When she was on the verge of death, Nangong Rou raised her head with difficulty and leaned towards Jiang Zhige, as if she wanted to say something.

Seeing this, Jiang Zhige hurriedly moved closer and put his mouth close to Nangong Rou to listen to her voice.

"Brother, actually, Rouer has always liked you, the kind of love that wants to marry you."

"Rou'er, but we are brother and sister"

Jiang Zhige cried until he had difficulty breathing and did not dare to look into Nangong Rou's eyes.

At this moment, he finally understood what Lu Tianjiao meant by "like", but it was too late.

"Silly, we are not related by blood."

Nangong Rou used up her last bit of strength, turned her head and kissed Jiang Zhige on the face.

After that, Nangong Rou fell into Jiang Zhige's arms and lost her voice completely.

"Rou'er! Rou'er!"

Jiang Zhige hugged Nangong Rou tightly, buried his head and cried heartbreakingly.

He had seldom shed tears since the old beggar died of illness when he was six years old, but he cried until his throat was hoarse, like a child who had lost something he loved.

He said he wanted to protect Nangong Rou, but how many times could Jiang Zhige truly protect her?

Because of some negligence, Jiang Zhige almost killed Nangong Rou before, and now there is no chance of redemption.

He was not a competent brother at all. He was not worthy of being with Nangong Rou, let alone receiving her love.

If what the voice in the sky said was true, Jiang Zhige actually hoped that he would freeze to death in the dilapidated temple and that meeting Nangong Rou was just a pipe dream.

"This should be a mind-controlling illusion, a method used by the demon cultivators. If it were us, we could break through it in a snap, but the Demon Emperor back then was only at the Spiritual Martial Realm, and was completely manipulated by him."

"That's right, now that the demon cultivator has appeared, the key to the Demon Emperor's demonic possession should be not far away."

"I don't know much about the mind-controlling illusion world. Since it's an illusion, then what Fairy Nangong said must be false, right?"

Even those who had never heard of the mind-controlling fantasy world were not worried about Nangong Rou's safety, because at this moment Nangong Rou was standing alive not far away. They were more concerned about whether Nangong Rou's confession to Jiang Zhige in the fantasy world was true.

"No, this is the terrifying part of the mind-controlling illusion. Although the caster can easily change things in the illusion, the fabricated illusion has the same way of thinking as real people."

"In other words, if Fairy Nangong was really on the verge of death, she would also confess her love to the Demon Emperor?"

After confirming Nangong Rou's feelings, no one in the hall felt anything was wrong, but instead smiled wickedly.

It seems that Nangong Rou and Jiang Zhige are finally moving in the direction they expected.

Looking at the pictures in light and shadow, Nangong Rou looked sad and sighed deeply.

If it were not long ago, she would definitely feel angry and disgusted by this scene, but now she only feels mixed emotions.

I still remember that when the memory first appeared, Nangong Rou thought that after entering the world of immortal cultivation, because she had a high talent for cultivation, she took care of Jiang Zhige in many places, so she did not owe Jiang Zhige much.

Now that I think about it, is the relationship between Jiang Zhige and I a question of whether I owe him or not?

Back then, Jiang Zhige and Nangong Rou were willing to entrust their lives to each other without hesitation, and some insignificant trivial matters were not worth mentioning at all.

After witnessing the memories till now, Nangong Rou's mentality almost went back to a thousand years ago, and she had the urge to choose to trust Jiang Zhige unconditionally.

Regardless of whether Jiang Zhige betrayed her or not, it was not Jiang Zhige who was wrong. Even if Jiang Zhige really did it just for a treasure, she should hate the treasure instead of Jiang Zhige.

"No, that's not right. How could I have such an idea? He is no longer the Jiang Zhige of the past, and I am no longer the little girl who only follows behind him."

Nangong Rou quickly dismissed this idea as soon as it was born. Jiang Zhige killed her father's enemy with his own hands. How could she still have such a ridiculous idea?

At the same time, Qu Yun next to him had an extremely gloomy face. He clenched his fists tightly, wishing he could kill Jiang Zhige as soon as possible.

After hearing Nangong Rou's confession to Jiang Zhige, Qu Yun really felt like he was going crazy, with a feeling of resentment and anger that he had no place to vent.

Qu Yun had long wanted to deal with Jiang Zhige in advance, but he couldn't do that. At this moment, not only Nangong Rou and the hundreds of strong men in Zhengyang Palace, but countless people in the heavenly realm were immersed in the past of Demon Emperor Jiang Zhige.

If Qu Yun killed the dying Jiang Zhige with thunder and lightning without waiting for the memory to be fully revealed, Nangong Rou would treat him coldly, the hundreds of strong men in the hall would keep their distance from him, and countless people in the heaven would spit on him.

What made Qu Yun most frustrated was that the memory of the Demon Emperor Jiang Zhige was full of positive emotions, and he had never done anything harmful to the world, so there was no excuse to discredit him.

Having learned his lesson before, Qu Yun would not be stupid enough to make the same mistake again. He could only suppress his grievance and anger and wait for the memory scene to finish playing.

"Jiang Zhige, I don't believe that your life is really so upright."

Qu Yun gritted his teeth, he believed that everyone would change one day. Jiang Zhige had lived for a thousand years and was called the Demon Emperor by the world. It was impossible that he had never done anything bad in his life.

To be honest, Qu Yun's heart has never been so dark. He went to great lengths to deliberately discredit one person.

But Nangong Rou was too important to him. He felt heartbroken when he learned that Nangong Rou had a good relationship with Jiang Zhige. What's more, what about when he witnessed the deep feelings of life and death between Nangong Rou and Jiang Zhige?

In the light and shadow, the scene changed again.

Jiang Zhige suddenly opened his eyes, with tears still in the corners of his eyes.

"Rou, Rou'er?"

Jiang Zhige had a dazed look on his face and fell into a brief state of confusion.

Familiar ceiling, soft bed, where is the tragic scene of Baihai Mountain? After a long time, Jiang Zhige slowly came back to his senses. He turned his head to look at the dark night sky outside the window and finally confirmed that he was still in Tianyun Pavilion.

"W-was that a dream?"

Jiang Zhige covered his aching head, unable to tell which was reality and which was a dream.

If what happened in the tomb before was a dream, then it was too real, right?

"Boy, you have the potential to become a demon."

Just when Jiang Zhige was in a trance, a sinister laugh suddenly came from his head.

"It's you? Who are you?"

Jiang Zhige's expression changed drastically, and he immediately recognized that it was the strange existence above Baihai Mountain that tried to break his Taoism.

"Rather than knowing who I am, why not take a look at yourself first?"