The villain loses his memory every day [Transmigration Book]

The Day of Scourge came so quickly.

The moment Qiao Zhengyang pulled out the long sword fiercely, blood gushed out like a spring, and his true energy leaked out together. Hua Yuji only felt his body lighten, and his legs were so weak that he could hardly stand still.

I saw a white light flashing in front of my eyes, and the cold air brushed past him, hitting Qiao Zhengyang safely, and sending Qiao Zhengyang flying far away.

Hua Yuji endured the pain and looked back. The strong wind had torn Qiao Zhengyang's clothes. Through the cracks in his inner shirt, he could clearly see the shocking tattoos on Qiao Zhengyang's back.

Lu Yizhi exclaimed: "Duoshe Wen!?"

"Qiao Zhengyang has been taken away!"

"Why is it happening like that!"

"Junior Brother Wang? Why did you kill your own people? Ah!"

"Brother Li has also been taken away!"

"Quickly subdue them!"

Hua Yuji's body softened, and he fell on the ground with a wry smile and said, "It's really a mantis catching cicadas, and the oriole is behind."

Xue Qiansi made two preparations, both bright and dark, the bright one was to enter the secret realm to assassinate grandly, and the dark one was to secretly seize the house as early as in Xianzhou.Enter the secret realm openly and aboveboard as a disciple of the sect, wait for the opportunity to lurk, and do it when the time comes.

And this group of demon cultivators who seized their homes could naturally escape the harm of Wugou Yu with the help of the physical body of the immortal monks.

Originally, this Qiao Zhengyang should have killed Bai Yunkuo, but he secretly hated that this brat named Dou Niwan subverted the magic circle, causing many demon cultivators to die, so he took revenge.

The Tao is one foot tall and the devil is one foot tall, ha ha.

It's good that Bai Yunkuo blocked the catastrophe in the dark.

Hua Yuji smiled in relief, he propped himself up and looked up to see two robbed sword cultivators killing him.

The situation is chaotic right now, no one cares about the other, but those two sword cultivators happen to be in the Nascent Soul Realm.

Moxiu does things, cutting grass and roots, even though he knows that this little kid will not survive, but in order to be sure, he still has to make up the knife as soon as possible: "Let you mind your own business, go to hell!"

A long black sword pierced through the air, cutting off the head of one of them, Jianxiu, on the spot.

And the other sword cultivator had a powerful sword, and was blocked by a sharp sword that suddenly appeared at the moment when he was about to slash Hua Yuji's neck.

The edge of the sword was sharp, and the sword energy was as red as a rainbow. Hua Yuji's blood splashed on it, making the sword buzz and tremble, making it even more frenzied.

A familiar force filled the sea of ​​consciousness, without any warning, it was menacing!

Visible to the naked eye, the true essence Sorao's whole body erupted from the spiritual veins all over his body!

The sudden return of power caught Hua Yuji off guard, and even he himself couldn't stop it, pouring out almost without reservation and fear!

The crimson rays of light are gloomy like blood, but they are also hot as fire. They have been suppressed for a long time and finally released, venting and raging to their heart's content, sweeping flying sand and rocks for hundreds of miles around with unstoppable power, like wind and clouds, like a broken bamboo!

The sword cultivator who had been taken away could hardly resist the unreserved coercion, and was wiped out in an instant!

Duanmuling's calves were trembling, and he was forced to kneel on the ground without wiping off the nosebleed: "Mahayana period!?"

When the smoke dissipated, tens of thousands of monks were lying on the ground in disorder, some with blue faces, some with bleeding from their orifices, and some with broken veins.

And the culprit was blown away by the air wave, and fell straight towards the barrier in the sky above.

Bai Yunkuo, who had colic in his viscera and six internal organs, immediately raised his sword to follow!

The two passed through the barrier one after the other, their bodies were submerged in the icy lake, the bottom of the lake was full of seaweed and dark stones, Bai Yunkuo raised his two fingers, and pressed his true energy to his fingertips for illumination.

