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

"Yes, yes, Fairy Nangong might as well read it before making a decision."

"If what the Demon Emperor does later cannot shake Fairy Nangong, we will never stop her again."

Hearing that Su Qingqiu did not directly agree to release Jiang Zhige, everyone in the palace quickly tried to persuade him. They did not want to fight to the death with a powerful half-emperor.

Nangong Rou looked uncertain after hearing this, and turned to look at Jiang Zhige who was not far away.

At this time, she really didn't know how to decide.

Now Nangong Rou can indeed choose Jiang Zhige regardless of whether Jiang Zhige is a demon or a fairy.

But for the sake of selfish desires, is it really good to let go of Jiang Zhige, who is called the Demon Emperor by the world?

Just when Nangong Rou was swaying unsteadily, Mo Ziyan stepped forward and patted her shoulder.

"Xiaorou, there is nothing wrong with making a firm choice in your heart, but you don't need to make a decision in such a hurry."

Nangong Rou hesitated for a long time after hearing this, and finally withdrew her terrifying power.

Mo Ziyan was right, there was no need for him to be so anxious. Jiang Zhige's memory had only appeared one-fifth now, and he could read all the memories before making plans.

Seeing Nangong Rou taking back her power, not only everyone in the palace, Qu Yun also breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as Nangong Rou decides to read the memory, he will still have a chance to make a comeback.

Qu Yun didn't believe it. Later, Jiang Zhige became a demon and his mind was constantly affected by the evil spirits, but he could still maintain his original intention to be good to Nangong Rou.

Jiang Zhige, who silently observed the movement in the palace, felt helpless. He had known this would happen for a long time.

Although Nangong Rou was moved, it was obviously not that simple to get out of trouble.

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

Since Yao Qianji's death, Jiang Zhige has become confused. He no longer performs sect tasks or goes to the medicine garden to cultivate spiritual herbs. He stays in a quiet place all day long, drinking alone to relieve his sorrows.

Half a month later, Jiang Zhige came to Jingxin Pavilion again. He drank so much that he felt hopeless about life several times.

Master passed away and Nangong Rou left. What’s the point of living?

The successive blows made it difficult for Jiang Zhige to cheer up for anything, and he could only feel a sense of relief when he was drunk.

Just when Jiang Zhige was feeling sorry for himself, two figures walked up not far away.

"Jiang Zhige? Get out of the Jingxin Pavilion quickly and don't bother me nearby."

Jiang Zhige heard the sound and looked around, and it turned out to be Jin Lin, an inner disciple.

A few years ago, Jiang Zhige and Jin Lin had some friction because of Nangong Rou. After Lu Tianjiao officially pursued Nangong Rou, Jin Lin stopped looking for trouble.

At this time, Jin Lin was accompanied by a beautiful disciple. He held his hand and behaved intimately. It was obvious that they had a close relationship.

The area around the Jingxin Pavilion has always been quiet and quiet with few people around. Many men and women inside the door would come here to have a tryst. The two of them must have come here to do something passionate.

Jiang Zhige didn't complain or resist, picked up the wine bottle and staggered out.

When passing by Jinlin, he was suddenly kicked in the back and fell to the ground on the spot.

Afraid of causing trouble, the female disciple hurriedly advised, "Brother Lin, what are you doing? Private fights among disciples are prohibited within the sect."

"Xiyue, don't panic. Looking at his useless appearance, does he look like someone who dares to report to Xingfeng?"

Jin Lin snorted coldly. He had only recently been promoted to the inner disciple. He had only been in the blood training realm before and had not taken advantage of many fights with Jiang Zhige. How could he miss this great opportunity to vent his anger now?

Jiang Zhige still didn't refute, struggled to get up and wanted to leave.

"Want to escape? Let me tell you Jiang Zhige, Junior Sister Nangong is gone and Elder Yao is dead. No one will protect you, a loser!"

Jin Lin had no intention of letting it go. He stepped forward to grab Jiang Zhige and started punching him with a combination of left and right bows.

Jiang Zhige was already depressed. He was drunk and unconscious. His nose was bruised and his face was swollen, but he did not fight back.

Jin Lin thought Jiang Zhige was unable to fight back, so he fought harder and harder, using more force.

"Lin, Brother Lin, he didn't move at all. Could it be that he was beaten to death?"

It wasn't until the female disciple warned him that Jin Lin stopped. Looking at Jiang Zhige's dying appearance in front of him, he felt that if he continued to fight, he would definitely die.

Jin Lin let go of Jiang Zhige, returned to the female disciple, and sneered: "Jiang Zhige, you used to protect Junior Sister Nangong like a treasure, but now she's gone, isn't she?"

"And now that I have been promoted to an inner sect disciple, and there are beauties by my side, compared to me, calling you useless is just flattering you."

Hearing Jin Lin call herself a beauty, the female disciple also looked shy and nestled into his arms.

Jiang Zhige didn't answer, he got up from the ground with difficulty, and tried to leave with a limp.

After walking a few steps, he suddenly bumped into someone.

Jin Lin wanted to continue mocking a few more words, but his expression changed slightly when he saw the person coming.

Jiang Zhige looked up and found that it was Lu Tianjiao.

Jiang Zhige wiped the nosebleed and said with a drunken smile: "You, you kid, saw me being beaten, why didn't you help..."

"What? You can't beat this guy?"

Lu Tianjiao frowned. Jiang Zhige's Zang Refining Realm was comparable to the early Lingwu Realm. He even broke through to the Lingwu Realm a year ago. How could he not be Jin Lin's opponent?

"If you can't beat me, if you can't beat me, I'm a waste..."

Jiang Zhige raised his head and took a sip of wine, then walked around Lu Tianjiao and was about to leave.

Jin Lin's eyes changed slightly when he heard this. He was so happy before that he didn't notice it. Thinking about it carefully, Jiang Zhige would not be able to stand up after being beaten so hard by him.

But now Jiang Zhige is not only able to stand up, he is even drinking happily.

"Jiang Zhige! Do you want to continue like this for the rest of your life?"

Lu Tianjiao's expression was ugly. He knew that Yao Qianji's death and Nangong Rou's departure had a great impact on Jiang Zhige, but he could not accept that his brother would be depressed for the rest of his life.

Jiang Zhige still didn't answer, as if he didn't hear Lu Tianjiao's voice at all.

Lu Tianjiao turned to look at Jiang Zhige and found that he was still pouring wine into his mouth, unmoved at all.

Seeing this, Lu Tianjiao felt a burst of unreasonable anger in his heart. He rushed forward and knocked down Jiang Zhige's wine flask, and said angrily: "Jiang Zhige, think about Junior Sister Nangong who is still thousands of miles away!"

"If you don't find her, she won't be able to find her, and you won't be able to see each other for the rest of your life, right?"

Regarding Nangong Rou's departure, Lu Tianjiao could be negative and blame others, but he did not allow Jiang Zhige to be like him.

Because Nangong Rou loves Jiang Zhige deeply and is looking forward to meeting Jiang Zhige again. Jiang Zhige is still qualified to find Nangong Rou.

As long as he raises his fighting spirit and practices hard, he might be able to find Nangong Rou who is thousands of miles away.

But Lu Tianjiao does not have this qualification. In Nangong Rou's eyes, he is just a passerby. He can only pray that Nangong Rou will return to Tianyun Pavilion again.

At this moment, Jiang Zhige, who has this qualification, is feeling sorry for himself and drinking all day long to drown his sorrows. How could Lu Tianjiao not be angry?