The villain loses his memory every day [Transmigration Book]

The flames soared into the sky, the beasts howled, and the wandering souls neighed!

The tragedy of that year reappeared, and now they no longer have the energy to deal with Hua Yuji. The monks gathered on the top of the mountain set up barriers one after another, mobilizing their true energy to protect themselves, and at the same time extinguishing the burning soul fire with the power of the soul.

The fire is so fierce that it cannot be delayed for a moment. Once the power of the soul is relaxed, the fire can swallow everything.

Hua Yuji took advantage of the chaos and retreated to the rear, he was still careless after all.

The sword soul is not an entity, but invisible and ubiquitous. To put it simply, it is not that he let Bai Yunkuo kill the sword soul and it is over. Facts have proved that this entire Cangyun Mountain is the sword soul!

The sword spirit is everywhere, if you really want to stop this guy, you may have to raze the [-]-mile Cangyun Mountain to the ground.

As long as Cangyun Mountain is there, the Sword Soul will be there!

"The devil escapes!"

The hairs on Hua Yuji's back stood on end, and he quickly took out some real energy and handed it to the murderous Master Rukong.

There should be a limit to jealousy, right?Now everyone is busy fighting the fire, but she is lucky, she still doesn't forget to slay demons at this time.

Are you demonic?

Hua Yuji said: "Even the Duanmu inkstone went to put out the fire, can you have a little insight and sort out the priorities?"

Master Rukong gritted his teeth too: "One size counts for another size, you will be full of evil after all!"

"Okay, okay." Hua Yuji didn't bother to argue with her, and pointed to the flowers and plants that were burnt to fly ash with his eyes, "If you don't make a little effort, we will die with Cangyun Mountain."

Although Master Rukong hated Hua Yuji deeply, she was not an idiot, she had eyesight and insight, and like all the monks present, she knew that the burning of Cangyun Mountain had nothing to do with Hua Yuji.

The soul fire is not the soul of Hua Yuji, but the soul of Suo Jianling that day!

What I saw with my own eyes today, Hua Yuji did not do anything, the fire 55 years later was caused by Sword Soul.As for 55 years ago... as long as you use your brains to speculate, if Hua Yuji uses the Nether Soul Fire to burn this place, will the sword soul guarding Cangyun Mountain stand by and watch?

Outsiders set fire to damage their dojo. As a sword soul, they can naturally release the power of the soul to extinguish the fire.

But Sword Soul didn't.

So what is the truth is self-evident.

Master Rukong said indignantly, "Why does it do this?"

"I can't afford to lose!" Hua Yuji said, "Only those who came to challenge the Tiansuo sword formation are allowed to be buried here, but the sword formation is not allowed to be broken. If it is broken, it will be set on fire. It is unreasonable."

Master Rukong said bitterly: "Don't be idle, put out the fire!"

Hua Yuji laughed, and said casually: "Sister, this is not an ordinary fire, but a soul fire, and I can only deal with it with the power of the soul. You also know that I have been punished by heaven. A hole was dug out of the sea of ​​consciousness, and my soul was torn apart. There is nothing you can do!"

Master Rukong was too choked, and even more furious, but right now he really didn't have time to deal with Hua Yuji, so he had to let it go with hatred.

Hua Yuji was smiling but not smiling, lazily leaning against a tree protected by an enchantment, looking at Mrs. Rukong with sleepy eyes: "I advise you to take advantage of the chaos and run away, you are fighting with Huo."

Master Rukong was too stunned.

Hua Yuji: "I see that your seal has turned black, it's very ominous."

Master Rukong recalled what happened in Zhulan Street, and suddenly realized: "Master Wu Nian is right, you are really listening outside the door!"

Hua Yuji raised his eyebrows disapprovingly: "I kindly remind you, if you don't listen, forget it."

Compared to 55 years ago, when Hua Yuji was alone and unable to do what he wanted, now thousands of monks gathered here, and there was even a powerful man like Duanmu Yan sitting here. The fire was well controlled, and I believe it would take less than two days to put out the fire.

The fire came suddenly, and Bai Yunkuo didn't know where he was swept away by the heat wave. Hua Yuji put away the barrier, seeing that there were no monks in the front, back, left, and right to take care of him, and finally he was willing to relax his tense nerves.

It doesn't matter if you exhale this breath, you suddenly feel dizzy, your inner palace is upside down, and a fishy sweetness rushes into your mouth.

Suddenly, a shadow fell in front of him, and Hua Yuji instinctively raised the rainbow pin horizontally, but saw that the person was...

"Master."

"White..."

It was dark in front of him, and he fainted.

When Hua Yuji woke up again, the evening breeze was blowing, and everything was silent.Looking in the direction of Cangyun Mountain, the fire had already been extinguished, and only some black smoke could be barely seen, as well as the dead leaves that fell on the window sill with the wind, and turned into fly ash in a blink of an eye, leaving no dust behind.