He followed the aura that drifted further and further away, and finally, he saw the figure floating in the lake.

And that figure is getting bigger little by little!

That's obviously Dou Weiwan, but it's not Dou Weiwan if you look closely!The ink hair flutters, the limbs are elongated, the shoulders are wide, the waist is narrow and the hips are small, and the figure is slender and dignified.

A milk doll who turned into an adult with a twist of his face?

Bai Yunkuo almost choked on the water, but when he saw the man's face from the front, his heart trembled, and a mouthful of lake water unceremoniously choked into his lungs!

Regardless of the feeling of suffocation, Bai Yunkuo hurriedly swam over to take the person away, his nose filled with a thick smell of blood, he swam up the lake, passed through the barrier, and returned to Penglai Terrace.

"Brother?" Bai Yunkuo hugged Hua Yuji, almost daring not to recognize him.

Hua Yuji is Dou Weiwan?Dou Biwan is Hua Yuji?

This is too creepy!

Bai Yunkuo took off his coat and covered Hua Yuji, his palm condensed the true energy, covered Hua Yuji's vest, and sent the true essence.

Why do good people suddenly become small?

Why did he make up a fake identity to deceive him after he became smaller?

Dou Wan?Hehe, I am really teasing you!

Bai Yunkuo didn't know whether it was anger or heartache. He recalled the days when he was deceived, recalled Hua Yuji's upper body, he called "uncle" without any pressure, and recalled Hua Yuji's impassioned words, saying "throw yourself away!" Go into the cave, fight with the ancient monsters, and use their own methods to treat their bodies."

I really know how to act!

Holding his thigh and crying, pretending to be a child is exhilarating, pretending to be innocent is very handy!

Is it fun to play with him?

I have played him for more than 70 years, haven't I played enough!

"It's funny to see me being played around by you, isn't it?" He felt furious, and with a sudden urge of Zhenyuan, Hua Yuji, who was half unconscious in his arms, suddenly coughed.

Bai Yunkuo panicked: "Brother!"

Hua Yuji spat out a mouthful of lake water, looking slightly embarrassed, his complexion was as pale as frost, his temple hair was wet and stuck to his face, his phoenix eyes were slightly closed, and the light in his eyes was blurred and hollow.

Oh, not dead.

This was Hua Yuji's vaguely conscious first thought that came to mind.

"Flowers are not dyed." Bai Yunkuo stretched out his hand and shook Hua Yuji's eyes vigorously, finally making his phoenix eyes a little brighter.

"Bai, Yun Kuo..." Hua Yuji was startled for a moment, then closed his eyes tiredly, "No, it's uncle."

Bai Yunkuo was angry and funny: "Uncle, you big-headed ghost! Take a good look at yourself. You are more than 100 years older than me and still pretend to be young!"

Maybe the word "big-headed ghost" really didn't fit Shuangyue Jun's personality, Hua Yuji woke up suddenly, stared at Bai Yunkuo dumbfounded, and then stared dumbfounded at himself who had suddenly recovered.

It turned out that this was not a dream... He really recovered!

Compared with being seriously injured, Hua Yuji was more embarrassed. He laughed dryly, looked to the left and right, and asked, "Where is this?"

"I don't know." Bai Yunkuo said in a deep tone, "There are countless secret places on Penglai Island. After leaving Lingxiao Lake, I thought I could return to Penglai Terrace... Maybe I stepped into other secret places by accident."

Hua Yuji struggled to sit up, but ended up with a sword wound. He reluctantly said, "That's fine, otherwise, if I go back to Penglai Terrace in this state, it will be very troublesome to meet those immortal monks."

Bai Yunkuo said nervously: "Don't move around, the sword wound is only half an inch away from the position of your heart, if it is any further away, you will..."

After a while, Bai Yunkuo was afraid and didn't dare to speak.

