The villain loses his memory every day [Transmigration Book]

That was 17 years ago, which was exactly one hundred thousand and two hundred years ago, and it was Hua Yuji's 200th birthday.

Bai Yunkuo completed the birthday gift a month early, and the black silk headband was woven stitch by stitch by himself.I would like to ask the senior sisters of Zedui Palace how to wrap the gift box to look good. After nearly 50 years of careful preparation, I just waited for it to be handed over to Hua Yuji after the dinner.

Bai Yunkuo fantasized about Hua Yuji's reaction when he received the gift more than once.

Although this hairband is precious, will it become a philistine and vulgar in Hua Yuji's eyes?

What if he doesn't like it?

If in order not to make himself sad, he obviously didn't like it but wanted to force a smile and pretend to like it, what should he do?

The more Bai Yunkuo thought about it, the more he felt that this gift was terrible.

Which idiot came up with this idea?Sending such an ordinary gift, the brain is flooded!

Angrily, he put the hair band back into his arms, and anxiously walked back and forth down the veranda, looking at the dimly lit Huoli Palace, worrying about gains and losses.

"Bai Wan, what are you doing there?"

The sudden sound made Bai Yunkuo's hands tremble, like a weasel caught stealing a chicken, he replied at a loss: "Master, brother."

"What's the matter?" Hua Yuji, who is the birthday star, was wearing a bright red brocade robe at this time, exquisite and enchanting, as bright as fire.

Bai Yunkuo only felt the qi and blood flow backwards, he had trouble breathing for some reason, and his heart was beating like thunder, as if he had been poisoned, he said helplessly: "No, it's nothing..."

Hua Yuji couldn't help but laugh: "You belong to the top of Yunding, Bai Yunkuo, calm and restrained, and the seven elders take you as a role model and chatter all day in class. Why are you so flustered today?"

Bai Yunkuo bowed his head with a guilty conscience, and bowed respectfully: "I was thinking about something just now, but Yun Kuo is dull and can't figure it out."

"Is there anything in this world that you can't figure out? You can memorize [-] books in the library, so don't be modest if you are a top student." Hua Yuji took out a fruit plate, which contained black fruits, similar to plums, crystal clear Translucent, very nice.

"Guangling specialties, how about some?"

Bai Yunkuo asked in surprise, "What kind of fruit is this?"

"Good stuff, to increase cultivation."

Bai Yunkuo didn't doubt that he was there, and was about to grab it, when a voice suddenly shouted from a distance: "That's a magic fruit, you can't eat it!"

Bai Yunkuo's hands froze, and looking back, it was Tianming Jianzong's group who came late to the dinner tonight, headed by Duanmuyan, and followed by all the major sects in the cultivation world. There were as many as a thousand people.

They were all murderous, shouting one after another: "Hua Yuji, your evil deeds are clearly exposed, stop pretending to be a good person!"

"You are full of evil, you should be hacked into pieces!"

"You have repeatedly framed my junior brother, you don't know how to repent, and you dare to lure him into taking the magic fruit! As everyone knows, you are already a demon cultivator!"

"Mr. Yaotai has already publicized your crimes to the public. Your crimes are unforgivable, and everyone can punish you!"

The originally festive and peaceful birthday banquet was full of gunpowder smoke, and before the elder Wenqu and others in the hall waited for maintenance, Duanmuyan took out the unique exorcism weapon of Tianming Jianzong.

"Fenxiangguo." Duanmuyan's eyes were red with hatred, "If you say that you have not entered the magic way, how dare you swallow this Fenxiangguo? Otherwise, you can go for a swim in the Wugou Pond of your sect!"

Facing the crusade against the Immortal Dao, Bai Yunkuo became more and more confused. Why didn't he see the slightest panic in Hua Yuji?

Why is Hua Yuji so calm and composed, even showing a long-awaited expression?

Everything he did was read out by Duanmuyan with the help of Wanshulou's secret letter, which is justified and well-founded.

In the 160th and [-]th year of poverty, Cangyun Mountain was burned.

In the poorest one hundred thousand and one hundred and sixty-four years, the younger brother's spiritual vein was cut off, the younger brother's blood was taken, and the younger brother's soul was captured.

In 170 and [-], he repeatedly mutilated his juniors in the secret realm of Lingxiao Lake.

In 170 and [-] years of poverty, the world of ghosts was opened and ghosts were released to harm the world.

In one hundred thousand and one hundred and ninety years of poverty, he practiced forbidden techniques and entered the ghost realm.

Down to the minutiae, the details are outrageous.

Bai Yunkuo walked out quickly, and said loudly: "That's not right! The spirit veins, blood essence, and soul are all made by myself, and have nothing to do with Huaburan! Lord Yaotai swore to this conclusion, which shows that this person is not good enough."

"It's you?" Hua Yuji, who had never said a word, suddenly opened his mouth. Bai Yunkuo was taken aback, and subconsciously turned to look at him—the impeccable Hua Yuji, who had never changed his expression from the beginning to the end, finally showed his flaws.

It seemed that everything was under his control, but suddenly there was an accident.The shocked expression on Hua Yuji's face couldn't be faked, he even asked solemnly: "Please tell me clearly, what happened back then?"

The secret that has been concealed for more than 30 years was unexpectedly revealed in such a situation tonight.

Elder Wen Qu sighed, and said for Bai Yunkuo: "You were seriously injured and dying, and it was Bai Wang who did it secretly. I also later found out that his spiritual veins were damaged, and I only found out about it after asking. Bai Wang begged me not to To tell you this matter, it has been concealed for so many years."

