Pavilion, passed away in his mansion at the age of 415.

After the incident was reported, it quickly caused an uproar in the community.

"Elder Yao is in the Yuan Hai realm and has at least several decades of life left. How could he pass away so early?"

"Who knows, Elder Yao is already very old. Maybe something went wrong in his practice, which shortened his lifespan."

"From now on, Tianyun Pavilion will lose a respected elder..."

Inside the house, Jiang Zhige knelt in front of Yao Qianji's body, holding a will and a storage ring in his hands.

The content of the will is very brief and reads: "Zhige, my relics do not need to be handed over to the sect, they belong to you."

"Also, remember to take care of yourself."