The villain loses his memory every day [Transmigration Book]

On the occasion of Hua Yuji's [-]th birthday, his evil deeds were exposed, and he changed overnight from a respected Mr. Qingkong to a hypocrite reviled by everyone.

He was expelled from the division on the spot, then defected, and his whereabouts are unknown so far.

And as the master, Elder Pojun disappeared ten years ago. Calculated, it happened to be one hundred thousand and one hundred and ninety years, the year when Hua Yuji deceived others and secretly learned forbidden techniques.

No one believed it was a coincidence, only that it was done on purpose by the villains.

Some people speculated that Hua Yuji was discovered by the elder Pojun who secretly learned the forbidden technique, so the evil disciple frantically took some measures against his teacher. Taste.

Facts have proved that this statement is very reliable and almost seamless.

Because a monk went to the Demon Realm to do business, he happened to meet Elder Pojun, according to the man's reaction, Elder Pojun was insane at that time, as if his consciousness had been destroyed, he was out of control, biting everyone he saw, like a walking dead puppet.

The news reached the top of Yunding, and the law enforcement elder personally led a team to rescue the Pojun elder, and Bai Yunkuo volunteered and followed.

He was restless along the way, his mind was full of images of Hua Yuji's defection from the sect a year ago, and he didn't know what to say when they met again.

Is it to vent his anger on Hua Yuji, who was wronged by himself and killed the human-faced and animal-hearted Hua Yuji?

Or, does Hua Yuji have other reasons?

That night when he left, the tear that shed still seemed to remain on Bai Yunkuo's face.

Finally, the destination has arrived.

Everything that came into view made everyone's eyes red.

Ten Thousand Souls Bone Eater Curse.

The once-in-a-thousand-year curse is Hua Yuji's housekeeping skill.

At this moment, he cast the Ten Thousand Souls Bone Eater Curse into the body of the Elder Pojun. The Demon Realm is a barren place where resentment runs rampant, and this place is less than ten miles away from the mass grave. Hungry, hungry wolves sprinkled three layers of barbecue.

They go mad, they go mad, they go into ecstasy.

After Elder Pojun's body exploded into flesh and blood in an instant, they scrambled to eat Elder Pojun's flesh and blood, sucked his blood, and scrambled for his soul that was about to disperse. Let a ray of consciousness slip away and swallow it all up!

The master died tragically, as for the apprentice...

The apprentice is laughing.

Facing the bright red all over the floor and the evil spirits all over the sky, he smiled unscrupulously, arrogantly and recklessly!

Facing the bloody crusade of the law enforcement elders, he seemed to be unable to hear, just looked at the bright red, and muttered to himself: "Master wants to die, this disciple has fulfilled you, please don't be my master in the next life, ah, I forgot... you are all dead, where will you get your next life?"

"Hua Yuji! You are so insane! Where is your conscience? You are a wolf..."

"Shut up!!" He waved his sleeve robe fiercely, and all the ghosts howled excitedly, rushing towards the law enforcement elders like a file, with the evil wind hunting and the demonic energy soaring to the sky!

"Brother..."

His feathery long eyebrows were slightly raised, his long and narrow phoenix eyes overflowed with a gloomy and cold light, and there was a half-smile on his lips, dark and charming: "Everyone, be honest with me, don't get in the way!"

The cold and sinister eyes only stayed on Bai Yunkuo for a moment: "Especially you."

No one knew where he went, because his footsteps were so fast that even if he followed, he would be lost in a short while.

Besides, at that time, everyone was immersed in the grief of the tragic death of Elder Po Jun.

The soul is scattered, and the bones are gone.

He couldn't even be buried in the ground for safety, so he could only ask the abbot of Jingguang Temple to save him, but the abbot said that those who were killed by the Bonebiting Curse of Ten Thousand Souls would never be reborn!

Unlike ordinary monks whose souls were slaughtered, their souls were completely wiped out, and death was death, even if they could not be reincarnated, there would be no pain.Elder Pojun is different, he will be cursed forever, his shattered soul will transcend the six realms, be tortured in a certain mysterious space, and live forever, without end.

The soul is restless and cannot be forgiven, which is the true meaning of never being reborn.

Just when everyone was mourning for Elder Pojun and hating Hua Yuji to the bone, news of his bloody slaughter of Tianming Sword Sect came.

Its suzerain, Duanmu Linghua, died of the Bone-eating Curse of Thousands of Souls like Elder Pojun, and would never be reborn.And before he died, Hua Yuji tortured him, digging out the inner mansion, digging out the sea of ​​consciousness alive, and took his horcrux Treading Snow Umbrella as his own.

This is not over yet, he even killed two thousand disciples from all over the sect, the bones piled up, the blood flowed into the sea, and the yin and resentment surrounding the top of Tianming Peak could not be dispelled for several years.

Bai Yunkuo was awakened by a muffled thunder.

He opened his eyes, and it turned out that the fire had already been extinguished, and now there were wisps of smoke, and the temperature in the room also cooled down.

Fortunately, both he and Hua Yuji are monks, so they won't suffer from the cold like ordinary people.

Bai Yunkuo turned his head and saw Hua Yuji lying on the kang, fast asleep.

He leaned over with light steps, stood on the edge of the kang, and softly called: "Brother."

His voice was very soft and light, logically speaking it shouldn't scare anyone, let alone a sleeping person.But Hua Yuji was like a frightened bird in the forest, she sat up in shock, raised her hand, and the wind of her palm was like a blade, directly slashing Bai Yunkuo's neck!

This series of vigorous actions really scared Bai Yunkuo.

