The villain loses his memory every day [Transmigration Book]

On a fine sunny day, for some reason, two dark clouds floated over. The dark clouds covered the bright sunlight, and the sky and the earth were gloomy.

The wind suddenly became colder, and the disciples guarding the mountain gate rubbed their hands, anxiously waiting for the senior brothers who came to change shifts.

Suddenly, a ray of red ling light streaked across the sky mark, and suddenly fell towards Tianming Palace!

"Someone broke into the mountain gate!"

The gatekeeper disciples immediately sounded the alarm bell and beat the drums to inform all the disciples to be on guard.

Holding their swords and magic weapons in their arms, they rushed to the square in front of the Tianming Palace. Suddenly, everyone was stunned!

I saw that man, wearing a blood-colored gown, with a white silk sash around his waist that symbolizes mourning, his face was stern, he was full of demonic energy, and there seemed to be a blade flashing in his bewitching eyes, sinister, evil, and murderous!

"It's Hua Yuji!" Among the crowd, a disciple shouted in panic.

"It's him, it's really him! Didn't he defect to Genting Summit? What is he doing here?"

Hua Yuji took a step forward, and the besieged disciples took a step back in fear.With a sudden wave of his hand, the gate of Tianming Hall was overwhelmed and exploded into pieces in an instant.

"Hua Buran, what exactly do you want to do? Breaking into the Tianming Sword Sect, you know..."

Hua Yuji looked sideways, and gave a false grip in the direction of the disciple. A huge force instantly dragged the disciple in front of Hua Yuji, and his neck was just caught in Hua Yuji's palm.Hua Yuji didn't use any force, his tone was as cold as a sharp sword out of its sheath: "Where is Duanmu Linghua?"

The disciple's face turned purple: "I, I..."

"If he doesn't come out again, I will make Tianming Peak disappear from the Six Realms!"

The moment he felt the murderous aura coming again, Hua Yuji let go of that disciple, called out Hongpin, and counterattacked the overwhelming sword aura with his backhand.

The besieged disciples were overjoyed:

"metropolitan!"

"Sect Master is here!"

"Great, suzerain!"

In just a short moment, the two had gone through several tricks. Hua Yuji stepped forward, swung his left hand lightly, and hundreds of talismans struck out, flying in the air, surrounding Duanmu Linghua!

As the suzerain of a sect, Duanmu Linghua was not mediocre. He destroyed the talismans with his magnificent sword style, but Hua Yuji unexpectedly released a magic mist, covering the sky and covering the earth, wrapping him tightly.

The sword energy pierces the clouds, the devil energy shakes the sky, and the two contemporary great masters fight to the death. The situation changes, countless mountains collapse, and countless springs and rivers dry up.

Duanmu Linghua was covered in blood: "You, how dare you break into Tianming Sword Sect, how dare you kill Ben..."

"I'm a bad guy! Even if you dare to kill your mentor, what else can you not dare to do?" Hua Yuji's heart was sad and sad, and her face was full of arrogance.

He is like an evil ghost returning from hell, even more terrifying than an evil ghost. He dances wildly in the wind with hostility and murder, and every plant, tree, and wind seems to have become his accomplices. Cut Duanmu Linghua into pieces!

He dug into Duanmu Linghua's inner mansion, and searched it all; he probed into Duanmu Linghua's golden core, grabbed it, and crushed it; he dug into Duanmu Linghua's sea of ​​consciousness, and tore his spirit apart alive .

"Treading Snow Umbrella!" His eyes were full of fierceness, and he separated Duanmu Linghua's mind and soul from Duanmu Linghua's spirit, which had already become a horcrux, so that he could experience what it means to be heartbroken!

If you dig your heart, it will hurt you.

But the broken soul hurts the gods.

Is there anything more painful than this?

No, no, there is also the Bone-eating Curse of Souls!

The soul is restless and cannot be forgiven, and it will be tortured forever, even if the heaven and the earth merge, it will continue forever!

Hua Yuji smiled and said: "Duanmu Linghua, let my master be buried with you. You go ahead, and I will send my wife to accompany you right away."

All the disciples onlookers were dumbfounded and stunned. They didn't dare to intervene, or it could be said that they didn't react. In front of the powerful strength, they were as weak as ants.