Bai Yunkuo looked at Hua Yuji, but saw him smiling.

The smile is very bleak, and the smile is extremely ironic.

He walked towards himself.

The black hair fluttered in the wind, and the moonlight fell on his face, staining his already fair and flawless face with a touch of paleness and desolation; the circles of his eyes were reddish, and he fixedly stared at himself for a long time, his thin lips were soft. Qi, made a weak and hoarse voice: "Did you owe me in my previous life, or did I owe you in my previous life?"

Suddenly, he laughed again, evil and cold and mad, his eyes were full of raging cold front: "It's a pity, you sacrificed so much to save me, and I, from the very beginning, wished for your death!"

Why, why is this...

Bai Yunkuo didn't know, let alone figured it out, he would rather believe that the person in front of him was taken away.

This is not the senior brother who cared for him!

Misty dark clouds covered the moon, and all the candlelight in the hall was extinguished. In the light and darkness, Bai Yunkuo saw the figure in red floating over, and the aura belonging to that person passed by in a hurry. But I felt a bit of coolness.

He retracted his hand and looked down, it was a drop of water.

wrong.

He tasted it with his lips, it was tears.

"Hate me!" The voice rang in the ears, as soft as a feather, as fragile as falling snow, fleeting, and melted as soon as it was said.

"Brother Bai."

"Brother Bai?"

Bai Yunkuo woke up suddenly, looking for the voice, his heart was tightly grasped by a force, he only felt sore and swollen in pain, he couldn't help thinking, his body had already moved first - hugged Hua Yuji .

Hugging tightly, with [-]% strength, wishing to crush his bones, I don't know whether to cherish or resent.

Hua Yuji grinned in pain on the spot: "Ah, it hurts!"

When the dream and reality were completely separated, Bai Yunkuo came back to his senses, and he quickly let go of Hua Yuji, with a dazed and haggard expression on his face.The salty taste of the tears still seemed to be on the lips, and the three words seemed to be still in my ears, lingering inexhaustibly.

"What's wrong with you?" Hua Yuji's arms were bound by the fairy lock, so he couldn't move, so he could only move towards Bai Yunkuo, "Did you dream of a ghost?"

Bai Yunkuo shook his head, revealing a slight smile, he is used to forbearance, he can completely cover up the emotions in his heart.He looked at Hua Yuji, smiled decently, and said in a gentle manner, "I did have a nightmare, thanks to Senior Brother for waking me up."

Hua Yuji deliberately teased him: "Chased by a dog? Bitten by a wolf?"

Bai Yunkuo's brows and eyes were as gentle as water: "Almost."

Bai Yunkuo had thought a long time ago that if Hua Yuji was pretending to be amnesiac, then he would have "amnesia" as well, at least he could follow Hua Yuji's side in a legitimate way.

If Hua Yuji really lost his memory, then it would be a good thing for him to forget those unpleasant past events and start over with Hua Yuji with a brand new look.

On the way back to the top of Yunding, the group did not use the sword, but bought two carriages and traveled by land.

As the head of the sect, Ming Yuexiao sat in the carriage in front, while Hua Yuji, who was a prisoner, sat in the carriage behind, followed by Geng Chen who was also tied up, and the "evil" Bai Yunkuo.

Although Bai Yunkuo wasn't bound by the Immortal Binding Lock, that's all.

As the motorcade traveled westward, Hua Yuji leaned on the cushion, saving him from having to walk by himself, which was quite comfortable.

Bai Yunkuo lifted the curtain of the car, and from a distance, he could already see the majestic Kunlun Mountain.

"Coming soon?" Hua Yuji asked.

"Yes." Bai Yunkuo put down the curtain, and said suddenly, "Guangling's specialty, what is that fruit called?"

Hua Yuji replied without hesitation: "It's a kind of plum, a variety cultivated by the Guangling Tan family."

Bai Yunkuo's fingertips trembled slightly: "Isn't it a magic fruit?"

Hua Yuji's expression froze, and she looked at him.

Bai Yunkuo didn't change his face: "Who handed you this kind of "plum"?"

Hua Yuji didn't answer, but said: "Everyone says that I use the magic fruit to lure you into a demon."

Bai Yunkuo's tone was slightly guilty: "I thought so too at first, but the chaos in Cangyun Mountain half a year ago made me understand that my senior brother was all about helping me get rid of my demon nature, so why would I use the magic fruit to lure me into a demon?"

Hua Yuji seemed very satisfied with this answer, and said: "Since it is a specialty of Guangling, it is natural that the Tan family took it to the top of the cloud, and gave me a congratulatory gift from Master Qingkong."

Bai Yunkuo clenched his hands involuntarily: "Do you want to go to Guangling?"

Hua Yuji smiled and said: "Go, idle is idle, I like to join in the fun."

"Then..."

"If you are lucky enough to leave the top of the cloud top alive, go to Guangling for a walk, then the birthday of old suzerain Tan is coming soon!" Hua Yuji didn't know what funny idea came up, but he laughed to himself.

Bai Yunkuo was puzzled and couldn't help asking, "Why do you want to go back to the top of the cloud?"

Hua Yuji's smile faded.

The Kunlun Mountains are rolling for thousands of miles. Below the snow line, it is like spring all the year round, with lush greenery; above the snow line is the glaciers and snowfields that do not melt all year round.In the blue sky, clouds floated, reflecting the majestic Jade Mountain, and dyed the heavy frost and snow into a pure and beautiful ice blue color.

"It's been 17 years." Hua Yuji stared at it bewilderedly, with a quiet smile on his lips, "I want to go home and have a look."