Unfortunately, it's all in vain.

When a person is about to die, the Emperor can change death into life by raising his hand. However, facing the same Emperor as Fengzhong Canzhu, Su Qingqiu's power of the Great Dao that used to intimidate an entire world is of no use at all.

"No! It won't happen! Jiang Zhige, I won't allow you to die!"

"I know you can still hear me, come back quickly!"

"You clearly agreed to meet again in that sea of ​​flowers in three months, how could you break your promise?!"

Su Qingqiu burst into tears and shouted at the top of her lungs.

She didn't believe that she would lose Jiang Zhige, and she was still trying desperately to restore the collapsed original power of the avenue, but these actions were just looking at flowers in the mirror and catching the moon in the water.

Everyone in the palace also reacted and rushed over to try to save Jiang Zhige.

Nangong Rou and Mo Ziyan took the lead to rush forward, but their meager strength was even more insignificant, and they could not even grasp the power of the collapsed avenue.

"Brother! Please! Please! Rou'er still has a lot to say to you!"

Nangongrou's mind went blank, and her voice became hoarse from crying.

At this moment, she no longer asked for forgiveness, nor did she ask for a woman who could become Jiang Zhige. She only asked that Jiang Zhige could still be alive.

"Master!! Zi Yan will never be able to repay the kindness of more than ten years of upbringing and knowledge. Zi Yan can at least let Zi Yan say sorry to you!"

Mo Ziyan also cried like a cuckoo crying blood, and her legs did not even have the strength to stand upright.

Scenes from the past came to mind. His smile and his anger turned out to be so precious.

Amid the wails of the three women, Jiang Zhige's body completely disintegrated into the origin of the avenue and returned to the world.

"Feel sorry......"

"Xiaoxiao, I may not be able to go to that sea of ​​flowers with you anymore..."

At this moment, Jiang Zhige's voice suddenly sounded in the hall.

The three women looked up, as if they could still vaguely see Jiang Zhige's face.

"Rouer, Ziyan, don't be sad, I have never blamed you..."

"Because of your existence, my world can be so beautiful. You have always been my pride."

"I, Jiang Zhige, will have no regrets in my life for meeting you all..."

When people leave, the buildings are empty and the flowers are gone. There is no time to wait for the flowers to wither and people to disperse.

When the words died down, Jiang Zhige's anger was gone in the hall.

Although there were hundreds of strong men standing around, the three women felt extremely empty.

Jiang Zhige secretly sighed in his heart. Although he was a fake death, to the three girls, he was no different than dead. He had better leave a good impression before leaving.

Mo Ziyan and Nangong Rou knelt in front of Jiang Zhige, both burying their heads and wailing bitterly. There was no trace of the top ten beauties in the world, but two miserable women who had lost their loved ones.

"Jiang...Zhi...Ge..."

Su Qingqiu's face turned pale, and her clothes were already soaked with tears.

She clutched her painful chest and couldn't breathe for a long time. She spit out a mouthful of blood on the spot and fell to the ground and passed out.

Zhou Qi lowered his head and remained silent. Others thought he was mourning for Jiang Zhige.

Bai Wuji's face was gloomy, he rolled up his sleeves and turned around to leave Zhengyang Temple.

Regardless of whether Jiang Zhige is good or evil, the hatred of destroying his family cannot be forgotten.

On the contrary, he hoped that Jiang Zhige would not die, so that he would have the opportunity to take revenge on Jiang Zhige in the future and let Jiang Zhige experience the most painful death.

Qu Yun's face was dull and he stared at the three Nangong Rou girls.

Who is he at this moment? He has no qualifications to go over and cry with them.

Even if Jiang Zhige is dead, Qu Yun is still a joke, and the world of the three women has nothing to do with him.

"Jiang Zhige..."

After being silent for a long time, Qu Yun resisted the urge to cry and turned around to leave the Zhengyang Temple.

Witnessing the woman you love falling into the arms of others will naturally make people resentful and sad. However, in this scene, any emotion Qu Yun felt was self-inflicted sentimentality.

It turns out that he was the third party from beginning to end, and the so-called hatred for love is simply laughable.

Like Bai Wuji, Qu Yun hoped that Jiang Zhige would not die.

He wasn't thinking about getting the three girls back, nor was he thinking about tearing Jiang Zhige into pieces.

But one day he will surpass Jiang Zhige and trample him under his feet in front of the three Nangong Rou girls.

On this day, people all over the Xuancang Holy Land wore sackcloth and wore mourning.

White mourning flags floated, and cries could not be heard.

Everyone understands that from now on, there will never be such a great emperor to protect them.

In the Zhengyang Temple, hundreds of powerful men all knelt down facing the direction Jiang Zhige left with their faces full of pain.

"Farewell to the Demon Emperor!"

"Farewell to the Demon Emperor!"

"Farewell to the Demon Emperor!"

A cry of condolence resounded throughout the sky.

The four continents, thousands of states, hundreds of tribes and nations, and hundreds of millions of living beings all knelt down before Holy Xuancang to see him off.

Although they are not Jiang Zhige's blood relatives, they are still living beings living in this world. They can be called the subjects of Emperor Xuan Cang.

It was this great emperor who filled the void in the formation with his own life in exchange for a hundred years of peace for them.

It was also this great emperor who dealt with three demon emperors alone. He did not explain anything until his death, but was misunderstood by everyone in the world, and everyone betrayed him.

In a daze, everyone could still see the frail figure of a little beggar huddled in the alleyway begging in the cold wind and heavy snow.

You can also see the scene of a young boy laughing happily with his sister, and the emaciated back of a seriously injured young man who vows to protect his apprentice to the death.

I can still hear the sentence: "The great immortal guards the gate of heaven, calms the troubled times, and suppresses demons."

In the Zhengyang Temple, a woman with a Yaoqin in her arms and a gauze-covered face arrived late.

"Junior brother, I never thought that what you said about the afterlife was just a lie..."

Ning Qiushui's eyes were dim with tears and her voice was sad.

Just like a thousand years ago, the two of them were about to end before they even started.

Ning Qiushui stood alone at the entrance of the palace and cried for a long time, then sighed and was about to turn around and leave.

Nangong Rou and others are Jiang Zhige's true love, but she is just an old friend from a thousand years ago, and she is not even qualified to stay in Zhengyang Temple to observe filial piety for Jiang Zhige.

However, after Ning Qiushui wiped away her tears, she accidentally discovered that there was a unique person in the palace.

Others were either crying loudly or looking sad, but this man in black armor just lowered his head and remained silent, looking very guilty.

At this moment, listening to the heart-wrenching cries in the palace, Zhou Qi was almost overwhelmed by guilt. How could he not feel guilty?

He almost couldn't help but want to tell Nangongrou and the three girls the truth several times. However, if he thought about it for a moment, if he told the truth at this time, he would definitely be beaten to death on the spot.

Especially since the whole world had knelt down to see Jiang Zhige off, even if Zhou Qi wanted to say it, how could he say it out loud?

At this point, Zhou Qi could only pray that Jiang Zhige would never be discovered.

Ning Qiushui was secretly suspicious. Along the way, she also watched many memory scenes.

If I remember correctly, this man in black armor was Zhou Qi who betrayed Jiang Zhige.
Chapter completed!