"Let go of the suzerain!" A disciple stabbed Hua Yuji's back tremblingly with a sword in his hand.

Hua Yuji looked back, swung out a wave of true energy, and instantly beat the disciple until he vomited blood and fell to the ground.

The surrounding cultivators seemed to wake up from a dream, they drew their swords and rushed forward to avenge Duanmu Linghua.

Hua Yuji swung the sword, before the light of the sword arrived, the cold air was already overwhelming, and in just an instant, he claimed the lives of that row of monks.

Finally, the three elders who witnessed the tragic death of Duanmu Linghua stepped forward, one was pierced by Hua Yuji's sword, the other was pinched and broken by Hua Yuji, and the last one was left kneeling on the ground and vomited. The blood, the soul will not be scattered.

"You are full of evil and unforgivable crimes... You drink blood and are bloodthirsty, killing innocent people indiscriminately, and you will be punished by God one day..."

Hua Yuji's gaze was intense but scorching: "God's punishment? All right, I'll wait."

A ghost curse ended the life of the last elder.

In the past, he might have boasted that his cultivation was advanced, that he was a senior, and would disdain to care about low-level junior monks, but now Hua Yuji has only one thought in his mind.

Why!

Why can you kill me, but I can't kill you?

Even animals know that life is precious, only once and cannot be repeated.They wanted his Hua Yuji's life, so couldn't he kill Hua Yuji instead?

In the crowd, he saw the shivering woman - Mrs. Duanmu.

This is not a person in the cultivation world, a mortal without cultivation.

Killing her is simply easier than crushing an ant.

Mrs. Duanmu knelt on the ground, no matter how much powder she put on her face, she couldn't hide the deep fear in her heart: "I'm a mortal woman, you, as a monk, dare to kill mortals, the way of heaven, the way of heaven will not let you go!" !"

Hua Yuji smiled proudly. He looked down at Mrs. Duanmu with a pale face, took out the snow-walking umbrella from his bosom, and said, "It's pretty, isn't it?"

Mrs. Duanmu's cheeks trembled.

"Do you like it?" Hua Yuji's eyes were gloomy, and a playful smile appeared on his lips, "I like it, I'll give it to you!"

He let go of his hand, and the snow treading umbrella turned into a beam of fierce light, rushing fiercely into Mrs. Duanmu's soul!

How can a mortal's soul carry a magic weapon?

The result can be imagined, the spirit was shattered by the snow umbrella, and the soul flew away.

A group of disciples who shouted "Master" and "Madam" sat on the ground and cried bitterly. Perhaps their anger had inspired their blood. The disciples who had been terrified got up and raised their swords to kill Hua Yuji.

If they don't move, Hua Yuji will leave.However, under the belief of avenging their suzerain, and under the banner of slaying demons and eliminating evil for the cultivation world, they came up to fight, so Hua Yuji had no reason not to fight back.

Corpses fell to the ground one after another, and the corpses piled up, wailing all over the field, and the blood repeatedly washed the stone bricks, rolling and zigzagging along the cracks between the bricks.

The suzerain, his wife and the elders who sat down died, and two thousand disciples lost their souls. The Tianming Sword Sect was washed with blood, and the catastrophe was wiped out for a thousand years!

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Maybe it was because of the cruelty of the blood robbery, or maybe it was because of the cruelty of the truth.

The catastrophe of Tianming Sword Sect occupies an important part in "Historical Records of the Six Realms", and the world can only imagine the tragedy of Tianming Peak based on historical records.Now, seeing it for real, the shock in my heart cannot be described in words.

Duanmuling's knees softened, and she knelt down on the ground. Her eyes turned black and her face was as pale as a ghost.

There was no sound, the eerie silence.

Before he knew it, Bai Yunkuo burst into tears.

The search ends at this moment.

Everyone returned to their spiritual senses and woke up suddenly, but it seemed that they had gone through several lifetimes. Everyone collapsed to the ground, staring ahead, at a loss for what to do.

Who would have thought that the truth of the ghost world would be like this.

Who would have thought that the elder Pojun was supposed to be Hua Yuji's experiment in learning the forbidden art, but unexpectedly, Hua Yuji learned the forbidden art only for the elder Pojun.

