The villain loses his memory every day [Transmigration Book]

Xue Qiansi and Ming Yuexiao were talking in the tea shed, they seemed quite harmonious, and they didn't intend to do anything.

After all, both of them were seriously injured, and they didn't have the energy to fight to the death. If this scene was seen by outsiders and publicized...then the world of cultivation would be lively again.

The white tiger in the distance watched for a while, seeing that there was no shortage of manpower at Xue Qiansi's side, he hurried to find Xuan Wu who was deliberately avoiding him.

Seeing someone by the river, Bai Hu yelled in advance to prevent him from escaping, but instead gave him time to escape.

"Why are you running!" The white tiger chased him angrily, and the two of them walked through the woods, mountains, rivers, and several small islands, and finally competed fiercely in an unknown place.

"Stop!" Baihu said angrily, "Have you grown enough? Come back to me quickly! Play hide and seek, I don't want to play, don't run away and I don't want to chase you anymore, Xuanwu! Xuanwu protector!" Wei Zhiqian!"

With nowhere to escape ahead, Xuanwu, who wished to throw himself into the lake, froze. No one had yelled these three words for hundreds of years.

Ever since he joined the Burning Blood Palace, and since he became one of the Four Great Protectors, his name has been replaced by the two respectful titles of "Xuanwu". This is an honor for Moxiu, but for him, he is not rare at all." For the honor of "Xuanwu", all he wants to do is Wei Zhiqian.

He turned around, a little dazed, savoring the strange taste carefully, with bitterness on the back of his tongue, a little hesitant and a little sour, it turned out that so many years had passed.

He raised his finger and wrote: Do you remember my name?

Bai Hu ran over angrily, puffed his cheeks and said, "Just because I didn't call you, doesn't mean I forgot."

It's just a name, nothing special, but he is willing to let Baihu call him by his name, or it can be said that he expects Baihu to call him.It might sound hypocritical, but he didn't care about it at first, but since he became "Xuanwu" and he became "White Tiger", in order to follow the rules of Burning Blood Palace, the names of each other have changed.

He once approached Baihu solemnly and said that outsiders can't break the rules, but can we call each other by first name in private?Otherwise, I always feel like a colleague like Qinglong, which seems strange.

It's a pity that Baihu didn't listen to it. He always said with a playful smile: "One moment, one moment, another moment, that's so troublesome! If it's easy to say, it's not good to say it in front of outsiders!"

Things just got put on hold, 50 years, 100 years, 200 years...

I never heard him call again, I thought he had forgotten the most common name composed of the three most common characters.

"Wei Zhiqian, did you have your voice taken away by that vixen just to save me?"

Xuanwu couldn't quibble, he froze in place and didn't speak.

Oh, and he couldn't speak either.

Baihu laughed angrily, he took off the huge hood, and removed the mask that covered his face, revealing his handsome face: "Why did you lie to me?"

Regarding his loss of voice, Xuanwu only said that he had an accident on the way to perform the mission and lost the ability to speak for a full hundred years.

Baihu asked: "Is there any way to restore it?"

Before Xuanwu could answer, Baihu laughed at himself first and said, "Even Lord Shuangyue can't do anything, let alone you! He can use his spiritual sense to see clearly, but you can't make a sound, shit!"

Xuanwu took off his hood and mask, revealing his delicate and handsome face hidden in the darkness, he tried his best to raise the corners of his lips, revealing a faint smile.

This ridiculous smile did not comfort Baihu, but made him feel even more sad. His tears almost didn't fall. He stepped forward and hugged Xuanwu, and said very weakly and aggrieved: "I thought you could recover... from now on I will be No, I can't hear your voice anymore?"

Xuanwu reached out and wrote on his back: I can hear you.

"Wei Zhiqian, Wei Zhiqian, Wei Zhiqian, Wei Zhiqian..."

Baihu suddenly had a convulsion, and Xuanwu was frightened. He saw Baihu repeated the reading countless times, and his tongue was tied up before he gave up: "Didn't you want me to call you by your name? I will make up for what I owed! A total of 230 years, Even if it is 25 days, I call you three times a day, a total of [-] times, I will make it up in one breath!"

