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

As soon as Nangong Zhen opened his mouth, he kept coughing up blood, and his signs of life became weaker and weaker.

"uncle!"

Jiang Zhige looked anxious and took out the elixir to try to save Nangong Zhen.

Nangong Zhen shook his head and refused, saying weakly: "Boy, from now on, my daughter will be named after you..."

When it comes to elixirs, his elixirs are much better than Jiang Zhige's, but this is an attack caused by a strong man who has reached the Saint Realm, and even fifth-grade elixirs may not be able to save him.

"uncle..."

Jiang Zhige's face was filled with tears and he was choked with sobs.

"Parting between life and death is human nature. Crying like this will not please my daughter..."

Nangong Zhen looked weak, his voice became softer and softer as he spoke, and his eyes became increasingly cloudy.

On the verge of death, Nangong Rou's face gradually appeared in his mind.

Although I really want Nangong Rou to take back her words, 'You are not my father', it is a pity that Nangong Zhen has no extra time.

All she could do was to agree to Nangong Rou changing her name to Rou, so that she would know that her father was not that opposed to her being with Jiang Zhige.

Having said that, although Nangong Rou is neither Jing nor Rou, if you think about it carefully, Rou does seem to sound better than Jing.

Jiang Zhige lowered his head to suppress his cries, his heart filled with self-blame and desolation.

"Uncle, have a good trip..."

At this moment, Nangong Zhen's eyes were dull and there was no hope of life left.

If Jiang Zhige looked carefully, there was an undetectable smile hanging on the corner of his mouth.

In fact, Nangong Zhen no longer cares about his own life and death since he started practicing such a life-saving technique. Being able to die in this way is much better than sitting silently in the house and dying.

Moreover, Jiang Zhige's tears also made Nangong Zhen understand that his daughter had indeed found a trustworthy man.

After getting such a good son-in-law, Nangong Zhen no longer had any scruples about his daughter for the rest of her life, so she died with a smile on her face.

Jiang Zhige gently put down Nangong Zhen's body, lowering his head to see clearly.

"I want you to bury your uncle with him."

The sound was extremely eerie, as if it came from the Nine Nether Hells, which made people's hair stand on end.

The white-browed old man was so frightened that his face turned pale, and he evacuated outside Zixiao Tiancheng at full speed.

Jiang Zhige stood up, took out the Tianjiu Square Void Halberd, and threw it at the white-browed old man.

The jet-black giant halberd was as fast as thunder. Before the white-browed old man could react, the jet-black giant halberd penetrated his body.

The white-browed old man couldn't even scream. He turned into a blood dance on the spot and completely disappeared between heaven and earth.

Jiang Zhige immediately turned around and walked towards Monk Jinguang, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

Obviously, he was not prepared to let the golden monk die as happily as the white-browed old man.

Monk Jinguang was still unafraid of death, and even showed a cheerful smile.

When he rushed to Zixiao Tiancheng to defend against the demonic cultivators, he never thought that he would be able to return alive. Being able to drag a scumbag who assisted the demonic cultivators to be buried with him before his death was already a huge profit.

"Nie Zhan, I'm waiting for you underground!"

Monk Jinguang did not want to die in the hands of a demon cultivator, so he reversed his spiritual power and actually wanted to explode his Yuanhai and die.

Jiang Zhige ducked in front of Monk Jinguang, raised his hand and strangled his neck, easily interrupting his self-destruction.

Monk Jinguang's expression was ugly. He did not expect that Jiang Zhige could interrupt the monk's reversal of spiritual power so easily.

"Old bald donkey, would it be too easy to die like this?"

Jiang Zhige's eyes flashed with a faint light, ready to use the soul power of Tiansha to torture the golden monk.

"Jiang Zhige!"

At this moment, a familiar voice suddenly sounded.

Jiang Zhige's expression changed slightly and he turned to look at the person who came. It was Nangong Rou who was supposed to be dozens of miles away.

Nangongrou's eyes were red, and she shouted hoarsely: "What on earth are you doing? Are you going to continue killing people?"

"But Rou'er, he made uncle..."

"So what? Do you know how many people were killed by that halberd that split open the Zixiao Celestial City?!"

Jiang Zhige's heart trembled. At that time, Tiansha was in control of his body. He had never considered this at all.

"That's enough, let's stop it and let him go."

"Rou'er, but he killed your father..."

Jiang Zhige lowered his head and asked him to let go of the enemy who killed Nangong Zhen. How could he do it?

"What else can we do? He rushed to Zixiao Tiancheng out of righteousness. If you kill him now, there will really be no way out!"

Nangong Rou burst into tears and almost collapsed.

How could she not hate her father when he was killed? But Monk Jinguang had no evil intentions, and killing Nangong Zhen was also an excuse for Dawn.

Jiang Zhige killed Monk Jinguang here, and there was no turning back. Even if he did not lose his mind, he would still be hunted down by monks all over the world.

Jiang Zhige understood what Nangong Rou meant, remained silent for a long time, and finally let go of Monk Jinguang.

He is not afraid of being hunted down, but he is afraid that it will harm the Nangong family.

"I'm sorry, it's all my fault..."

Jiang Zhige's voice trembled and he clenched his fists.

If he could save Nangong Town, maybe things wouldn't be so complicated.

Monk Jinguang looked shocked. He couldn't believe that a demon cultivator could resist the urge to kill, and he also killed Nangong Zhen, whom Jiang Zhige valued very much.

Nangong Rou stepped forward and held Jiang Zhige's hand, and said with a tearful tone: "Okay, let's leave quickly. As promised, we will leave Zixiao Tiancheng together."

"Rou'er, I..."

Jiang Zhige made no move, as if he did not dare to respond to Nangong Rou.

He is a demon cultivator. Even if he has not lost his mind, he is still a demon cultivator. Even if he does not kill the golden monk, he will still be beaten and killed by countless righteous monks.

Having killed Nangong Zhen today, Jiang Zhige couldn't imagine the scene of killing Nangong Rou one day.

"Stop joking! Didn't you promise that you would never leave me again?!"

Nangong Rou choked with sobs and held Jiang Zhige's hand tightly.

At this moment, looking at Jiang Zhige who was hesitant to speak, she felt a sense of panic in her heart for some reason.

Seeing that things were getting more and more complicated, a figure suddenly appeared behind Nangong Rou and raised his hand to knock her out.

"aunt?"

Jiang Zhige looked startled, the person coming was none other than Xi Zhizhen.

Xi Zhizhen reached out to catch the unconscious Nangong Rou and sighed: "Xiao Jiang, you can make your own decision."

Jiang Zhige lowered his head and fell into silence, standing there speechless for a long time.

Not far away, Monk Jinguang also stayed where he was.

Feeling the heavy atmosphere around him, he had lived for nearly a thousand years, and for the first time in his life, he felt that he had done something wrong.

Is this young man in front of him who is no different from an ordinary person and whom so many people trust unconditionally, really the demon cultivator in his impression?

After a long time, Jiang Zhige finally made some movement.

He walked up to Xi Zhizhen, his eyes dim, and reached out to gently touch Nangong Rou's tear-stained face.

Jiang Zhige really wanted to take Nangong Rou with him, wanted to give Nangong Rou happiness, and even wanted to stay with Nangong Rou forever.

Unfortunately, he cannot do this and does not have the qualifications.