Who would have thought that Duanmu Linghua, who had been praised by the cultivation world for a hundred years and held the most grand funeral after his death, was actually such a hypocrite with a human face and a beast heart.

Who would have expected that Hua Yuji's blood slaughter of Tianming Sword Sect was not for Duanmu Linghua's Horcrux, but for revenge.Besides, the snow treading umbrella belonged to Elder Pojun, he just took back his own things.

"Haha, hahahaha, hahahahahahahaha..." Duanmuling suddenly laughed wildly, her hands clasped the ground tightly, her beautiful nails were split, and the nails were full of blood and mud, she completely ignored it, as if she was crazy. laugh.

White-faced scholar: "Saint, saint."

"Hua Buran is out for revenge." Duanmu Ling stared at the white-faced scholar with wide eyes, "Hua Buran lost revenge! My father, my father used demon cultivation to improve his cultivation, and then he was bumped into by the elder Pojun Well, my father will kill and silence, and he wants to destroy Elder Pojun... Then, Hua Buran had no choice but to kill Elder Pojun, hahahahaha... Is my father a bad person? My father is the chief culprit, so I Dad deserves to die?"

The white-faced scholar was terrified: "Saint, you, don't be like this..."

"What? What do you think about me?" Duanmu Ling was full of tears, but he was laughing wildly, "Didn't my father deserve to die? Didn't my mother deserve to die? They, aren't they a model in the cultivation world? My father is not a cultivator Are you a hero in the world? Why do you want to do this! Why! Why is it that Hua Buran is clearly a bad person and my father is clearly a victim, but now everything is upside down! My father is a vicious scorpion, and Hua Buran is revenge for his teacher. Heavy righteousness!"

Duanmuling grabbed the white-faced scholar and shook desperately: "Tell me, why did it become like this? Why are my parents bad people!"

Bai Yunkuo clenched Hua Yuji's cold hand tightly, his heart felt like a knife, even breathing was painful.

A streak of real energy appeared at the fingertips, and he probed the spirit again.

It was still the same place, still the scene full of bloody killings, Hua Yuji was trapped in the vortex of memories, unable to get out.

"Brother!" Bai Yunkuo didn't care too much, he shouted loudly and called out with all his strength.

But Hua Yuji in the distance couldn't hear it. He stood on the pile of corpses and looked at Tianming Jianzong who was drowned in blood, as if he was stunned.

"Hua Yuji!" Bai Yunkuo shouted, "Wake up!"

The magic light criss-crossed and rushed towards the direction of Bai Yunkuo.

The object of the spirit test resisted, making Bai Yunkuo's spirit turbulent, and a mouthful of blood gushed into his throat.

Lu Yizhi was terrified: "Mr. Bai."

Bai Yunkuo took out the brocade pouch from his bosom, injected a strand of real energy into the knotted hair in the pouch, closed his eyes, and called hoarsely, "Hua Yuji, come back!"

Hua Yuji choked out a mouthful of blood.

Bai Yunkuo did not give up, and called eagerly: "Tie hair as a husband and wife, love and love are both unquestionable! Heaven and earth testify, the sun and the moon are strong together, the flowers and rain are coming, wake up!"

The smell of the wind was blowing, the face was washed by the rain of blood, and there was no end of the corpse at a glance.

Suddenly, there was a light spot flickering in front of it, and it was bright red, and there was a sound of joy in the ear.

——One bow to heaven and earth, two bows to the high hall, husband and wife bow to each other, and the ceremony is complete!

——"He is not a heinous villain."

——"Master's teachings are always the same. A monk's life is very long. After seeing through the colorful world, he may meet many confidante, but there is only one person who can really join hands."

——"In my life, I only worship once."

That ray of light devoured everything, an invisible force pulled him forward violently, his eyes spun, his noisy ears gradually quieted down, and a familiar face appeared in his blurred vision.He tried hard to see it, and after confirming that it was not a phantom, he couldn't help asking: "What does it mean that the cloud is still behind the Qingshan Mountain?"

Bai Yunkuo was startled, then opened his eyes suddenly, ecstatic: "Brother!"

Xie Mingzhu: "Are you awake?"

"Great, finally woke up!"

"Thank goodness."

Lu Yizhi: "Wake up, wake up, Brother Hua, do you still recognize me?"

