The Villain’s Memories Revealed Chapter 245: Who is the bosom friend

The next day, after listening to Jiang Zhige's last story, Qi Muyao followed his instructions and left the forest.

Now that Qi Muyao has Yuanhai Realm cultivation base, although she can't see her, there is no big problem in her actions in the outside world.

In the future, she may join a sect and become the arrogance of the immortal sect that everyone admires.

Or maybe, because of her attractive appearance and lovable personality, she will become a fairy favored by many heaven's favored ones.

When he watched Qi Muyao leave, Jiang Zhige thought he would be calm, but for some reason he felt a little lost.

If Qi Muyao has him in his heart, we will see each other again in ten years.

If not, this farewell is forever.

Thinking of this girl's shy and timid appearance, and thinking of her long-standing relationship outside the door for 30 years, Jiang Zhige really couldn't treat him with a normal heart.

"Junior Brother, I will see you again in ten years."

Not long after, Ning Qiushui's very determined voice came from behind.

She walked to Jiang Zhige's side, and said softly: "With the technique I taught her, she should be able to take care of herself."

After decades of getting along, she also felt reluctant to part, but for Qi Muyao, leaving was indeed the best choice.

At this moment, Mo Ziyan was also watching not far away, but he didn't dare to come out and stand beside Jiang Zhige.

Comparing the melancholy and reluctance of the two, she felt more envious in her heart, envious that Qi Muyao could still get Jiang Zhige's promise.

It only takes ten years for Qi Muyao to get Jiang Zhige's answer, but Mo Ziyan doesn't know how many years it will take to re-enter Jiang Zhige's world, and it is even more distant to get Jiang Zhige's response.

After a long period of silence, Jiang Zhige shook his head, turned around and walked towards the wooden house.

Ning Qiushui looked melancholy, but he didn't want to stay.

She knew that Jiang Zhige needed to be alone now, and if she disturbed her, it would only upset Jiang Zhige even more.

As time passed, the night grew darker.

Jiang Zhige sat alone in front of the stone table, staring at the pot of wine in front of him in a daze.

He was thinking about how he should go in the future, how he would deal with the people and things around him in the future.

Perhaps the psychology is due to the time traveler, Jiang Zhige still felt a little emptiness in his heart despite being the Emperor Xuancang and surrounded by many fairies in Ning Qiushui.

For example, at this moment, Jiang Zhige can only look at the moon alone, pressing all the helplessness and pain in his heart.

Knowing that Jiang Zhige is still alive, Mo Ziyan can express all kinds of emotions, but who can listen to his own emotions?

After a long time, Jiang Zhige came back to his senses, all kinds of emotions finally turned into a sigh.

He poured himself a glass of fairy wine, looked at the bright moon and drank it all in one gulp.

"A pot of wine in the forest, drinking alone without a blind date.

Raise a glass to invite the bright moon, and the shadows form three people. "

At this moment, a familiar voice sounded in the forest.

Jiang Zhige turned his head to look, only to see Lu Tianjiao appearing in the forest at some time.

He is dressed in white clothes that are more snowy, with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, handsome and plump, in stark contrast to Jiang Zhige, who is dressed in black and has downcast brows.

Jiang Zhige had a bitter face, and he didn't know how to refute.

Sitting opposite Jiang Zhige, Lu Tianjiao shook his head and sighed: "Brother Jiang, is it really too cold to be at a high place?"

Jiang Zhige had no way to refute, in the end, it was nothing more than a high point.

Ning Qiushui's two daughters must know that Jiang Zhige drinks alone in the forest, and they certainly don't want to be Jiang Zhige's suffering, but want to be the object of Jiang Zhige's narration.

But they knew that since they couldn't reach Jiang Zhige's heart, showing up at this moment would only upset him even more.

"Brother Jiang, why don't you buy me a drink?"

"With pleasure."

Jiang Zhige did not refuse, and poured a glass of immortal wine for Lu Tianjiao.

