The Villain’s Memories Revealed Chapter 103: Love from humble beginnings

The white-haired old man was very nervous, Mo Ziyan was crying like this for some reason, and his hands were still trembling.

Now why Mo Ziyan is crying is a trivial matter, he is afraid that Mo Ziyan will accidentally damage the hairpin.

The hairpin is not a high-grade spiritual treasure, it is already fragile after a hundred years of ups and downs, otherwise Jiang Zhige wouldn't have specially put it in the treasure pavilion to raise it.

Crack!

Just thinking about it, the hairpin slipped out of Mo Ziyan's hand.

The hairpin was smashed to pieces, not only damaged, some places were smashed into powder on the spot.

The pupils of the white-haired old man dilated, and his back could not stop feeling cold.

"Hairpin, hairpin..."

Mo Ziyan cried and panicked, trembling as she wanted to pick up the broken hairpin.

At this moment, a cold breath emerged from behind the two of them, causing the air in the treasure pavilion to freeze instantly.

The white-haired old man looked back stiffly, and said in a trembling voice: "Pavilion, pavilion master..."

I saw Jiang Zhige standing behind Mo Ziyan, the coldness spreading all over his body, not to mention Mo Ziyan, even the white-haired old man with Yuanhai realm was terrified.

Mo Ziyan looked terrified and trembled like chaff, she didn't dare to look back at Jiang Zhige's expression.

"Mo Ziyan, give me an explanation."

Jiang Zhige's voice was extremely cold, and the spiritual power in his body overflowed uncontrollably.

When Mo Ziyan heard the words, she turned and knelt in front of Jiang Zhige, she kowtowed vigorously while crying, desperately trying to explain, but she couldn't utter a complete sentence from crying.

"Master, Ziyan, Ziyan is..."

Crack! Jiang Zhige slapped Mo Ziyan slap across the face, nosebleeds overflowed, and a bright red five-fingerprint appeared on the right cheek.

Mo Ziyan didn't care about the slap, she hurriedly got up and knelt down again and kowtowed desperately, her forehead was smacked with blood.

"In three days, if I still see you in Tianyun Pavilion, I will kill you."

Jiang Zhige's voice was cold and emotionless, and he was about to turn around and leave while holding the shards of powder.

He was not angry because Mo Ziyan smashed the Sanyue Lingchai, but felt that he had misjudged the person and raised a white-eyed wolf with bad behavior.

Seeing Mo Ziyan smashing Nangongrou's Sanyue Lingchai, and thinking about her previous confession, Jiang Zhige took it for granted that she did it on purpose.

Jiang Zhige also gave Mo Ziyan a chance to explain, but she looked guilty and couldn't give him a satisfactory answer at all.

Thinking of his eight years of painstaking efforts wasted, and thinking of keeping a **** by his side for eight years, Jiang Zhige was kind enough not to kill Mo Ziyan on the spot.

"No, it's not..."

Hearing Jiang Zhige's indifferent words, Mo Ziyan felt dizzy, almost crawling to keep Jiang Zhige.

Jiang Zhige sprayed a wave of mighty Mo Ziyan all over his body, and walked out holding the powder fragments of the Sanyue Lingchai.

"Master! Master!"

Mo Ziyan fell to the ground and couldn't get up anymore, so she could only stretch out her arms to Jiang Zhige's back to stay.

She cried hoarsely, tears gushing like springs, but no matter how miserable she looked, she couldn't stop Jiang Zhige's footsteps.

Since entering Tianyun Pavilion, Mo Ziyan has long regarded this place as his home, and even more so regarded Jiang Zhige as his only reliance, and even the meaning of survival.

Although the practice has been very difficult, Mo Ziyan really can't imagine a life without Jiang Zhige.

Because in the past eight years of life, Mo Ziyan only has Jiang Zhige in his head, Jiang Zhige's face, Jiang Zhige's voice, and even Jiang Zhige's every move.

Maybe Jiang Zhige has other people in his heart, but he is the only one in Mo Ziyan's world.

It is better to let Mo Ziyan leave Jiang Zhige now than let her die in Tianyun Pavilion.

Seeing that Jiang Zhige was about to disappear from sight, Mo Ziyan lost all hope and fell into complete despair.

"Master...respect..."

Desolate to the liver and spleen, sorrowful to the bone, there is no need to have so much despair, but the pain of being abandoned by Jiang Zhige made Mo Ziyan want to die.

It happened that an unknown force in the body reversed the spiritual vein, and Mo Ziyan vomited blood on the spot, fell to the ground and passed out.

The expression of the white-haired old man changed slightly, he knew that this was the backlash of Heaven's Dao, if he didn't get the panacea or great power to save him, Mo Ziyan would undoubtedly die.

It wasn't long before Mo Ziyan broke through to the Spiritual Martial Realm. Under normal circumstances, the backlash from the heavens would not come so quickly. Now, with the grief and sorrow, it made the backlash even worse.

At this moment, not to mention the Tianyun Pavilion, only Jiang Zhige can save Mo Ziyan within a thousand miles.

But he noticed the movement of Mo Ziyan falling to the ground, and his footsteps still did not slow down in the slightest.

...........

"Eight years of being together day and night, the devil emperor is so indifferent, is he still human?!"

"Yes, although Fairy Ziyan was at fault first, but he... seems to have no feelings at all."

Seeing this situation, the people in the palace couldn't bear it. Even though Nangongrou was not far away, they no longer scolded without hesitation.

Nangong Rou's face was pale, unable to refute everyone.

In fact, even she thinks that Jiang Zhige is a little too much~IndoMTL.com~ But is she really qualified to think so?

No wonder Mo Ziyan is so emotional, no wonder people like Mo Ziyan can't help but lose their temper.

Such humble love received a slap in the face, and Jiang Zhige even threatened to kill her.

Not to mention the love that was so humble in the dust and shattered even more than Sanyue Lingchai, just the grief of being slapped and abandoned by Jiang Zhige, no woman can bear it.

"Sorry, sorry..."

Nangong Rou had tears in her eyes, she lowered her head and dared not look at Mo Ziyan.

If it wasn't for the memory, she would never have known that she had inadvertently brought such great pain to her.

If you put yourself in the same place, when Jiang Zhige sent out the March spirit hairpin, Nangongrou would definitely collapse, but Mo Ziyan kept silent, and even comforted Nangongrou on the way.

That tolerance has already made Nangong Rou feel ashamed. Now that she is witnessing these memories again, how can Mo Ziyan still pretend to be indifferent?

Nangong Rou's self-righteous consolation will definitely make Mo Ziyan's grief worse.

"Jiang Zhige, why did you treat me like this..."

Seeing these scenes, Mo Ziyan still couldn't hold back even today, holding Qu Yun's shoulders and crying with tears streaming down her face.

She could only admit that she had loved Jiang Zhige, so she couldn't deny that she hated Jiang Zhige.

Even if Jiang Zhige had laughed at himself several times, Mo Ziyan wouldn't be so hard to let go.

However, Jiang Zhige in her memory was only indifferent and harsh, as if she was not his apprentice who had been with him for many years at all.

Facing Nangongrou who was in love back then, Jiang Zhige also believed that his identity was different, but in order to make Nangongrou happy, he resolutely abandoned that prejudice, not only turned the same affection, but even repaid Nangong a thousand times soft love.