Hua Yuji stood up with the support of the ancient tree on his back. He didn't care about others, but stared at Bai Yunkuo with piercing eyes: "You haven't answered me yet!"

Bai Yunkuo, soaked in the joy of Hua Yuji's awakening, seemed to be walking on the clouds, and he was a little erratic: "That's... a poem."

Hua Yuji: "A simple poem?"

Bai Yunkuo: "Otherwise what else?"

Hua Yuji's eyes were full of suspicion, but it was not the time to delve into it. He looked at the crowd, turned his eyes back, and asked Bai Yunkuo, "Was it Tan Ling just now?"

Bai Yunkuo nodded.

Hua Yuji raised her arms and said, "So who invented this crap? It's just casually spying on people's privacy."

"Brother..."

"Forget it." Hua Yuji rubbed her restless heart. In the Maze Forest, people with demons will have nowhere to hide. They will be trapped in memories and tortured, unable to extricate themselves. The stronger the strength, the more severe the backlash.

Therefore, Hua Yuji escaped death, and that Lorraine's reaction was much lighter.

Xie Mingzhu hesitated for a long time, but still couldn't hold back: "Young Master Qingkong, about Master..."

Hua Yuji: "Leave this place first, and if you stay any longer, your true energy will be sucked dry."

Even though Xie Mingzhu was an idiot, now she knew that Hua Yuji was deliberately avoiding Tanling, so she didn't ask any further questions.

Duanmuling fainted from crying, and was being carried by the white-faced scholar. Hua Yuji only glanced at it, but didn't say a word.

The process of getting out of the maze forest was smooth, and there was a beach with blue sky and pleasant scenery in front of it.The waves wash the white sand, and there are shells buried under the white sand. The fresh sea breeze blows the Buddha. Occasionally, a few birds come to stop on the reef, their wings are wet by the splashing sea water, and they fly away in panic.

The monks found their own places to stay. With Lu Yi, the doctor here, Luo Wei was not worried that Lorraine would be left alone.

Hua Yuji sat on the reef, watching the waves rolling in the distance, slapping the beach over and over again, and unexpectedly washed up a small crab the size of a copper coin.The crab got out of the sand and took two steps sideways. Before it could stand still, it was submerged by a new round of waves and carried away.

"What are you looking at?" Suddenly there was a shadow, Hua Yuji looked up, it was Bai Yunkuo.

Hua Yuji said: "We are crabs, and our destiny is the waves."

Bai Yunkuo: "Senior brother is unrestrained and unrestrained, he is free-spirited, and he is not a sentimental person."

Hua Yuji just smiled, without saying anything, Bai Yunkuo handed him a bottle of medicine: "Juyuan Pill."

Hua Yuji didn't answer: "I'm full of real energy, so I don't need it."

Bai Yunkuo forced it to him, turned around, and stood with his back facing the vast ocean.

Hua Yuji looked at the jade bottle, poured out a Juyuan Pill and swallowed it, raised his eyes to look at Bai Yunkuo's back, and said lightly, "Thank you for waking me up."

Bai Yunkuo lowered his eyebrows: "There is no need to say thank you between you and me."

Hua Yuji smiled happily, pretending to be lazy: "It's because you have the foresight to keep your hair tied, otherwise it wouldn't be so easy to call me back."

Bai Yunkuo didn't turn around, but took a sneak peek at Hua Yuji from the corner of his eye. There were certain emotions hidden in his eyes, which were extremely complex and pure.

Unknowingly, it was sunset and dusk, the sun was setting in the west, and the sky was full of sunset glow, dyeing the sea surface a fiery red and magnificent.

Hua Yuji got up and stood side by side with Bai Yunkuo, the bright afterglow sprinkled on his fair and handsome face, adding a touch of warmth to his pale and haggard face: "At the fourth day of April in the Bingchen year, it was Qingming that day. "

Bai Yunkuo was taken aback for a moment, and was immediately shocked: "What did you say?"

Hua Yuji turned his eyes, and the setting sun melted into gold, dyeing his eyes full of brilliance: "My birth date."

The author has something to say: Yo Ho Ho, thank you Qianchen for throwing a grenade duck! !

One update today, two chapters will be combined into one tomorrow, about [-] words