Mo Ziyan really couldn't understand. Nangong Rou was a human being, and she was also a human being. They both had a deeply in love. Why was there such a big gap between them?

Qu Yun had a complicated expression. He reached out and patted Mo Ziyan's shoulder, comforting her in a soft voice.

It seems that he has to thank Jiang Zhige for giving him a chance.

When she was a child, Mo Ziyan relied on her sister Liu Chuyao. When she was a teenager, Mo Ziyan relied on Jiang Zhige. Now is it Qu Yun's turn?

Originally, Qu Yun and Mo Ziyan might not necessarily end up together, but now, as long as nothing unexpected happens, he will be able to take advantage of Mo Ziyan's loss of concentration and take advantage of the opportunity.

Looking at the miserable Mo Ziyan, the white-haired old man couldn't bear it. He hesitated for a moment, but still gritted his teeth and said, "Pavilion Master, do you have some misunderstandings about this girl?"

I had heard Jiang Zhige asking Mo Ziyan for an explanation before, which proved that the situation between them was not irreparable, but there were some misunderstandings.

If Jiang Zhige was really angry, he would slap Mo Ziyan to death on the spot.

Jiang Zhige stopped walking after hearing this and said coldly, "Misunderstanding? What misunderstanding?"

Even though he is so unkind, he still has some expectations.

After all, Mo Ziyan was his apprentice, whom he had personally taught for eight years.

"I don't know either. Anyway, this girl didn't break the March Spirit Hairpin on purpose."

The white-haired old man had sweat on his forehead. He had no idea what was going on between the two of them and couldn't explain it at all.

Jiang Zhige was silent for a moment, then turned to look at Mo Ziyan who had fainted on the ground and asked, "How can you be sure?"

"When I saw this girl, she cried non-stop. After she heard the origin of the hairpin, she also cried very sadly. It doesn't seem like she would deliberately break the hairpin."

The white-haired old man became more and more nervous. He was anxious to save Mo Ziyan and didn't think too much about defending her.

In fact, these seemingly lame excuses were enough for Jiang Zhige.

"If so, why did she?"

Looking at the petite figure lying on the ground, Jiang Zhige was in a trance, and all the scenes that happened were connected together.

Mo Ziyan ran to the treasure pavilion crying and was brought into the pavilion by a white-haired old man. After seeing the March Spirit Hairpin, she accidentally touched it and broke it accidentally. Jiang Zhige happened to appear.

Why couldn't Mo Ziyan explain it clearly? Because in her opinion, she was insignificant compared to the owner of the March Spiritual Hairpin, and no matter how many reasons she had, she couldn't change the fact that the March Spiritual Hairpin was broken.

However, the answer Jiang Zhige wanted was just "I didn't mean it". He never thought that Mo Ziyan would be so humble in front of him that she didn't have the courage to explain.

"No, I treated her like my own child for eight years, how could she..."

Jiang Zhige wanted to refute, but the next moment he felt something stuck in his throat.

Mo Ziyan's humility seemed to be ridiculous, but he was like this in front of Nangong Rou back then.

When Jiang Zhige first decided to accept Mo Ziyan as his apprentice, he thought that this fatherless and motherless girl was very similar to himself back then.

When they were in that small town, Jiang Zhige would become clear-eyed when he saw Mo Ziyan being laughed at by others, and he would quickly find out the real reason why Mo Ziyan was crying.

Now that he cares more about Mo Ziyan, why is he unable to understand Mo Ziyan?

Jiang Zhige had personally experienced that kind of ridiculous humility, so why couldn't he understand Mo Ziyan?

After a long time, Jiang Zhige came back to his senses, looked at Mo Ziyan and sighed.

"Silly girl"

Jiang Zhige put the March Spirit Hairpin powder back into the storage ring, walked over and hugged Mo Ziyan around the waist.

The white-haired old man couldn't help but feel secretly delighted when he saw this. He didn't expect that not only did he let Jiang Zhige come back to save Mo Ziyan, but he also didn't make Jiang Zhige angry.

Noticing the white-haired old man's smugness, Jiang Zhige stopped and looked at him coldly.

No matter what, the white-haired old man, as the elder of the treasure pavilion, failed to supervise the treasures in the pavilion properly, resulting in damage, which is a serious crime.

The white-haired old man turned pale and realized what he had done.

The crime of failing to supervise properly and causing the damage to the March Spirit Hairpin is more serious than making Mo Ziyan cry.

Just as the white-haired old man was imagining what kind of punishment he would receive, Jiang Zhige didn't say another word and left the treasure pavilion holding Mo Ziyan.

"Although the Demon Emperor is aloof, he still can't let go of Fairy Zi Yan."

"The backlash from the Heaven-Stealing Saint Body's breakthrough was extremely serious. If the Demon Emperor hadn't rescued her, Purple Smoke Immortal would have really died."

"There's no need to say good things to the Demon Emperor. If it weren't for the elder's persuasion, the Demon Emperor would probably still be misunderstanding Fairy Zi Yan."

"That's right, Aoxue Hanmei is just a straight man with no emotional intelligence."

Inside the Zhengyang Palace, some people lamented that the Demon Emperor was soft-hearted, but more people were still indignant, especially the female monks.

Jiang Zhige might have saved Mo Ziyan after all, but what he did along the way is definitely something that can never be forgiven in his lifetime.

This was indeed the case. It was just a misunderstanding. Jiang Zhige didn't even ask a second question before he spoke such cold words to Mo Ziyan and even had the intention to kill her. Even though he saved Mo Ziyan in the end, these were irreversible.

Mo Ziyan gritted her teeth secretly, tears welling up in her eyes.

She would never forget that slap, let alone now, even if thousands or even tens of thousands of years passed, nor would she dare to forget it.

Not long after, Jiang Zhige brought Mo Ziyan back to Baiyun Peak.

Looking at Mo Ziyan lying on the bed with a painful expression, Jiang Zhige did not rush to rescue her, but frowned and fell into thought.

Under normal circumstances, it would not be too difficult for Jiang Zhige to rescue Mo Ziyan, but Mo Ziyan's emotions had fluctuated too much before, and he was completely unprepared for the backlash of the Heavenly Dao. Now, if he wants to rescue Mo Ziyan, it will be at least three or four times more difficult.

Even if she was rescued, Mo Ziyan's cultivation resources would be a big problem after she entered the Lingwu realm.

With Jiang Zhige's ability, he could at most help Mo Ziyan cultivate to the late Dao Zhong realm. It would be difficult for him to break through to the Yuan Hai realm, let alone the Pi Hun realm which could prolong his life for thousands of years.

Jiang Zhige has been thinking about this matter recently. He has been traveling around to find rare treasures for it. It is no exaggeration to say that he has put a lot of effort into it. That is why he was so disappointed and angry when Mo Ziyan suddenly gave him peony flowers.

As a master, Jiang Zhige naturally wanted Mo Ziyan to achieve immortality, rather than wasting her life on love affairs.

"Master. Master."

At this moment, Mo Ziyan suddenly let out a weak cry.

Jiang Zhige's expression changed slightly, and he quickly leaned over to check on Mo Ziyan's condition.