"Just what? One life?" Hua Yuji was unrestrained and said disapprovingly, "Back then, when I crossed the tribulation during the Mahayana period, nine hundred thunderbolts added to my body didn't smash me, let alone a small sword?"

Bai Yunkuo didn't know what old things came to mind, his expression was stiff and painful for a moment, and it was fleeting, he hugged Hua Yuji sideways: "I know how to be brave."

Hua Yuji panicked when her body left the ground: "Why?"

Bai Yunkuo didn't answer him, and carried him to find a wooden room, and put him on the kang covered with straw mats.

Hua Yuji said: "Let's avoid it for a while."

Bai Yunkuo: "Why?"

"I want to change clothes."

Bai Yunkuo nodded, turned around and left.

Hua Yuji took out the clothes from Qiankun in his sleeves and changed into them, and then burned the blood-stained old clothes. This is a habit he developed after he entered the magic way.Things contaminated with his breath should not be thrown away, especially the bloody clothes, because he has at least a hundred ways to use these things outside of his body to harm people.

The deceitful curse is just so insane, with just a hairpin and a piece of clothing, it can kill people invisible.

All in all, since he left the top of Yunding, there was nothing he owned there. He sorted out his little things, took away what he could take away, and destroyed what he couldn't take away.

Hua Yuji lay back on the kang, his cultivation base had recovered, even if he ignored the sword wound, the true energy in his body would automatically gather to repair it.

Just when he was drowsy, Bai Yunkuo came back with a bundle of dry firewood. He put the firewood on the ground and lit it, and the small inner room quickly became warm.

Bai Yunkuo sat on the edge of the kang, and quietly stretched out his hands to pick off Hua Yuji's clothes, so scared that Hua Yuji sat up "sneaking", looking like a chaste and strong woman: "What are you doing? Playing hooligans?"

Bai Yunkuo was so frightened by Hua Yuji's large movements that his internal organs turned upside down: "Lie down quickly, and I will give you medicine."

Thinking of the location of the wound was a bit embarrassing, Hua Yuji shook her head decisively: "No need, I can heal myself."

"Internal wounds can heal themselves, and external wounds need medicine, otherwise it will take a long time to heal." Bai Yunkuo pushed Hua Yuji back on the kang, his face was very serious, but his tone was very gentle, "Be obedient."

Hua Yuji, who was indulging in "Tender Township", was picked up in a daze.

Bai Yunkuo took out the jade bottle and poured out a turquoise liquid, which was Kunlun's unique elixir for wounds. He wiped it with his bare hands, and Hua Yuji immediately became energized.

Breast attack or something, it's too ambiguous!

Fortunately, Bai Yunkuo took the initiative to start the topic in order to distract his attention in consideration of his drug-induced pain: "Why did you become smaller?"

Hua Yuji said: "That's reincarnation backlash, rejuvenation."

"Why make up a fake identity to lie to me?"

Hua Yuji turned her head and said honestly, "It's too embarrassing."

"Master mentioned an old friend who will help eliminate demons in the secret realm." Bai Yunkuo fixed his eyes, "Is that old friend you?"

"may be."

Bai Yunkuo was quick in his hands and feet, and he took the medicine quickly. He thoughtfully helped Hua Yuji rearrange her clothes, and said, "Rest for one night, and you will heal in the morning. Don't move around during this period."

Hua Yuji's eyes lit up: "Huh?"

He saw something hidden in Bai Yunkuo's chest, with some tassels overflowing, so he took advantage of Bai Yunkuo's defenselessness, and directly stretched out his hand to take it out.

Bai Yunkuo: "Brother!"

"What is this?" Hua Yuji took a closer look, and it turned out to be a kit.

Bai Yunkuo was anxious: "Give it to me!"

Hua Yuji stretched out his hand into the kang, but refused to let Bai Yunkuo take it, and Bai Yunkuo didn't dare to really grab him because of his injury, his face flushed in a hurry.

