How could Qu Yun accept the word "friend" now? "Friend, what a good friend!"

Qu Yun's face was covered with tears, but he was laughing hysterically, as if he had gone mad.

He was unwilling to accept this, really unwilling to accept this.

I remember that Jiang Zhige once said that he was just lucky and stayed with Nangong Rou for a few more years when Nangong Rou needed support.

But it is these few years that have surpassed Qu Yun’s hundreds of years of pursuit.

Qu Yun also understood the difference between helping someone in need and adding icing on the cake, but his love for someone of hundreds of years was also based on a sincere and true heart. How could he be willing to accept such an ending?

Qu Yun's expression gradually darkened, and he said in a cold voice: "Nangong Rou, let's not talk about what happened between us for now. Jiang Zhige is just a demon cultivator, and we cannot allow such a tyrant who harms all living beings to survive in the world."

Just because of his unwillingness, he would never let Nangong Rou let Jiang Zhige go. What's more, Jiang Zhige was the Demon Emperor, and the consequences would be disastrous if he escaped.

As the initiator of the encirclement and suppression of Xuancang Holy Land, Qu Yun, together with Nangong Rou and several other girls, designed to trap Jiang Zhige. He can definitely be considered the mastermind. When Jiang Zhige escapes, he will probably be the first to die.

Nangong Rou ignored Qu Yun and raised her hand to continue bombarding the Sky-binding Chain.

The Sky-Binding Chain was too strong, and even she couldn't make any impact for a while.

Seeing this, Qu Yun's face turned completely gloomy, and the atmosphere among the hundreds of strong men around him was also very solemn.

Although Nangong Rou is very strong, things have come to this point, and they can't just sit back and watch Nangong Rou break the seal of the Sky-Binding Chain.

Just as the atmosphere in the hall became increasingly tense, the scene in light and shadow changed again.

In the hazy memory, the figure of a little girl flashed by, making those who noticed the picture in the light and shadow secretly surprised.

The girl was obviously not Nangong Rou, but she seemed familiar, as if they had met not long ago.

"Who was that just now? Wasn't that Fairy Nangong?"

"Could it be that, in addition to Fairy Nangong, the Demon Emperor had other girls who left a deep impression on him?"

Mo Ziyan looked at the light and shadow screen when she heard the sound. When she noticed the scene in the screen, her heart trembled violently.

The familiar yet unfamiliar small town, and the sect where I had lived for more than ten years, a thousand years had passed, but everything seemed still vivid in my mind.

Facing the crowd's relentless pressure, Nangong Rou did not give in at all. She took out a crystal clear magic sword, stood up, and prepared to fight to the end.

"Xiao Rou, don't you want to finish reading his memories?"

Mo Ziyan turned to look at Nangong Rou, her expression somewhat complicated.

Once Jiang Zhige escapes, his subsequent memories will no longer be made public.

"Zi Yan, you should understand that I won't care what he does next."

Nangong Rou looked cold and perhaps a little selfish, but she already knew the truth of what happened back then. Even if Jiang Zhige later became a murderous demon, she wouldn't care.

Mo Ziyan looked back at the light and shadow screen, sighed and said: "That's not what I meant, Xiaorou, can you give me some time?"

"I want to take another look."

Nangong Rou's eyes flashed when she saw this, and she followed Mo Ziyan's line of sight to look at the light and shadow screen.

She was not a fool. Thinking of the rumors about Mo Ziyan and Jiang Zhige, she knew that the two must have had a past.

Nangong Rou was silent for a long time, and ultimately did not engage in battle with everyone in the hall.

She did not give up on rescuing Jiang Zhige, but she also wanted to see what Jiang Zhige had experienced later and whether the rumor that he had taken away Mo Ziyan's innocence was true.

Jiang Zhige, who was always paying attention to the movements in the hall, sighed inwardly. As expected, even if Nangong Rou was completely moved, it would not be so easy to escape.

Having said that, Jiang Zhige felt relieved when he learned that Nangong Rou had stopped.

After all, Nangong Rou is alone. If she goes alone to rescue Jiang Zhige at the risk of public condemnation, she will suffer heavy losses even if she succeeds, or even die.

Jiang Zhige has no feelings for Nangong Rou, and doesn't like the heroine very much, but he doesn't want to see Nangong Rou die because of him.

Inside the hall, Mo Ziyan looked increasingly melancholy, with mixed feelings in her heart.

Delighted, shocked, or incredulous? She herself didn't know.

Perhaps only by seeing the later memories can Mo Ziyan figure out what kind of feelings she has for Jiang Zhige.

"Jiang Zhige, it's been almost a thousand years."

"So, you still remember me?"

In the light and shadow pictures, after several years of escape and more than ten years of experience, Jiang Zhige finally chose to return to Tianyun Pavilion.

That year, Jiang Zhige had reached the late stage of Yuanhai Realm, and Lu Tianjiao was also designated as the next Pavilion Master, and was externally known as the Young Sect Master.

Not long after, Jiang Zhige was ranked as the chief elder of the sect, and Lu Tianjiao broke through the Soul-Breaking Realm. At the age of less than fifty, he took charge of Tianyun Pavilion and enjoyed a great time.

Another sixty years passed, and Jiang Zhige broke through to the Transcendent Realm, while Lu Tianjiao was still stuck in the late Soul-Breaking Realm.

In the name of sparring, Lu Tianjiao deliberately lost to Jiang Zhige in front of the whole sect and forcibly gave up the position of Pavilion Master to Jiang Zhige. He then retreated behind the scenes and became the supreme elder of Tianyun Pavilion.

Although Jiang Zhige was extremely reluctant, he had no choice but to take over as Pavilion Master and manage the affairs of the Pavilion together with Lu Tianjiao.

That year, Tianyun Pavilion was known as the number one immortal sect within a thousand miles. The reputation of Jiang Zhige and Lu Tianjiao spread far and wide, and no one dared to disrespect the disciples in the sect.

In the Jingxin Pavilion, Lu Tianjiao and Jiang Zhige drank together as usual.

Lu Tianjiao took out the immortal wine, filled a glass for Jiang Zhige, shook his head and smiled: "Brother Jiang, I haven't seen you smile for a long time."

Back then, Jiang Zhige was mature and steady, but at least he still had some youthfulness. After he went out to look for Nangong Rou and came back, his personality became cold and serious, giving people a feeling that he shouldn't be approached by strangers.

In recent years, as he has grown older, Jiang Zhige has become even colder than an ice chip. Although he has a handsome face, countless female monks admire him, but they are afraid to approach him because of his personality.

So much so that decades later, Jiang Zhige still doesn't have a confidante.

Jiang Zhige gently shook the immortal wine in the cup and said lightly: "Brother Lu, a smile is something only the weak need."

Nangong Rou's matter has always been a thorn in his heart. He has tried to find Nangong Rou over the years, but has never received any news.

How could Jiang Zhige laugh when he thought that Nangong Rou was resenting him?

"Look, you're at it again."