Nangong Rou's words made Jiang Zhige suddenly understand that no matter how much the two loved each other back then, a thousand years have passed now.

In this case, perhaps he doesn't need to pretend to be indifferent, which can also make Nangong Rou feel relieved.

Nangong Rou, who had been suppressing her emotions, suddenly burst into tears and threw herself into Jiang Zhige's arms regardless of everything.

"Brother, you idiot!"

"I don't care! I don't care! I just want my brother!"

Nangong Rou's face was covered with tears, and she hugged Jiang Zhige tightly, unwilling to let go.

At this moment, all the mental preparation before coming here and the guilt of asking for forgiveness disappeared in an instant.

She couldn't be rational, nor did she want to be rational. She only knew that the man in her arms was her brother.

No matter what happened, whether she was wrong or not, Nangong Rou was unwilling to leave her brother.

Although she was aware of her own willfulness and that it was wrong, the person she was facing was her brother, and she could not find any other solution except to be willful.

"Rou'er."

Jiang Zhige had a complicated expression. He also understood that a simple sentence could not sever the bond between himself and Nangong Rou.

Maybe there is no room for emotional talk, but Jiang Zhige is Nangong Rou's brother after all.

Nangong Rou cried for a long time. She felt relieved when she saw that Jiang Zhige did not resist her closeness.

"Brother, you said back then that you would never leave Rou'er no matter what."

Nangong Rou looked at Jiang Zhige with tears in her eyes, and in the end she could only resort to acting cute.

Today, Nangong Rou is no longer the lovely girl she used to be. Her pitiful and cute appearance is even more lethal, making Jiang Zhige feel the urge to obey all her wishes.

Jiang Zhige felt helpless, touched Nangong Rou's head, and sighed: "Don't worry, Rou'er, although we can't go back to the past, you will always be my sister."

Nangong Rou burst into laughter upon hearing this. Although she was only left with the identity of a younger sister, it was much better than being driven away directly.

As long as she can stay with Jiang Zhige, she has the confidence to write a new story with Jiang Zhige.

"Brother is the best!"

Nangong Rou still did not let go, but hugged Jiang Zhige even tighter, her tears all sticking to his clothes.

Jiang Zhige gave a bitter smile. It didn't matter that his clothes were stained with tears. The main thing was that Nangong Rou didn't care about the difference between men and women at all.

Not far away, Mo Ziyan was watching silently in the corner, her eyes full of envy.

She was really envious. Even after a thousand years, Nangong Rou could easily get Jiang Zhige's care by acting coquettishly. On the other hand, kneeling for thirty years was useless for her.

Except for their first reunion in the wilderness, Mo Ziyan no longer had the courage to throw herself into Jiang Zhige's arms. She usually didn't dare to speak too loudly and was always aware of Jiang Zhige's attitude towards her.

Not only was her love reciprocated, but she was also able to live in harmony like a master and disciple, which made Mo Ziyan very satisfied.

Ning Qiushui walked to Mo Ziyan and chuckled, "Ziyan, you are also very important in his heart, why don't you take action?"

Mo Ziyan looked sad and remained silent.

If she went over now, she was afraid that it would be like last time and ruin the joy of Jiang Zhige and Nangong Rou's reunion.

Last time, Ning Qiu Shui came to his rescue, but who will it be this time?

At this moment, Nangong Rou also noticed the two people in the corner and was stunned.

Mo Ziyan had disappeared for thirty years. She had worried about her safety more than once. How could she see Mo Ziyan in Bailulin now? And Ning Qiushui, who was not seen by Jiang Zhige when Zhengyang Temple was under siege, appeared in Bailulin where Jiang Zhige lived at this moment? "Could it be, could it be that you..."

Nangong Rou quickly thought of something and tears welled up in her eyes.

It turns out that Jiang Zhige and Ning Qiu Shui had long since retired to the mountains and lived a happy life together.

And I am just an abandoned woman, but I am still feeling complacent about regaining my sister's identity? Ning Qiushui found this funny and pretended to be regretful and said, "Sister Rou'er, you are late."

Thousands of years have passed, and Nangong Rou has grown mentally, but her unchanging personality always makes her look lovable.

"Zi Yan, how could you do this to me?"

Nangong Rou's voice was tearful, and her tearful eyes were filled with sadness of being betrayed.

Forget about Ning Qiu Shui, who had been competing with her for Jiang Zhige a thousand years ago, and Mo Zi Yan was a very good friend of hers.

Now that Jiang Zhige has been found, even if Mo Ziyan intends to monopolize Jiang Zhige's love, as a friend she should inform Nangong Rou.

Now, thirty years have passed, and the two women may even have Jiang Zhige's children, right?

Thinking about how she had cried day and night for the past thirty years, and how she had been tortured by guilt and regret, Nangong Rou felt like she was about to collapse.

Mo Ziyan was in a panic and waved her hands hastily, "Xiao Rou, listen to my explanation."

She knelt in front of Jiang Zhige's door for thirty years without moving. How could she have time to inform Nangong Rou and Su Qingqiu? Jiang Zhige said nothing and watched the three women discuss him quietly.

After listening to Mo Ziyan's explanation, Nangong Rou did not have any doubts, because she also knew Mo Ziyan's character.

Nangong Rou thought about it and decided to build a house and settle down in Bailulin.

A few days passed in a flash. During their time together, apart from Nangong Rou's some aversion to Ning Qiu Shui, no other disturbances occurred.

Nangong Rou secretly guessed that perhaps Jiang Zhige was not avoiding their feelings, but did not know whose feelings to respond to.

With Jiang Zhige's personality, he would naturally want to be with one person for the rest of his life, and would not let the woman he loves become a concubine and be subordinate to others, so he has been troubled by this.

Whoever can impress Jiang Zhige at this moment will be his true partner in this life.

In fact, Jiang Zhige’s thoughts were not that complicated. He just felt that he was not worthy of accepting the love of those women.

Although he didn't want to make the girls sad, Jiang Zhige should at least show them the same love.

Apart from Ning Qiu Shui, he couldn't muster much love for Mo Zi Yan and Nangong Rou, but more of a sense of guilt. This was an undeniable fact.

On this day, a pressure so great that it made the space tremble came from the sky above the heaven.

"Jiang Zhige, get out."

The voice was cold and pleasant, but it concealed a terrifying anger that could stir up the world.

Jiang Zhige walked out of the house with a bad look on his face.

Among the three girls, Nangong Rou can get along as a brother and sister, and Mo Ziyan can get along as a master and disciple.

However, what identity should he face Su Qingqiu? The most important thing is that Su Qingqiu will never be as easy to talk to as Mo Ziyan and the other two women.

Before Jiang Zhige could prepare, a graceful figure in a plain white dress suddenly descended into Bailulin.

She never touched the ground, and wherever she passed was covered with frost. The coldness between her brows made it impossible to look directly at her.

Su Qingqiu looked around the forest and laughed coldly, "Jiang Zhige, I sealed my heart for you and practiced Taoism alone for a million years, but you are here, hiding your lover in a golden house, drinking and having fun?"

"Good, very good, very good."

In an instant, a terrifying, biting cold wind swept across the entire heaven, almost turning this boundless world into a glacier.