The Villain’s Memories Revealed Chapter 12: Bad brother

Under the shocking eyes of countless people in the heaven, Jiang Zhige stayed outside the cave again, and found the sharp stone from the snow.

He lifted the trouser leg of his left leg, stabbed into the intact thigh, and endured the severe pain to cut out a complete piece of flesh little by little.

After taking the meat, Jiang Zhige tore his right trousers, lied to Nangongrou that he was accidentally cut by a stone while going out, and used as fuel to roast the meat with charcoal that had not yet turned into ashes.

Seeing that Jiang Zhige's right calf was exposed to the cold wind, Nangong Rou wanted to give Diao Qiu to Jiang Zhige, but he refused without doubt.

Nangongrou didn't argue too much. Jiang Zhige in her impression had always been very cold-resistant, so losing a little trouser hem shouldn't have much effect.

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"Confused! Confused! Although Fairy Nangong was young back then, she wouldn't eat a piece of meat, and she would die if she suffered a little more cold. Why did the Devil Emperor do this?"

"It's hard for me to understand. My sister's life is my life, so is his life not my life? Now that I'm a dying person, how can I accompany Fairy Nangong to ten miles east of the city?"

"Have you ever thought about it? In fact, the Devil Emperor never thought that he would be able to finish this journey alive..."

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the hall was stunned.

Recalling the previous picture, it seems to be true.

What they were thinking was how Jiang Zhige could accompany Nangong Rou to find the plum blossom tree ten miles east of the city.

But Jiang Zhige himself only wanted to make Nangong Rou safe and sound.

"Devil Emperor..."

"Why did you get to where you are today?"

"I began to suspect that it was the Devil Emperor who was at fault for besieging Xuancang Holy Land today, or us."

Everyone in the hall sighed endlessly, and looked at Jiang Zhige who was kneeling in the hall.

At this moment, apart from being shocked, they are only left with shame.

It's a bit ridiculous to say, how could a group of outsiders understand Jiang Zhige's mood back then?

Actually, as early as the first time the flesh was cut to Nangongrou, Jiang Zhige was already dead.

The reason why he did this is probably because he wanted to increase the chances of survival for Nangongrou as much as possible before he died.

Qu Yun's face became more and more gloomy, and he reminded: "Everyone, don't be soft-hearted. Although the devil emperor in his early years had an innocent childhood, since he took charge of the heavens, he committed crimes and died a thousand times. Not enough."

Everyone in the hall nodded, they understood that no matter how kind Jiang Zhige was in his early years, it was not enough to forgive him.

Hundreds of strong men in the hall never softened their hearts, but Nangong Rou secretly clenched his fists.

Noticing Nangongrou's small movements, Mo Ziyan couldn't help but sigh silently.

In fact, Qu Yun's words are quite ambiguous.

You said that Jiang Zhige is naive, he is a beggar, but he can survive in a difficult environment by himself.

You said that Jiang Zhige was innocent, he also stole in the street for two buns.

So, the Jiang Zhige back then was not innocent, but simply treated Nangongrou well.

A group of irrelevant people in the hall can remain indifferent, but what about Nangongrou who has witnessed these painful memories after so many years?

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By the time Nangong Rou finished eating the meat, the wind and snow outside had already calmed down a lot.

Jiang Zhige's lips were already pale, but he still pretended to be normal, and walked out of the cave holding Nangong Rou's hand.

After not walking far, he suddenly stopped and looked up at the velvet snow in the sky.

"Rou'er, from now on, you can only rely on yourself..."

Jiang Zhige looked melancholy, and his thoughts were lost in memories.

Both his parents died when he was three years old, and he was adopted by an old beggar, who suffered from hunger and cold.

The six-year-old beggar died of illness. He became a governor and followed the old beggar's will to beg along the street.

Walk all over the streets and alleys, displaying the corpses of old beggars to sell miserably, just to win sympathy and get some food.

To this day, compared to contemptuous gazes, what Jiang Zhige can't let go of the most is the pity of others.

Jiang Zhige once firmly believed that he would not be a beggar all his life, but that he would soar above the nine heavens one day.

It's just a joke.

Finally, Jiang Zhige remembered the past half a month with Nangong Rou, and a gratified smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

It may be the greatest consolation in his life to meet this innocent and lovely girl.

"Rou'er, shall we play a game?"

"Playing games? Yes, yes!"

Nangong Rou's eyes lit up, and she turned her head to look at Jiang Zhige expectantly.

Jiang Zhige pondered for a moment, then smiled and said: "This game is to compare who is stronger than us. Whoever speaks to the other party first loses. Those who walk in front are not allowed to look back, understand?"

"Okay, brother, you go ahead!"

Nangong Rou immediately understood the rules of the game and wanted Jiang Zhige to go ahead.

She is not stupid, she can see Jiang Zhige's back when she walks behind, but she can only look at the vast expanse of snow when she walks in front.

As long as she can see her brother's back, Nangong Rou is confident that she can beat her brother.

Jiang Zhige straightened his expression, shook his head and said, "That's not okay, it's not fair, we'll decide who gets ahead by guessing fists."

"Okay..."

Nangong Rou immediately lost her confidence, but she couldn't refuse Jiang Zhige either.

Because since it is a game, it must be fair and just to be interesting.

Jiang Zhige made a good pose~IndoMTL.com~ said with a smile: "Rou'er, I can punch!"

Nangongrou showed joy, thinking that her brother wanted to care about her.

"Stone!"

"Scissors!"

"Cloth!"

This time, Jiang Zhige did not give in to Nangongrou.

Nangong Rou's face collapsed, and she said angrily: "Brother is a villain, brother is a liar!"

She thought Jiang Zhige would throw a fist, so naturally he threw out cloth, but Jiang Zhige threw out scissors.

"I would like to admit defeat, Rou'er, you go first."

Jiang Zhige laughed triumphantly, and motioned for Nangongrou to walk ahead.

"Let's go first, Rou'er doesn't necessarily lose!"

Nangong Rou stomped her feet, turned around and walked forward.

When Nangong Rou turned his back to him, Jiang Zhige slowly put away his smile.

Without the cover-up of childish voice, at this moment, he looks like a dying person.

His face was pale, his spirit was like gossamer, and his limping footsteps made it difficult for him to follow Nangong Rou.

Even if Jiang Zhige pressed tightly on the wound on his thigh, blood would still flow out continuously.

Every time he walked a certain distance, he would leave a long line of blood in the snow.

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At this moment, almost the entire heaven fell into silence.

Countless people stared at the picture in the light and shadow, some were shocked, some were moved, and some bowed their heads in thought.

"He...is not a devil emperor, but a silly brother who would risk his life for his sister."

"If I have such a brother, I will live and die without regret..."

Most people in the heaven realm have never personally experienced the cruelty of the Devil Emperor. Witnessing this scene is enough to make them forget their resentment towards the Devil Emperor.

A person who can do this for his sister, how bad can he be? ?

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