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

He is a demon cultivator who is not tolerated by the world and will be hunted down by countless cultivators.

Now, in the battle, countless residents of Zixiao City have been affected. It is not an exaggeration to call it a heinous crime.

Jiang Zhige knew Nangongrou's feelings, and also knew that his departure would make Nangongrou even more sad.

However, he also loves Nangong Rou deeply and does not want the person he loves to stay with such a dangerous existence like himself.

Now that Jiang Zhige is left to make his own choice, if he lets Nangong Rou follow him to the end of the world, will that still be considered love?

"Aunt, you should have made plans, right?"

Jiang Zhige's eyes were dull, like a walking corpse.

Xi Zhizhen nodded and said in a deep voice: "You have been kneeling in front of Zhou Zheng's Mansion for a month, and we have already prepared a retreat. Whether you choose to take her away, go alone, or even go with us, you can."

From the beginning, the Nangong family never thought of pushing Nangong Rou to Yang Jing. Instead, they took expedient measures to stabilize the Xiangyue Sect and used the one-month buffer time to move the Nangong Rou family.

Yang Jing has many wives and concubines, and he likes to humiliate and kill women. Not to mention Nangong Zhen, who is his father, other elders of the Nangong family will not agree.

Although it would be a shame to move the whole family, it would be an even greater shame to hand over Nangong Rou to Yang Jing.

"I understand, Auntie, please take Rou'er away."

"and you..."

Xi Zhizhen looked embarrassed. If Jiang Zhige left alone, Nangong Rou would definitely cry and even break down and commit suicide when she wakes up.

In one month, Xi Zhizhen and Nangong Zhen both saw how much Nangong Rou loved Jiang Zhige.

Jiang Zhige looked gloomy, lowered his head and said, "No, as a demon cultivator, I will cause trouble for everyone. As for Rou'er, Auntie, you should be able to erase her memory, right?"

The two elders had erased some of Nangong Rou's memories back then, and they should be able to do the same now.

"It's possible, but do you want to..."

Xi Zhizhen's eyes flashed slightly, doing this would make Nangong Rou less painful, but what about Jiang Zhige who still remembered these memories?

Jiang Zhige sighed deeply and said with a wry smile: "Then erase Rou'er's memory. It is best to change the memory so that I will be worse in her impression, otherwise there may be times when I get emotional.

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"Are you sure you want to do this? Won't you feel uncomfortable if the person you love the most hates you for the rest of your life?"

"I won't feel uncomfortable. As long as I still remember her and she is doing well, I won't feel uncomfortable."

Jiang Zhige shook his head. He always only wanted to make Nangong Rou good, so why should he consider his own feelings?

"Okay, if that's the case, then you should leave earlier. There are countless powerful people rushing to Zixiao Celestial City now."

Xi Zhizhen sighed. Time was running out, so she couldn't persuade her. After saying that, she was about to leave with Nangong Rou in her arms.

"Wait a minute, aunt, can I take something away?"

Jiang Zhige made a plea to stay. He quickly followed and looked at the hairpin on Nangongrou's head.

"That's fine, just leave it in my thoughts."

Xi Zhizhen naturally would not refuse, so she pulled out the hairpin and handed it to Jiang Zhige.

Jiang Zhige took the hairpin with both hands as if he had found a treasure, and held it tightly in his hand.

"The days are long, Xiao Jiang. If you become successful in cultivation in the future, you can come to us. Neither Rou'er nor I will care about your identity."

Xi Zhizhen looked sad when she saw this. If it weren't for the special circumstances, she really didn't want to see such a pair of mandarin ducks separated.

"Yes, I will."

Jiang Zhige took a deep breath and watched Xi Zhizhen walk towards Nangong Zhen's body.

Xi Zhizhen walked to Nangong Zhen's corpse, holding Nangong Rou in her right hand, and Nangong Zhen and Yukong in her left hand quickly left the place.

She did not look at Nangong Zhen's body, but her beautiful eyes were filled with tears.

In fact, Xi Zhizhen had known that there would be a separation today, but separation between life and death is really not something that human nature can explain.

If possible, who wouldn’t want the person they love to be by their side all the time?

"A Zhen, Rou'er, let's go home."

After Xi Zhizhen left, Jiang Zhige stayed there for a long time before he withdrew his sight and walked alone outside Zixiao Tiancheng.

Monk Jinguang did not shout any more, but silently watched Jiang Zhige leave.

To be honest, what he heard and saw today overturned his understanding of demonic cultivation.

Was it Jiang Zhige who was at fault, or was he himself who attacked the demon cultivator indiscriminately?

Jiang Zhige has walked a long way. He did not shed tears, but walked forward silently as if he had lost his soul.

Until he was about to leave the Zongqi Mountains, Jiang Zhige was so lost that he suddenly tripped over a stone and fell to the ground.

Jiang Zhige landed face first, and the hairpin fell out of his hand.

There was some light in his eyes, and he hurriedly crawled over to pick up the hairpin, holding it in his arms like a rare treasure, as if someone would snatch it from him.

At this moment, Jiang Zhige didn't have any demonic energy in his body, and he was curled up on the ground in a miserable state. How could he still have the majesty of being invincible in the world before?

Several powerful men from the Vientiane Realm who came to surround and kill the demonic cultivators passed by this place, completely unaware that the embarrassed young man curled up on the ground at their feet was the terrifying demonic cultivator that caused panic among people in the surrounding area.

"Rou'er, Rou'er..."

Jiang Zhige's face was pale, he held his hairpin in his arms and kept shouting Nangong Rou's name in his sleep.

As he shouted, some tears gradually overflowed from his eyes.

There were more and more tears, until Jiang Zhige couldn't breathe smoothly, and Jiang Zhige was still crying.

He didn't know what these tears were, were they the sadness of parting or the self-blame for not being able to be with Nangong Rou?

In fact, Jiang Zhige knew very well that he and Nangong Rou might never meet again in their lifetime.

Regardless of the fact that Nangong Rou's memory will be erased, the Nangong family has moved away, and the world is so vast that it is basically impossible for Jiang Zhige to find her again.

Even if he is found, he is probably still being hunted at that time, so who has the right to meet Nangong Rou?

It was precisely because of knowing this that Jiang Zhige asked Xi Zhizhen to erase Nangongrou's memory.

He was afraid that Nangong Rou would always remember him and ignore the better people around him.

However, Jiang Zhige is also a human being. He only wants Nangong Rou's good, but he will also feel pain.

Nangong Rou loved him to the core, but Jiang Zhige's love was a thousand times more.

After seeing each other goodbye now, Jiang Zhige only felt that life was worse than death. He wished he had frozen to death in Yucheng, instead of living with this love until now.

Jiang Zhige cried until there were no more tears to shed, and he cried until his throat could no longer make a sound.

As if he was about to drown, he curled up in the forest and struggled for seven days and nights.

"Rou'er..."

It wasn't until a ray of morning sun came that Jiang Zhige, who looked like a dead corpse, regained some consciousness.

He held the March Spirit Hairpin tightly in both hands, staggered to his feet, and limped toward the outside of Zixiao Tiancheng.

"If there is an afterlife..."

"I would like to be a winged bird in heaven, and a twig on earth..."