Baihu took a deep breath, and then began to shoot: "Wei Zhiqian, Wei Zhiqian, Wei Zhiqian, Wei Zhiqian..."

Xuanwu: "..."

I'm afraid it's not stupid, is it?

The schedule to go to Tingyin Pavilion was advanced. Before leaving, the Chihuang Demon King solemnly apologized to Hua Yuji and others in front of all the vixens in Qingqiu Linggu.

"I've been fooled by lard, and almost accidentally hurt Mr. Qingkong and Mr. Shuangyue. I'm really ashamed to face you!" Chi Huang said with a sad face, "The two gentlemen will ignore the past and help this king find out the real culprit who killed Lan'er. What this king owes you, the entire Qingqiu Linggu also owes you a great favor, if there are difficulties in the future, just one sentence, even if you go to hell, this king will not hesitate!"

Chi Huang has a simple mind and well-developed limbs, and the words he uttered are not adulterated. He really feels guilty, sorry, and indebted.

Leaving the demon world, Liuweihu also went with him. Instead of the demon king, he went to Tingyin Pavilion to seek an explanation for the tragic death of Lan'er.

Tingyin Pavilion is very close to Yaoshan Mountain. A group of people came to the ferry and sent the innocent, soft and cute girl Xueyan to find the boatman. Liuweihu and Gengchen chatted on the pontoon bridge. Hua Yuji and Bai Yunkuo stood in a slightly distant position.

"I told Master." Bai Yunkuo said suddenly without thinking.

Hua Yuji really didn't understand: "What did you say?"

"Our business." Bai Yunkuo's tone was extra cautious. He was impulsive at the time and didn't ask Hua Yuji if he would like to make it public in advance (of course he was so sleepy at that time that the sun and the moon were dark and he couldn't wake him up). Weilai, a little worried that his impulsive actions would annoy him.

"I told my master that I am happy with you, and I want to become a Taoist couple with you and spend the rest of my life together."

Hua Yuji was choked by his own saliva, coughing like hell, he could almost imagine Ming Yuexiao's dark and veined face: "Say, did you?"

Bai Yunkuo was frightened and said: "Would you blame me for making claims?"

Bai Yunkuo is thoughtful and thinks a lot. He is known as being as careful as a hair, but it is unfounded to worry about it.He remembered a farce he saw in Mortal Realm. An elderly couple, just because the old lady changed the buns into dumplings on a whim, the old man was furious, and the neighbors were so noisy, one shouted to divorce his wife , a howling jumped into the well.

But one meal can make such a mess, not to mention it is a life-long event!

Bai Yunkuo was so nervous that he even forgot to breathe. If he could see it, he could at least say some kind words based on Hua Yuji's face, but there was a black shadow in front of him, not to mention the facial expression, what did Hua Yuji wear? Styles of clothing are not visible.

Just as Bai Yunkuo held his breath and waited for the execution, he suddenly heard Hua Yuji's melodious and brisk voice: "That's not the case, it's okay to say it, anyway, I always have to say it, if you don't say it, I will find a suitable time to say."

Bai Yunkuo was stunned: "You, don't blame me?"

Hua Yuji smiled: "Why do you blame me? You didn't do anything wrong."

Bai Yunkuo felt a soreness welling up in his heart, as well as guilt that filled his belly.

Bai Yunkuo was annoyed at himself and spurned himself - he actually doubted Hua Yuji's sincerity!

If Hua Yuji gets angry because of this matter, it means that he doesn't want to make the relationship between the two public, and he doesn't want to tell his parents, which means that he doesn't want to be with him forever.

Bai Yunkuo felt very guilty, he didn't know Hua Yuji's heart, let alone Hua Yuji's intentions.At that time in Suoyao Tower, everything happened too fast and too coincidental. Hua Yuji knew the truth about his blindness, and he planned to liberate Hua Yuji. Ji's shackles are nothing more than Ji's shackles. Although it looks like he is trying to catch and retreat to advance, Bai Yunkuo really doesn't mean that.

Later, Hua Yuji suddenly accepted him. This acceptance shocked Bai Yunkuo, caught him off guard, and even made him timid. In the joy of regaining what was lost, he couldn't help wondering whether this person accepted because of love for himself, or just because of guilt and indebtedness. Wrong yourself to make up for it?

