The Villain’s Memories Revealed Chapter 248: Until I die

Thinking of this, Mo Ziyan's expression froze suddenly, feeling that something was wrong.

Actually, what she wanted to say before was to tell Jiang Zhige that Nan Gongrou was about to be in danger.

As Nangongrou's good friend, these words should be said by her both emotionally and rationally.

As for Ning Qiushui, Nangongrou should be her 'enemy', why did she take the initiative to tell Jiang Zhige about it?

Is Ning Qiushui really worried about Nangong Rou's safety for Jiang Zhige, or did he know that Mo Ziyan would tell the story, so he told Jiang Zhige in advance to gain favor?

Mo Ziyan shook her head and didn't dare to think too much, but felt that Ning Qiushui was unpredictable and difficult to fathom.

Actually, Mo Ziyan was thinking too much here, just like when he told Jiang Zhige that Mo Ziyan was in danger, Ning Qiushui didn't think much about their affairs.

Ning Qiushui is just doing what he should do, doing his best to think of Jiang Zhige whom he loves.

Since Jiang Zhige cared about Nangongrou, she would not deliberately hide these things.

As long as he has worked hard and never disobeyed his will, even if Jiang Zhige rejects him later, Ning Qiushui will not let himself have any regrets.

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Three days later, in Xuancang Holy Land.

After several days of fierce fighting, many monks headed by Nangong Rou were already dead or wounded, and they had no energy left to resist Bai Wuji's army of monsters.

On the Conferred God Altar, the monks with a dismal fighting spirit looked up at the sky, their eyes filled with despair and sadness.

At this moment, in the sky above Xuancang, there is a huge black hole, exuding endless chaotic demonic energy.

In a short while, Bai Wuji will lead the monsters to attack this place again, and the monks now have no resistance.

Thinking of Emperor Xuancang's palace, the most sacred place in the heaven, which is about to become the first territory successfully captured by a foreign land, the monks only feel extremely desolate, and even have no energy to generate anger.

At this moment, they realized that they were so powerless.

Emperor Xuancang is not around, they are not even a match for Bai Wuji, not to mention the three demon emperors are still watching from outside the territory?

After a hundred years, the formation will be completely disintegrated, and the heavens will probably be even more miserable than those occupied lower planes.

The only Godless God who can stop all this was murdered by these ridiculous villains.

In the Zhengyang Temple, Nangong Rou sat alone in the center, staring blankly at the position where Jiang Zhige was forced to half kneel on the ground.

I don't know how long it has passed, Nangong Rou's eyes filled with tears, and she murmured: "Brother, if only you were still here..."

At this moment, she realized that she had nothing to remember Jiang Zhige.

But Jiang Zhige has kept one of her hairpins for thousands of years.

Thinking about it now, not to mention that her memory has been modified, even if she didn't, her love for Jiang Zhige is probably not one-thousandth of Jiang Zhige's love for her.

Enjoying the pampering on her own, when Jiang Zhige left, Nangong Rou had nothing left.

"Brother...Brother..."

With the passage of time, Nangong Rou's tears did not subside, but became more and more turbulent.

What torments her most at this moment is not the shame of not being able to hold onto the heaven, let alone the fear of imminent death, but the ocean-like guilt and regret when she thinks of Jiang Zhige's past goodness.

The impeccable elder brother was pushed to death by his own hands.

As long as she thinks about it, Nangong Rou will be in pain, and now she is magnified countless times when she is in despair.

She really wanted to ride the wind and enjoy the scenery with Jiang Zhige again, really wanted to fall into Jiang Zhige's arms again.

Unfortunately, everything has already been ruined by her own hands.

"Nangongrou, come out and die!"

After a while, Bai Wuji's deep shout suddenly came from above.

Gritting her teeth, Nangong Rou wiped away her tears, got up and walked outside the hall.

Now she can't just be a little girl hiding behind her brother, but the only hope left in the whole heaven.

Crying for a while won't change anything.

At least at this time, Nangong Rou must be stronger, and not let the dead Jiang Zhige be disappointed in her again.

In the sky above Xuancang, Bai Wuji stood outside the black hole, surrounded by many demon cultivators, and countless ferocious monsters gushed out of the hole continuously.

Seeing Nangong Rou's flushed eyes, Bai Wuji suddenly burst out laughing, and said in a strange way: "It's really ridiculous, the majestic Half-Emperor, who has turned three times in the sky, can only cry and wait to die now?"

Facing him, the Demon Cultivator Half-Emperor, and the continuous siege of many monsters, Nangongrou is already at the end of his strength, and if he fights again today, he will undoubtedly die.

Nangong Rou's face was gloomy, and he said coldly: "Bai Wuji, you are in vain for a person from the heavens!"

"So what? I was born here, so I should defend the heavens for it? Die for the so-called mortal beings?"

Bai Wuji kept smiling, and didn't take Nangongrou's words seriously at all.

"Fairy Nangong! Why bother with such a villain?"

Nan Gongrou didn't speak, and the monks at the Conferred God Stage couldn't stand Bai Wuji's face anymore.

"It's true, today, until death."

Nangongrou's figure floated upwards, with nine crystal-clear glazed swords surrounding her body.

"Until death!"

"Until death!"

All the monks immediately rose into the air. They either rushed towards the monster with spiritual weapons in their hands, or cast spells from a distance.

"The hypocrisy villain, since you don't know the face, let's all die."

Bai Wuji's eyes were gloomy, and he also had a strong killing intent towards the monks.

This group of monks is willing to risk their lives to fight for all beings in the heavens, but when the Bai family is destroyed, how many people come forward to save them?

All of a sudden, thousands of spiritual lights flickered, making people dazzled.

Some people worked together to cast the sky-reaching formation, killing thousands of monsters in an instant.

Someone used fists as martial arts to fight hand-to-hand with the astonishing Wanluojie Moxiu.

There are also people who cast mighty supernatural powers and spells, attracting the mighty Daowei to bombard and kill monsters continuously.

Everyone has at least the cultivation base of entering the holy realm, and also has the courage to fear death, but unfortunately, the difference in numbers is really huge~IndoMTL.com~ Every time nearly ten thousand monsters die, there will be a strong man who will fall with them .

Not to mention, the strongest demon cultivators around Bai Wuji have been watching with their arms folded.

All the monks can only pin their last hope on Nangongrou. If Nangongrou also loses to Bai Wuji, no one will be able to protect Xuancang Holy Land.

At this moment, the battle between Nangong Rou and Bai Wuji has already begun.

She has a strong figure, kept opening the distance, and moved the nine-handled glazed sword back and forth to attack Bai Wuji.

The speed of the spirit sword is extremely fast, and the lightning is indescribable, and every time the sword is drawn, it contains a terrifying sword intent, which can easily pierce the body of a half-emperor of the same realm.

Bai Wuji had expected this long ago, and while chasing after him as a black mist ghost, he was able to accurately avoid the attack of the spirit sword.

And the magic mist bombardment he launched against Nangongrou is enough to flatten a state in the outside world. Mainly to retreat.