Hua Yuji sat up from the bed and glanced at Bai Yunkuo who was sitting on the soft couch reading at night with the lamp on.Before Hua Yuji could say anything, Bai Yunkuo put down the letter and brought the candlestick to the head of the bed.

"Brother only has one soul?"

Hua Yuji had just woken up, she was still a little confused, when she heard the words, she asked in surprise, "What soul?"

Bai Yunkuo said firmly: "People have three souls, but you only have one soul left."

Hua Yuji was stunned for a moment, then shrank exaggeratedly towards the head of the bed, and gathered up her robe with great fanfare: "What did you do to me? Tell me honestly, when I was in a coma, you little bastard, right? Am I up and down?"

Bai Yunkuo was stunned for a moment, and then his whole face turned red, he scolded angrily: "Brother, you are frivolous, don't confuse me!"

Hua Yuji was dissatisfied: "What frivolity? I'm obviously very serious."

Bai Yunkuo frowned, not wanting to get entangled in the meaningless topic of "frivolity and seriousness", he forcefully brought the focus back: "I did explore your sea of ​​consciousness without permission, don't try to hide it from me, why did your soul go to the second place?" ?”

Hua Yuji lazily leaned against the head of the bed, and said with a playful smile: "It's very simple, what is congenital and what is acquired! I was born without a soul, so I was weak, sick, and disaster-prone. Maybe it was because I gave up a soul in my previous life to cross the border. My beloved girl is reincarnated!"

Bai Yunkuo: "..."

"Have you heard a legend?" Hua Yuji pointed to the tear mole under her right eye, "The tear mole is the appearance of tears after condensation, because when I died in the previous life, the person I loved was holding me and crying. The mark formed by falling on the face. This thing is used for reunion in the next life, and when they meet the destined person, they will be inseparable for the rest of their lives."

Bai Yunkuo: "..."

Hua Yuji said in a dignified manner: "So, in my previous life, I used one soul to reincarnate her, and she cried all her tears for me. Isn't my soul and her tears a token of each other's token!"

"...Senior brother."

"Ok?"

"Have you read too many scripts?"

"Don't believe me." Hua Yuji was pleased with herself, glanced at Bai Yunkuo with a complicated expression, and said slowly, "The second soul is blessed by heaven's punishment. Okay, the case is closed. I'm lenient, I can wash up and sleep Bar?"

Bai Yunkuo didn't want to let him go, he dragged Hua Yuji up from the bed, and asked solemnly, "What's going on with Cangyun Mountain?"

Hua Yuji was so sleepy that his eyelids twitched: "What's going on, it's all because Sword Soul can't afford to lose, it has nothing to do with me."

Bai Yunkuo's voice was a little hoarse: "Is it also Soul of Sword 55 years ago?"

"Ah."

"Why don't you tell me?"

"What did you say?" Hua Yuji leaned on the pillow, holding a pillow in his arms, and muttered weakly, "I have wronged me innocently? Do you think anyone will believe it?"

Bai Yunkuo endured the pain in his heart, and involuntarily grabbed Hua Yuji's wrist: "It wasn't you, why did you admit it? Burn Cangyun Mountain to blame me, and you confessed it yourself in Shenghuiya."

"Ah, I'm going to die anyway, so I'll admit it!" Hua Yuji forcibly cheered up, found out the trap inside, and corrected her, "When did you blame me? What's wrong with you?"

Bai Yunkuo automatically blocked the second half of the sentence, and he stared at Hua Yuji intently, as if trying to dig out some secrets from those careless phoenix eyes: "It's unreasonable to die with a bad reputation."

Thinking of this Hua Yuji vomited blood: "I've been tricked!"

"By whom?"

To be blamed by the system that shirks responsibility without saying anything!

Hua Yuji raised her finger and put it close to her lips: "The Buddha said, you can't say it, you can't say it."

Bai Yunkuo hesitated to speak, he looked at the window blown open by the night wind, three days had passed, and the smell of burning was still so strong.

"The ghost world is rampant, entering the secret realm kills me, bloodbathed Tianming Sword Sect's entire family, and killed masters with your own hands, these... are you doing this?"

no respond.

Bai Yunkuo turned his head to look at Hua Yuji, it turned out that he had fallen asleep at some point.

Pulling the quilt from the bed to cover him, blowing out the candlestick beside the bed, Bai Yunkuo sat by the bed without leaving, just staring at Hua Yuji without blinking.

Which is true and which is false?

Is it true that Mr. Qingkong, who is famous all over the Six Realms, is the truth, or is it true that the devil with his sweet belly and sword is deliberately plotting to harm his junior?

Sometimes I really envy Geng Chen.

I have been with Hua Yuji for 70 years, but I don't know him as well as Geng Chen.

Bai Yunkuo took out a black headband from his bosom, which was woven by black silkworms grown in Yushan, Kunlun, and snow plum delicately embroidered with golden silk.The hair band is silky and soft, not soaked in water or fire, and it is matte and self-cleaning. If it is placed in the sun, it will shine extremely dazzlingly, which can be said to be hard to find.

It was woven by him.

It has been in my arms for ten years.