I saw a trace of demonic energy emanating from its body, and it spoke in human language: "Jiang Zhige"

The voice was so eerie that it instantly plunged Bai Lulin into silence.

Ning Qiu Shui and Mo Zi Yan also felt creepy and hurriedly lowered their heads, not daring to look directly at the squirrel's strange black eyes.

Jiang Zhige's face looked grim. He tried to crush the squirrel to death with his palm, but found that he couldn't do anything.

"There are three variables in this world, and some say you are the second one."

"When we meet today, I am nothing but a walking corpse tied to my seven emotions and six desires."

Jiang Zhige's eyes changed slightly. While guessing the other party's identity, he was also pondering the other party's words.

The heavenly formation is still there, and it would be difficult for Tong Yin to perform such a task in front of him.

As for the three variables mentioned by the squirrel, Jiang Zhige had no idea at all.

Before Jiang Zhige could figure it out, Song Shuri suddenly changed the subject and said with a sinister smile: "Having said that, if you can stand out from this, things will be very interesting."

Jiang Zhige has not been able to reach the state of selflessness and transcendence. He is sentimental like an ordinary person and even has the vulgar hobbies of listening to music and tasting wine. The chances of him "standing out" from the crowd are very slim, but there is an incredible possibility.

If Jiang Zhige can really stand out, he will be a miracle far beyond others.

"Human, for this reason, I allow you to be my dog."

As the squirrel spoke, it released wisps of demonic energy, as if to leave a mark on Jiang Zhige's soul.

Jiang Zhige's expression was gloomy. He shattered the evil spirit that was about to infect his soul and snorted coldly, "If you meet me in your true form, maybe I can make you my dog."

Judging from the way the squirrel addressed him, the being controlling this squirrel was not a human.

Since he is not a human but has such terrifying magic power, Jiang Zhige can only think of one existence, that is the chaos monster that is comparable to Tiansha.

"Wonderful, it's really wonderful."

"You want me to be your dog?"

Hearing this, the squirrel laughed out of anger and laughed for a long time without stopping.

He had existed for countless tens of thousands of years, and although he had encountered many creatures who disobeyed him, this was the first time a human dared to speak to him like this.

If I really appeared in front of Jiang Zhige in my true form, I'm afraid he would be trembling with fear, right? "Human, we will meet again."

Along with a cold laugh, a dazzling and terrifying demonic light gradually emanated from the squirrel's body.

"Be careful with your protection!"

Jiang Zhige's face changed slightly. Instead of throwing the squirrel away, he grabbed the squirrel and disappeared on the spot.

Ning Qiu Shui and Mo Zi Yan reacted immediately and mobilized their spiritual power to protect themselves.

The next moment, a loud noise was heard from the sky, and the terrifying demonic power swept across half of the heaven.

Ning Qiu Shui and Mo Zi Yan were horrified and hurriedly steadied themselves so as not to be blown away by the aftermath.

The demonic might, which was unknown how far away it was, made the two of them, who were in the Profound Realm, feel uneasy. If it swept across the ground directly, it would probably raze the entire continent to the ground.

A black meteor flashed across the sky and fell squarely back into Bailulin.

Bang! Jiang Zhige fell to the ground, his flesh and blood shattered. Even his once extremely strong and immortal body could hardly repair his injuries.

“Master!”

"Junior brother!"

The two women were extremely anxious and rushed over to check on Jiang Zhige's injuries.

Jiang Zhige coughed up blood from his mouth and waved his hand to indicate that he was fine, still thinking about what the squirrel said.

Although his origin was not injured, but a single wisp of demonic power was enough to hurt him to this extent. The other party was definitely a more threatening existence than Tong Yin.

As for the variable in the squirrel's mouth, based on the fact that it is the second variable, it can be speculated that the first variable may be the common cause.

As for who the third variable will be, could it be Qu Yun, the son of destiny in the novel?

After thinking for a long time without getting an answer, Jiang Zhige could only give up for the time being.

When he was about to get up, he looked up and saw Mo Ziyan and Ning Qiu Shui with worried faces and tears in their eyes, and he was stunned.

Rather than worry, the two women's eyes were filled with more fear.

Jiang Zhige felt helpless and could only use all his strength to circulate his mind to repair his injuries. He stood up and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I'm really fine."

“Master!”

Mo Ziyan, who had been suppressing her emotions, burst into tears of joy and went forward to hug Jiang Zhige.

Only when you have experienced loss can you better understand what it means to lose.

Mo Ziyan, who had experienced the death of Jiang Zhige, really couldn't imagine witnessing Jiang Zhige leaving in front of her again.

Ning Qiushui was also relieved. She wiped away the tears from her eyes and said unhappily, "You are such a fool. Why don't you say anything if you have nothing to say?"

Ning Qiushui was a person with a strong mind, but seeing Jiang Zhige covered in blood and silent, how could she suppress her emotions? After a thousand years of wasted time, she was very scared, afraid that it would end before it even began again.

Jiang Zhige had an apologetic smile on his face, and he suddenly felt heavy inside, even like a mountain of pressure.

Faced with a woman who loves him so deeply, let alone the fact that he has not responded yet, even if he truly loves her, he may not be able to give her equal love.

A few days after the incident with the squirrel, another beautiful figure appeared in Bailu Forest.

Jiang Zhige didn't seem surprised by Nangong Rou's arrival. He pretended to be calm and drank in the woods.

Like Mo Ziyan, he didn't know how to face Nangong Rou. He remained silent at this moment because he really didn't know what to say.

Nangong Rou was also very abnormal today. She was not wearing the elegant fairy dress as usual, but a simple blue dress.

"Brother, Rou'er is here."

Nangong Rou suppressed her uneasy heart and walked obediently in front of Jiang Zhige.

Jiang Zhige was still tasting wine and ignored Nangong Rou.

Seeing his indifference, Nangong Rou almost broke down in tears.

But thinking about the purpose of her visit, she still held back her tears and choked up, "Brother, Rouer, Rouer really knows that I was wrong."

Jiang Zhige was silent for a while, but still sighed: "Rou'er, you are not wrong, I am the one who is wrong."

"Back then, I didn't have the confidence to protect you, nor could I protect my uncle, which is why we had to separate."

He was not trying to comfort Nangong Rou, but was stating the facts. In his memory, the young Jiang Zhige did lack the courage to love.

"No, brother is not wrong. We clearly had a chance to reconcile later."

"It was me. My faith was too weak. Not only did I fail to trust my brother, I almost killed him."

Tears welled up in Nangong Rou's eyes. Although she was being comforted, she found it increasingly difficult to control herself.

Hearing this, Jiang Zhige suddenly put away his pretended indifference, and his eyes revealed a bit of emotion.

He put the wine glass back and said with a sad smile: "Come to think of it, the word wasted time is unavoidable in the end."

"Rou'er, now after thousands of years of ups and downs, the past is like the wind, we..."