The Villain’s Memories Revealed Chapter 241: Sauvignon Blanc

Looking back, Mo Ziyan was already in tears, biting her cherry lips and looking at him.

"Ziyan girl, I..."

Jiang Zhige hadn't finished speaking when he felt a delicate body rushing into his arms.

"I'm sorry...I'm sorry..."

Mo Ziyan wailed bitterly, choking to the point where she could hardly breathe, tears soaked Jiang Zhige's clothes.

She is not stupid, what kind of devil would appear in such a strange and coincidental manner?

Taking a step back, Jiang Zhige is really the Demon Lord of the Xuancang Holy Land, why should he explain his identity so carefully when he was indifferent in the past?

Jiang Zhige was speechless for a while, and did not move.

At this moment, the desolate and desolate Great Desolate Jedi is like a magnificent place full of vitality, making the gray and white world with nothing but black purple smoke glow with colorful colors again.

Whether it is lost and recovered, or revived, it is far from enough to describe her state of mind.

Mo Ziyan just wants time to stay at this moment forever, so that she can really touch him, feel his body temperature, and feel his heartbeat.

I don't know how long it has passed, but Mo Ziyan is still crying.

Her cry was not sad, but it was so heart-piercing that Jiang Zhige was also infected and couldn't help moistening his eyes.

"Girl, it's time to let go."

Jiang Zhige's voice was hoarse, he didn't dare to look into Mo Ziyan's eyes.

Hearing this, Mo Ziyan burst into tears, hugged Jiang Zhige and cried hoarsely: "I don't want it! I don't want it! Don't let Master leave even if Ziyan dies!!"

The Mo Ziyan at this moment is not some glamorous celestial beauty, nor is she some kind and gentle fairy, but the immature girl who was young and ignorant back then.

Crying very capriciously, but also very distressing.

Jiang Zhige's eyes were watery, and he almost didn't cry out.

Fortunately, there is a mask to cover his face, so no one can see his expression.

After a long time, Mo Ziyan's crying finally eased a little.

She hugged Jiang Zhige tightly and sobbed, pouring out her emotions intermittently.

Mo Ziyan suppressed too many emotions, as if she couldn't finish what she said, Jiang Zhige didn't bother, listening to her every word quietly.

Thinking to the bone, weeping.

Ashamed permeates the six internal organs, and the pain pierces the heart.

There are too many sorrows, too many regrets, and I can't finish it in another thousand years.

Mo Ziyan's cultivation base is very high, but in front of these emotions, she is just a fragile and sensitive girl, just a wisp of a candle swaying in the wind, she can only choose to escape, she can only go to death to seek relief.

Now, Mo Ziyan staying in Jiang Zhige's arms, no matter whether she can be forgiven or not, at least she still has the opportunity to confide all kinds of things to the love of her life.

"Master..."

"Zi Yan is really scary, really scary..."

Mo Ziyan was still crying and choking, but finally she had the courage to look up at Jiang Zhige.

She was very scared, afraid that the current situation was just a dream, afraid that Jiang Zhige would leave her embrace.

"Girl, I'm not your master..."

Jiang Zhige's eyes were closed tightly, and he never had the courage to look directly at Mo Ziyan.

"It's true, a thousand years have passed, and the master is no longer just a master..."

Mo Ziyan choked with sobs, and reached out to take off Jiang Zhige's mask.

"In life, you should come back, and in death, you should love longing."

"You said back then that if we could meet again, we would be called husband and wife..."

The man in Mo Ziyan's arms at this moment is already her husband-in-law who married her three times.

Even if Jiang Zhige changes his voice, body shape and even his breath, the details of his words and deeds, those imperceptible instincts and habits, are already destined to be Jiang Zhige.

Jiang Zhige blocked Mo Ziyan's plain hand, stood up resolutely and turned his back on her.

"If we can meet again, we will be husband and wife."

"Unfortunately, your him is indeed dead."

Whether it is the Emperor Xuancang in memory or the Devil Emperor in web novels, they have all turned into the past and dissipated.

Now, there is only one traverser who has occupied the magpie's nest, and Jiang Pingchuan who lives in the mortal world.

Tears overflowed Mo Ziyan's eyes again, and he tremblingly said: "Master, do you still want to go?"

Jiang Zhige didn't answer, and disappeared on the spot in an instant.

"Master..."

Mo Ziyan lowered her head, tears forming streams.

Although she was still crying this time, she did not have the previous collapse and despair.

Because Mo Ziyan also knows that she is not qualified to seek forgiveness at all, let alone talk about the word 'love'.

The joy of reuniting with Jiang Zhige is already shameless.

...........

Now that he knows that Jiang Zhige is still alive, it is impossible for Mo Ziyan to die foolishly.

So Jiang Zhige didn't hesitate and chose to leave the Great Desolation.

From the very beginning, he never thought of "reconciling as before" with Mo Ziyan. He traveled thousands of miles to the Great Desolation, but he just wanted to save Mo Ziyan's life.

Three days later, outside Qinghe Village.

Jiang Zhige had just returned to the forest, but he didn't see Ning Qiushui, only Qi Muyao was playing with something not far away.

Jiang Zhige frowned slightly, stepped forward and saw that Qi Muyao was indeed embroidering again, and his little white hands were covered with blood.

"Didn't I say, don't embroider in the future?"

I don't know why, Jiang Zhige only felt bored at this time, and he was not in the mood to persuade with a soft voice.

Hearing Jiang Zhige's stern voice, Qi Muyao was startled at first, and then hid his hands behind his back in a panic.

"Chuan, Brother Chuan, I..."

"Could it be that I, Jiang Pingchuan, can't give you the sense of security you deserve?"

Jiang Zhige looked directly at Qi Muyao, as if he was interrogating.

Staying here, you don't have to worry about food and clothing, and you have Ning Qiushui as your companion on weekdays, why does Qi Muyao go to embroidery?

Jiang Zhige repeatedly persuaded Qi Muyao not to harm herself because of this, and even expended all his energy in telling her stories, did it have no effect at all?

"No, no, Mu Yao just, just wants to..."

Qi Muyao was overwhelmed~IndoMTL.com~ tears were about to come out.

Jiang Zhige wanted to question again, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of Qi Muyao's embroidered amulet hidden behind his back.

The safety talisman is very rough, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as ugly. It has the words "Jiang Pingchuan" crookedly embroidered on it.

Jiang Zhige looked slightly stunned. For Qi Muyao, handmade amulets were more difficult than embroidering dolls. Although Qi Muyao used thick embroidery threads, it was still possible to see how much effort she had put into it.

When he came back to his senses, Jiang Zhige couldn't help sighing, feeling a little ashamed.

"Ayao, I'm sorry."

Because of the matter of Mo Ziyan, Jiang Zhige has been in a state of disarray recently, not as calm as before.

Seeing Qi Muyao secretly embroidering again, he only felt indisputable, and didn't think much about Qi Muyao's feelings at all.

However, speaking carefully, since I don't regard Qi Muyao as a particularly important loved one, what right do I have to interfere in Qi Muyao's life?