After being ranked in the Nine Turns of the Heavenly Wheel, Lu Tianjiao still did not reshape his left arm.

He could only pick up the wine glass with one hand to invite Jiang Zhige, and smiled casually: "Brother Jiang, why bother to be bored. The road, no matter how you go, it's still the road."

"Exactly."

Hearing this, Jiang Zhige felt a little relieved, and raised his glass with Lu Tianjiao.

Drinking and drinking in the forest, the two are obviously more casual than in front of outsiders. Some of their innermost thoughts are spoken, which makes it hard to believe that one is the Emperor Xuancang who saves all living beings, and the other is the famous one-armed man. Sword Master.

"The bright moon recalls the past, warming the wine will make friends."

"May I ask the world, how many people can know me?"

After three rounds of drinking, Lu Tianjiao sang with the help of alcohol, although Jiang Zhige couldn't appreciate his singing, the boredom in his heart was swept away.

"Brother Lu, with your singing voice, I'm afraid I can't be your bosom friend."

"It's okay, it's okay, if you don't want to be a bosom friend, you can be a bosom friend."

Lv Tianjiao couldn't help laughing, he just looked around without any joy, and he lost some alcohol.

At this moment, there were bursts of exciting and graceful piano sounds in the forest.

Lu Tianjiao was immediately immersed in it, and felt that the wine in the cup was more artistic.

It's a pity that this song was not played for him, and he couldn't become a bosom friend after all.

Jiang Zhige didn't interrupt, drinking while listening to the artistic conception in the piano.

I have to say that Ning Qiushui is really a wonderful person, even if Jiang Zhige intentionally rejected her affection, he couldn't refuse her piano sound.

"Junior brother, why don't you let me play the piano to cheer you up when you drink alone at night?"

Just like in Tianyun Pavilion back then, Ning Qiushui was still playing the piano with bare hands, covering her face with a tulle, and her slim figure could be seen clearly through the hazy moonlight.

Jiang Zhige looked at the immortal wine in the cup, although he didn't look at Ning Qiushui, he didn't answer either.

But at the moment, his heart seems to be a little loose.

Ning Qiushui is so beautiful, and her affection is like a stream of water, Jiang Zhige can't feel any disgust, and there is no reason to refuse her affection.

Ning Qiushui and Qi Muyao followed Mo Ziyan here for thirty years, Jiang Zhige made a promise to Qi Muyao, does he have to give Ning Qiushui a response?

Not far away, looking at the beautiful figure in the moonlight, Mo Ziyan, who is known as the top ten beauties in the heaven, suddenly felt a little ashamed.

The three-foot Yaoqin asks the king's heart, and one string and one column think about the echo.

A qin sound is false to add to the fun, but true to ask for love.

Ning Qiushui never bothered Jiang Zhige too much, but he always touched Jiang Zhige's heart just right.

It's also been 30 years, Mo Ziyan's long-term love seems to be entangled, but Ning Qiushui can move Jiang Zhige.

Facing such a woman, do I really have a chance of winning?

"Ziyan~IndoMTL.com~Don't be discouraged, the dust has not yet settled."

"I don't believe that your love for him will be lost to a scheming girl."

Just as Mo Ziyan was panicking, Xiao Ling suddenly appeared by her side.

Although it is difficult for Ning Qiushui to be disgusted, as an old friend, she naturally supports Mo Ziyan.

Mo Ziyan's eyes were red and she lowered her head.

Ning Qiushui is indeed suspected of scheming, but how many men in the world would hate such an impeccable conspiracy?

The most important thing is that today's Mo Ziyan doesn't have the courage to fight at all.

Xiao Ling hated that iron cannot be made into steel, and sighed helplessly: "Don't be discouraged, don't you also know how to play the flute? In terms of melody alone, you have already surpassed Ning Qiushui."

If she keeps retreating all the time, how can she impress Lu Tianjiao's elm head? So she knew very well that to deal with this kind of man, she had to muster up the courage to find a way to impress him.