"Master, I will follow your instructions."

"Have a safe journey, you."

Jiang Zhige buried the body very low and did not dare to look at Yao Qianji's body.

Even so, he was still crying hard, and the clothes he was holding were deformed.

As the saying goes, once a teacher, always a father, let alone the relationship between master and apprentice for eight years?

Jiang Zhige entered Tianyun Pavilion at the age of nine and was raised by Yao Qianji. To him, Yao Qianji had long been a real father.

If it weren't for Yao Qianji's favor, Jiang Zhige would still be a beggar. This is a favor of recognition.

If it weren't for Yao Qianji's rescue, Jiang Zhige would have been beaten to death in Yucheng long ago. This is a life-saving grace.

If it weren't for Yao Qianji's care, Jiang Zhige would not have been able to spend eight years in peace even if he came to Tianyun Pavilion. This is the grace of raising him.

The three graces exist simultaneously, and it is difficult to repay them even in a hundred or a thousand lifetimes.

Perhaps all Jiang Zhige can do is to live well.

Inside the Zhengyang Palace, hundreds of powerful men were clearly keeping out of the matter, yet they seemed to be able to sense the sadness.

Nangong Rou’s face turned pale, and she staggered and almost fell to the ground.

Fortunately, Mo Ziyan, who was beside her, discovered it in time and quickly supported her.

"Zi Yan, I, I"

Nangong Rou's eyes were blurred with tears and she bit her red lips tightly to prevent herself from crying out loud.

Mo Ziyan shook her head and sighed, and had no intention of saying anything to comfort Nangong Rou.

In the light and shadow, the picture was still changing, and it stopped at the scene of Yao Qianji's burial.

Nangong Rou didn't want to cry in public, but when she saw Jiang Zhige personally burying Yao Qianji, she finally couldn't help it.

"Master, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

"Rou'er, from now on, I will never call you an old man again."

Nangong Rou's delicate body trembled slightly, and she held onto Mo Ziyan and cried loudly, crying like a little girl whose beloved thing was taken away.

It turns out that Yao Qianji was not indifferent back then, but was powerless.

Jiang Zhige is not indifferent to her, but he has his own difficulties and thinks she can have a better life and find a better partner.

After she left, Jiang Zhige and Lu Tianjiao drank all night to relieve their sorrow, and both collapsed in the Jingxin Pavilion crying bitterly.

Yao Qianji sat there in silence all night, which shortened his lifespan by several decades, and he passed away three days later.

On the other hand, Nangong Rou hated Yao Qianji and Jiang Zhige for many years because of this incident.

She never thought about understanding Yao Qianji and Jiang Zhige, and even blamed them for all the mistakes.

The reason why Nangong Rou was able to act like an innocent child back then was because all her unreasonable behavior would be forgiven by Jiang Zhige and Yao Qianji.

Nangong Rou thinks that she is not a child who has not grown up, but in fact she has always been spoiled by Yao Qianji and Jiang Zhige.

But now, a thousand years have passed, Yao Qianji is dead, Jiang Zhige is possessed by a demon, but Nangong Rou is still acting unreasonably like before.

It was never Jiang Zhige who was wrong, but Nangong Rou who never tried to understand him.

Jiang Zhige has given so much to Nangong Rou, why can't Nangong Rou choose him firmly?

So what if he was possessed by a demon? So what if he was violent and merciless? He was Jiang Zhige, he was his brother.

After practicing for thousands of years, how could Nangong Rou ever meet another person who treated her like Jiang Zhige? "Sister Qingqiu, remove the Heaven-binding Chain. I don't want to see him die. I can't let him die!"

Nangong Rou let go of Mo Ziyan and ran towards Jiang Zhige who was half-kneeling in the middle of the hall regardless of everything.

Unfortunately, the Sky-Binding Chain was too strong and she was blocked outside just five meters away.

"Brother! Can you hear me? Rou'er was wrong. Rou'er will never dare to do it again."

"You still haven't been able to answer my question from that year, so you can't die yet!"

Nangong Rou knelt in front of Jiang Zhige, calling out one sentence after another, praying that Jiang Zhige could still answer her.

Unfortunately, Jiang Zhige lowered his head, his life was weak, as if he had already become a corpse.

Nangong Rou's tears became more violent when she saw this, and she cried so hard that she could not even stand.

Everyone in the hall fell silent. Although they could not empathize with the other person, they were also confused.

Qu Yun's eyes were filled with murderous intent and he clenched his fists tightly.

At this moment, he wished he could rush over and tear Jiang Zhige into pieces.

But his cultivation was too low, and he was afraid that he would be knocked away by his beloved Nangong Rou before he could get close to her.

Qu Yun also wanted to persuade Nangong Rou, but he knew his own limitations.

Compared with the relationship between Jiang Zhige and Nangong Rou, he is not very important in Nangong Rou's heart.

"Xiao Rou, Jiang Zhige is the Demon Emperor. Are you sure you want me to release him?"

After two seconds of silence, a cold female voice came from the sky.

Everyone in the hall was startled. It was rumored that the Demon Emperor and the Hange Empress Su Qingqiu were old acquaintances. Su Qingqiu also had a good relationship with Nangong Rou. She might really let the Demon Emperor go.

Although the memories in the light and shadow are very touching, the Demon Emperor is still the Demon Emperor after all. If Su Qingqiu removes the Sky-binding Chain, the Demon Emperor will at most give Nangong Rou special treatment, and the rest of the people in the hall will probably suffer.

"Empress Hange, you must not do this. Demons are demons after all. If we miss this opportunity today, the Demon Emperor will surely bring disaster to the world again!"

"Fairy Nangong, you must not be soft-hearted. The Demon Emperor back then was indeed a pure-hearted person, but now he has fallen into evil and is no longer the same person he was back then."

"Yes, after witnessing the Demon Emperor's memories, we also feel sorry for him. But since he has become a demon, we can only enforce justice on his behalf."

As the matter concerned their lives and property as well as the lives of the creatures in heaven, everyone in the hall was extremely anxious, trying to persuade Su Qingqiu and Nangong Rou at the same time.

Seeing this, Qu Yun also walked quickly to Nangong Rou's side and whispered, "Xiao Rou, they are right. Demons will always be demons. Have you forgotten that Jiang Zhige later took away your family treasure and killed your biological father?"

"Shut up, everyone!!"

Qu Yun thought that Nangong Rou would be forced to stop due to the situation, but he did not expect Nangong Rou to shout loudly, and the terrifying power swept across the entire Zhengyang Temple.

It was still okay for the veteran strong men, but those who had just entered the realm of Profound Questions could only tremble in fear under the might of Nangong Rou and could hardly straighten their backs.

Even Qu Yun, who was able to fight across levels, felt difficulty breathing at this moment and found it difficult to get close to Nangong Rou.

Although Qu Yun has solid cultivation and many methods, and can match the peak of Wenxuan with the early stage of Wenxuan, the gap between Wenxuan and Half-Emperor is like a chasm that cannot be filled by any means.

"So what if he's a demon! I don't care who he is, I only know that he is Jiang Zhige!"

Nangong Rou's aura was growing steadily, and she looked like she was ready to start a fight at the slightest disagreement.

She had missed it once in her early years, and now she had missed it again. How could she allow Jiang Zhige to die in front of her again?

Just as the atmosphere became increasingly tense, a soft sigh came from the sky.