This suspicion was planted in Bai Yunkuo's heart, and he was about to give birth to a demon.

Until now, he found himself very funny, and found that he was purely full, looking for trouble for nothing!

There are many people Hua Yuji feels guilty about, and there are also many people who are in debt, why don't you see him agreeing to all of them with his body?

He agreed to tell his master about this matter, which has proved his eternal determination, isn't it enough?

While Bai Yunkuo laughed at himself, he was deeply immersed in happiness and couldn't extricate himself. He asked softly: "You, really accept me and never regret it?"

"Why do you regret it?" Hua Yuji chuckled, "You think I'm stupid? Don't give such a good person to others, then I'm an idiot!"

Bai Yunkuo couldn't help laughing, and was amused by this sentence.

The reason why he doubted was because of his low self-esteem, he felt that he was extremely small in front of Hua Yuji.I used to think that as long as I practice hard, I can surpass him in the realm.It's a pity, once Master Yaotai's identity was exposed, he finally understood that perhaps he, who is small and humble, would never be as good as Hua Yuji.

But so what?

Whether it's Lord Yaotai who bowed his head in the six realms, or Mr. Qingkong who has been famous forever, they all belong to Bai Yunkuo now, and they belong to him alone!

Hua Yuji stretched out his hand and patted Bai Yunkuo's shoulder, and said helplessly, "Oh my Mr. Bai, what are you thinking about?"

Bai Yunkuo was stunned for a moment, and was about to make a deep review of his imagination, when suddenly, his lips softened.

This sudden touch completely blinded Bai Yunkuo, as if a thunderbolt hit the top of his head, roasting him until he was charred on the outside and tender on the inside, he lost all thinking ability, and magnified the touch infinitely.

Soft and warm.

Hua Yuji, who offered her first kiss, backed away clumsily. It was obvious that he took the initiative to kiss, but it made her face flushed. He pretended to be rich and smiled: "You still can't think about it."

Then he blushed and ran away.

Bai Yunkuo subconsciously stroked the sweetness on his lips with his fingertips.

Although it touches the point, it is enough for Bai Yunkuo to reminisce for a lifetime.

Board the cruise ship and go boating on a moonlit night.

Bai Yunkuo had a dream. The reason why he called it a dream was because he saw the Kongmeng Mountain and his eyesight "recovered", so he was dreaming.

While realizing this, Bai Yunkuo couldn't help secretly slandering the reality and weirdness of this dream.

He was wearing a navy blue robe, and he was walking aimlessly in the woods. He ignored the sound of footsteps approaching behind him. , and frowned.

It turned out that it was a child.

The little boy looked about five or six years old at most, dressed in rags and rags, with a disheveled face, two muddy paws clutching his clean robes, tightly hugging his thighs and not letting go.

Upon closer inspection, the fabric of this child's clothes was actually not bad. Maybe he was a child from a rich family who was trafficked or something. He ended up in such a mess that he couldn't find his way home and became a beggar.

Because he was too dirty to see his original appearance, but Bai Yunkuo felt that he should not be bad-looking, after all, those tear-filled eyes were clear and bright, and there was a charm that people could never forget just by looking at him .

According to Bai Yunkuo's temperament, naturally he would not leave the little boy alone, but in the dream he seemed very ruthless, raised his hand to open the little boy, and sternly said: "Don't follow me anymore!"

The little boy was so frightened that he huddled under the root of the tree and shivered. He wanted to cry but didn't dare to cry. He let his tears fall down, poor thing.

Bai Yunkuo wanted to go over and pick up the child, but his body refused to move. In the dream, he was not allowed to control himself at all, so he was forced to turn around and leave cruelly. After walking for a while, he caught a glimpse of the one who followed up unwillingly from the corner of his eye. little boy.

The child's perseverance was astonishing, as was his physical strength. He followed people wherever he went, without blushing or panting, and followed for three full days.The little boy followed while crying, weak and helpless, pleading with his immature voice, "Don't leave me, please, I'm afraid..."

Bai Yunkuo didn't know where he was going. At the same time, he was also relieved that the self in his dream was not really so cold-blooded and heartless. If he really wanted to leave the child alone, he could just fly away with Yu Jian, why let him go with him!