Hua Yuji smiled and said: "I never thought that Mr. Shuangyue, who has two sleeves, has such a poetic and picturesque thing. Tell me, is this a kit for clever tricks, or a sachet for lovesickness? It should be the latter, right? Don’t put it in the sleeve, but put it against the chest, oops, it must have been given by some female cultivator, right?”

Bai Yunkuo took a deep breath: "Brother, give it to me."

"Don't be angry! I'm just a brother, and I care about your life's major events. Don't worry, as long as the other party is innocent and of decent character, Master Ming will not object."

"Flower Rain Ji!"

"Are you really angry?" Hua Yuji was frightened by Bai Yunkuo's rare anger, he squeezed the kit, it didn't seem to contain spices, and looking at the kit itself, it looked familiar.

Hua Yuji turned pale with shock: "You...couldn't be Guangling..."

Bai Yunkuo snatched it away.

Hua Yuji sat up abruptly: "Is it a hair knot?"

Bai Yunkuo didn't answer, but said with a serious face: "Please don't move around..."

"What are you keeping it for?" Hua Yuji's face was a little more stern than Bai Yunkuo's, and he was about to reach out to grab it when he spoke, "Destroy it quickly!"

Bai Yunkuo hurriedly put the kit in his sleeves, if he wanted to snatch it away, he had to dig it out of the inner palace.

Hua Yuji's eyes were piercing: "Take it out!"

Bai Yunkuo: "Why destroy such a good thing?"

Hua Yuji's face was heavy: "Do you know how many curses you can do with a strand of hair? Leaving aside, let's just say that Wanshu Tower is ready. With a single hair, they can thoroughly inspect the eighteen generations of your ancestors!"

Bai Yunkuo calmed down, and said: "There is nothing wrong with Wanshu Tower. You can kill people from a long distance with only your belongings. At least you must be a monk in the Mahayana period and have an in-depth study of tricks and curses. Looking at the entire cultivation world, the Mahayana period The cultivator can count with both hands. Besides, I still need to combine the horoscope of the birth date, which I still know."

Hua Yuji was speechless, it was because he was sensitive and used to it.

Bai Yunkuo stared at him, and said in a deep voice, "Even if there is such a day, I will protect it with all my might."

Hua Yuji raised her eyebrows: "It's not a good thing, even a few broken hairs look like treasures."

Bai Yunkuo lowered his eyes, and said in a slightly bitter tone, "I didn't even have a few broken hairs before."

Hua Yuji was stunned.

"Senior brother walked away cleanly back then, even the brocade quilt you spread and the pillow you slept on were also burned by the soul fire."

Hua Yuji didn't know why, but hearing this made her heart ache.

"If you want a keepsake, I can give it to you, such as jade pendants, various small pendants, folding fans, as many as you want. You keep that hair knot..." Hua Yuji was a little embarrassed, "It's weird."

Bai Yunkuo: "I don't think it's strange."

Hua Yuji: "At that time, there were many dangers in reincarnation, and you still had the heart to take the kit?"

Bai Yunkuo hesitated to speak, he took out the kit, looking at it in a daze.

The firewood was burning vigorously, and occasionally there was a "crackling" sound.Bai Yunkuo held the kit tightly, hesitated for a long time, and finally made up his mind: "This is the hair tie between you and me. Maybe it's just a game for you, but it means a lot to me. I don't want to be That wedding was fake, I only worshiped with one person in my life, drank carnival wine with one person, and tied hair with one person, so senior brother, I am very happy..."

Bai Yunkuo turned his head, Hua Yuji was lying flat on the straw mat, his breathing was shallow and long.

Bai Yunkuo: "..."

Just, fell asleep! ?

After finally plucking up the courage to confess, was it ignored?

Bai Yunkuo was stunned for a moment, he couldn't laugh or cry, the courage he had gathered was torn apart, he sighed, shook his head helplessly, and covered Hua Yuji with his snow-white shirt.