"Senior brother?" Bai Yunkuo raised his hands, looking at Hua Yuji who was obviously short of breath in disbelief, "What's wrong with you? It's me, there is no outsider."

Fortunately, Hua Yuji stopped the palm in time, otherwise Bai Yunkuo's head would have to move.

Hua Yuji came back to his senses, looked at Bai Yunkuo, then looked around, exhaled after a while, and said, "Sorry."

Bai Yunkuo didn't mean to reveal it: "Have you always been like this?"

Hua Yuji: "What?"

Bai Yunkuo lowered his eyebrows: "Sleep, restless."

Hua Yuji pretended nothing happened: "Is there?"

Ever since Hua Yuji became a devil and defected, he had been separated from each other for ten years. Later, Hua Yuji was arrested, and it took only three days from being captured to being publicly executed. Due to his status, he had limited contact with Hua Yuji, and then seven years passed. Wulin Gudao met him, and they got along until now.

Hua Yuji didn't seem to have changed, but changed a lot.

For example, when he was at the top of the cloud, he was absolutely unable to wake up, and he needed someone to go to the room to grab him.

He became sensitive, suspicious, startled and overwhelmed.

It can change a person's laziness and become so cautious...

Bai Yunkuo asked: "What have you experienced in those ten years?"

Hua Yuji pretended to be stupid and pretended to be stunned: "Which decade? I have more than 20 decades!"

Bai Yunkuo frowned: "Brother clearly knows which one I'm talking about..."

"Aqiu!"

A sneeze disrupted Bai Yunkuo's words, he paused, and watched Hua Yuji sneezed three times in a row: "Caught a cold?"

Hua Yuji's tone was soft: "I don't know."

Suspicious, Bai Yunkuo pressed the back of his hand against Hua Yuji's forehead. It didn't matter if he tried it, Bai Yunkuo's face was terrified: "Do you have a fever?"

How could a dignified Mahayana monk catch a cold and have a fever because of being injured and falling into the water? ? ?

This kind of illness can only happen to ordinary people, why did Hua Yuji...

Wait, the physique is different from ordinary people, the physique is too fragile, it will bruise when touched, and it will have a fever after being exposed to the rain...

Why is this a bit like Wanshulou's physique?

Bai Yunkuo pulled Hua Yuji's wrist, but Hua Yuji threw it away forcefully. With a careless expression on his face, he leaned against the old moldy wall, "Don't waste real money for common colds, just burn it for a while." Enough."

"Master."

"Do you really think of me as a child? How can I be so delicate." Hua Yuji closed her eyes as she said that, preparing to go back to sleep before dawn.

And Lingxiao Lake also temporarily came to an end, because Ming Yuexiao arrived in time, perfectly controlled the chaotic situation, and wiped out all the demon cultivators who had seized the house.And even if the hidden Demon Cultivator doesn't take the initiative to stand up, because of the relationship with the Duoshe pattern, there is nothing to hide.

So, when Hua Yuji didn't know about it, they went back to Penglai Terrace to undress and check one by one, doing everything and not letting anyone go.

Another headache for Duanmuyan is that there are too many secret places on Penglai Island. When some monks leave Lingxiao Lake, they will randomly fall into other secret places. Outsiders are just fine. The unlucky one among them is his sister Duanmu Ling.

There are too many secret realms, and the area of ​​each secret realm is too large. It takes time and effort to find them one by one, and the secret realms are full of dangers. But if Duanmuling didn't find them, all the monks of his own sect died.

For now, we can only wait.

But at this time in the secret realm, the white-faced scholar passed through the crowd, ran to Duanmu Ling and said, "Saint, I still have a teleportation talisman in my hand, let's go back to Penglai Terrace?"

Duanmuling didn't pay attention to him, and touched the ancient tree in the sky: "Is this Huan Haisen?"

"The saint knows this place?"

"I came to the Immortal Dao Conference before." I don't know what happened to Duanmu Ling, she frowned, and said angrily, "I want to go back to you, my aunt still has something to do!"

Xie Mingzhu hurriedly followed, and said: "Miss Duanmu, this fantasy sea forest is much more vicious than Lingxiao Lake, it is full of illusions, both good and bad, no matter which one will make people addicted to it, it is not good for the mind. "

"You want to take care of it?" Duanmu Ling was very angry, and he would be angry when he saw anyone, "What's wrong with the illusion? Will I be afraid of mere illusions in the imposing God Transformation Realm? Then Hua Yuji can conquer Huan Haisen, and my imposing Heavenly Bright Sword Sect Saintess will be able to conquer it with the help of the saintess." What can't?"

Xie Mingzhu looked aggrieved, thinking she had good intentions, but Duanmu Ling trampled on her like this.

The white-faced scholar doesn't care what other people think, he only cares about Duanmu Ling's feelings, he followed up, and handed her the long sword in his hand: "Saint, then this Rainbow Sword..."

The Rainbow Sword is famous in the Six Realms because of the flowers and rains. The scabbard itself is crimson, and the sheath mouth and sword mark are silver-white, with beautiful dark patterns carved on it.There is a sword tassel hanging on the hilt, which is made of broken Kunlun jade in series, with long tassels rippling at the tail.

The sword was left in Lingxiao Lake at that time, and the white-faced scholar was the first to pick it up, and now he handed it to Duanmuling like a treasure.

But Duanmu Ling's disgusted eyes swept down, thinking of the deep hatred these years, she hated it so much: "It's good to keep it, and when I return to Tianming Sword Sect, I will melt it in front of my parents!"

"Yes."

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I forgot to announce the double update in the morning, hehe~