In addition, Bai Yunkuo discovered a strange thing, that is, the child, who obviously did not eat or drink water, could persist until now without dying, not to mention that he followed him on the mountain road non-stop for three days and three nights!

This is definitely not an ordinary kid!

Fortunately, the self in the dream was also curious and asked for him: "Who are you?"

On the first day, the little boy cried while holding his thigh. On the second day, the little boy followed him and cried. On the third day, the little boy still followed him, but he didn't cry, make noise or make a sound.

Because he has grown up.

In just three days, he grew from a five-year-old to a ten-year-old.

Very weird, what kind of dream is this?

The little boy was afraid of him, but wanted to get close to him, even if he was beaten, he would follow him.

Finally, the self in the dream couldn't bear it anymore: "Don't follow me anymore, I can't take care of you. This trip is to find a duel with an old enemy. Life and death are unpredictable. After all, you and I are destined to have nothing to do with each other."

He tried to persuade him with good words, but the little boy didn't listen. Instead, he said in a very serious tone, "I can help you."

Bai Yunkuo continued to walk, and the child continued to follow. Two days later, when he closed and opened his eyes, he suddenly found that the little boy had disappeared.

Bai Yunkuo was anxious, and he in the dream was even more anxious, calling out to Xiaotong, and suddenly, a person jumped out of the lake in front of him.

It's the little boy... no, it's a teenager!

He popped out a small head first, and said with a smile: "Immortal, are you looking for me?"

Then, he came out of the water, took off his tattered clothes, and changed into brocade clothes, although he didn't know where he bought them.

After washing off all the dirt, his skin was smooth and rosy. It turned out that he was born so delicate and smiled so brightly, especially those eyes, which flowed deep and clear like morning dew.

Bai Yunkuo was shocked, and he was even more shocked in the dream.

The boy said, "I seem to remember something."

I always feel that this child is inexplicably familiar.

Bai Yunkuo heard himself ask: "In that case, do you remember who you are and what's your name?"

The boy was a little embarrassed: "Who didn't remember it, but the name..."

The young man paused, looking back at the distant mountains and the vast sky as if thinking about it, it was as blue as if it had been washed by water, under the bright sunshine, a rainbow that had just cleared up after the rain crossed the sky, leaving behind a mottled and magnificent brilliance.

The boy smiled knowingly: "Just call me Yuji."

Bai Yunkuo turned pale in shock!

Yes, Hua Yuji!

This child looks like Hua Yuji!

Those eyebrows, that demeanor are exactly the same as Hua Yuji's, the only difference is that there is no tear mole under the boy's right eye.

Bai Yunkuo's heart was beating like thunder. Although this dream was absurd, there was a kind of reality that made him sink.He couldn't wait to step forward to take a good look at this child, but... in his dream, he was a victim of a thousand knives!

He didn't know how many times he dropped the child, turned around and left.

Hmm, feel like you're being teased?Do you feel ashamed of being worried about being seen as a joke just now?

Bai Yunkuo couldn't understand, he cared if he cared, why did he pretend to be cold?

Look, Xiao Yuji was frightened.

"Hey, Shangxian, why don't you leave!" The young man even changed his address, from an ordinary child's innocent "immortal" to a skilled "shangxian".

This title was so unfamiliar that Bai Yunkuo began to doubt who he really was.

The young man said with a deadpan face: "Shangxian, I have already told you my name, so you should tell me yours too?"

Bai Yunkuo heard himself say, "You picked that name casually, didn't you?"

"The name I chose now is also a name!" The young man continued to stalk, "Let's talk, Shangxian, I have to remember your name, so I can find you later!"

"My life and death are unpredictable, so how can I talk about the future?"

The boy patted his chest and said, "With me protecting you, you won't die."

In the dream, he shook his head: "boring."

The young man rushed forward: "Even if you die, I can still find your reincarnation according to your name! Shangxian, tell me!"

Bai Yunkuo felt that in his dream he was being quarreled tirelessly, he raised his head and looked at the misty clouds above the clear sky, his originally stuffy mood miraculously opened up.

He lowered his head and glanced at the young man, and said lightly, "Yun Kuo."

The author has something to say: Thank you readers "CYC", irrigation nutrient solution!