The kind of love that reaches its extreme and is entirely for the other person's good is just selfish, while valuing oneself is what the other person wants to see most.

However, when they learn that their loved ones are about to die, many people simply do not have the courage to make the right choice. They all understand that sacrificing themselves for their loved ones is actually selfish, so selfish that it will make their loved ones live in pain and guilt for the rest of their lives, but they still can't help but make such a selfish act.

Now, Mo Ziyan, who has always been considered immature by Jiang Zhige, actually has the courage to give the correct answer.

"Rou'er, we were wrong. We were all wrong."

Jiang Zhige looked melancholy. He looked up at the sky, as if he could still see that familiar face.

Back then in Zixiao City, when she was forced by Yang Jing, Nangong Rou believed that her innocence was not as important as Jiang Zhige's life, so she chose to compromise after struggling for a moment. As a result, Jiang Zhige, who instinctively looked for a chance to escape, had to rely on the power of Tiansha, thus exposing his identity as a demon cultivator.

When Nangong Rou begged Jiang Zhige, Jiang Zhige thought that he would bring danger to Nangong Rou. Knowing Nangong Rou's thoughts, he still chose to leave Zixiao City alone, and let Nangong Rou down for her five years of love.

Although she had asked Xi Zhizhen to erase or change Nangong Rou's memory so that she would not suffer the pain of separation like Jiang Zhige, betraying Nangong Rou was still betraying Nangong Rou.

This matter has always been a thorn in Jiang Zhige's heart. He has never given up looking for it for decades, but there has been no news at all.

In the Zhengyang Temple, Nangong Rou looked at the scenes in light and shadow and burst into tears.

The object of envy should be Mo Ziyan, at least she can do it with a clear conscience.

And Nangong Rou might have already become a memory of Jiang Zhige. Thousands of years have passed, and it is difficult for the two to go back to the way they were before.

The more she saw that Jiang Zhige was concerned about her, the more sad and self-blaming Nangong Rou became, and she regretted coming to surround and kill Jiang Zhige.

Why did two people who should have depended on each other end up like this?

Nangong Rou turned her head to look at Jiang Zhige who was kneeling in the hall, and murmured in a trembling voice: "Brother Zhige, if there weren't so many regrets and so much wasted time, we would have walked the world hand in hand like many other Taoist couples."

She knew she was wrong and couldn't go back to the past, but she really couldn't let go and couldn't help but hold on to some expectations.

Compared to the love that was filling their minds, Gui Teng was already furious, and the last bit of hope in his heart was shattered.

Seeing that Jiang Zhige was completely unmoved, Gui Teng turned his target to Mo Ziyan, hoping that Mo Ziyan, who cared about Jiang Zhige, would sacrifice herself to save his life.

Jiang Zhige also cares about Mo Ziyan very much. Seeing Mo Ziyan suffer humiliation because of him, he will surely feel extremely painful and guilty. At that time, even if Jiang Zhige still refuses to take Gui Teng away, Gui Teng can use this to take revenge on Jiang Zhige.

Unexpectedly, Mo Ziyan was just like Jiang Zhige, and refused decisively without any hesitation.

"Damn it! You humans all deserve to die!!"

The feelings of grief and dashed hopes intertwined together, and Gui Teng felt like he was going crazy. He raised his hand and drove thousands of vines like swords towards Mo Ziyan.

Mo Ziyan's face turned pale, he closed his eyes, and prepared to face death.

Two seconds later, there was no pain from being pierced through the body. Mo Ziyan opened her eyes in confusion and found that thousands of vines were blocked outside by a barrier.

Jiang Zhige was surrounded by demonic energy. He waved his hand and sent out a strange black mist. The vines as hard as iron and stone seemed to be corroded and rotted and collapsed.

The ghost vine's body was also suffering from the pain of erosion. He tried his best to dispel the magic fog, but unfortunately the effect was minimal. The powerful demon body of the Wanxiang Realm turned into dust and gradually dissipated.

"Demon cultivator?!"

Gui Teng's face was filled with fear. If he had known that Jiang Zhige was a demon cultivator, how could he have dared to talk to Jiang Zhige in such a condescending manner? Demon cultivators were more capable of fighting across levels than demon beasts. With Jiang Zhige's peak Transcendent Realm cultivation, it was not difficult for him to deal with a Myriad Realm demon beast.

What's more, Jiang Zhige is stronger than the average magic cultivator. With the help of Tiansha, he can even confront the prehistoric ferocious beasts head-on, let alone the Ghost Vine which is only in the early stage of the Wanxiang Realm.

To kill the ghost vine, Jiang Zhige didn't need to bother Tiansha at all, and he didn't even need to go through an earth-shattering battle.

Mo Ziyan was also stunned. She had heard Jiang Zhige talk about the dangers of practicing magic in person, but she never imagined that Jiang Zhige himself was a magic cultivator.

The ghost vine, who was still slapping the black mist around him, was unwilling to give up and laughed grimly, "You are just a demon cultivator, why are you pretending to be so affectionate? You keep her by your side, I'm afraid you have ulterior motives, right?"

As a demon beast, he felt that the demon cultivators were unforgivable criminals, let alone the innocent-looking Mo Ziyan?

Upon hearing this, Mo Ziyan glanced at Jiang Zhige and scratched his head in embarrassment.

For the past twelve years, there have been many rumors and gossips. The elders of the sect all felt that Jiang Zhige should not have taken her in, and that cultivating her to have the Heaven-Stealing Saint Body would be a waste of time.

Faced with Jiang Zhige's unswerving protection, Mo Ziyan actually hoped that he had ulterior motives, which would make her feel more at ease.

"Idiot, do you know what a demon cultivator is? That terrifying and evil existence will take your life sooner or later!"

Gui Teng was even more unwilling to accept the fact that the demons were all accepted while he was still rejected.

Mo Ziyan shook her head and said disapprovingly: "Master has taken care of me for twelve years, led me into the immortal gate, and seen more of the prosperity of the world. If he really wants to kill me one day, I will not complain."

Because Jiang Zhige took a fancy to her, she was able to live to this day and witness the prosperity of the immortal world. This was a favor that she could never repay even if she died. What qualifications did she have to reject Jiang Zhige's identity as a demon cultivator? Hearing her words, Gui Teng and Jiang Zhige were stunned again.

Mo Ziyan said this almost without hesitation, proving that in her heart, Jiang Zhige had already surpassed her own life.

"Girl, the demon cultivator is far more terrifying than you can imagine. Even if he hasn't lost his mind, he is still a demon."

Jiang Zhige looked sad. Back then, he was confident that he could remain rational and not hurt Nangong Rou, but the prejudice of the world meant that his identity as a demon cultivator was destined to bring danger to Nangong Rou, so he chose to leave Zixiao City alone.

"Master, Zi Yan doesn't quite understand what a demon is. In Zi Yan's heart, Master is special. No matter if he is a demon, a monster or a human, Master is Master."

Mo Ziyan seemed a little confused. If she liked someone and wanted to accompany him, did it also depend on the other person's identity?

Jiang Zhige was slightly stunned when he heard this, and suddenly felt inferior to himself.

He has always treated Mo Ziyan as a child who has not grown up. Now thinking about it, many people's self-proclaimed love is actually not as good as Mo Ziyan's young and ignorant love.