What did I do before I lost my memory?

"Swollen." Zhu Jian said, "It's red and swollen, hotter than other places."

"Really..." Yao Yao lowered his head, raised his hands, and vainly covered the back of Zhu Jian's hands, "Your fingers are so cold."

Zhu Jian glanced at him funny, "I am Jian, have you ever seen a hot sword?"

"Of course, my master's Fire Lin Sword."

"Tch, don't mention your master in front of me, this crazy woman is really hateful." Zhu Jian increased the pressure angrily, pressing so hard that he couldn't help but dodge backwards, while pushing and shoving, his voice suddenly became a little lower for no reason, He seemed to sigh and said, "I've felt it since you lowered your head... This scene is so familiar, it seems to have happened before."

Hearing this, Yao Lian suddenly raised his head to meet the narrowed eyes of Shang Zhujian, his tone was unknowingly excited, "You... what do you remember?"

"Never." Zhu Jian replied without hesitation. He pressed the pads of his thumb and index finger together and rubbed them gently back and forth several times, as if he was reminiscing about the touch just now. As expected, Zhu Jian was on his body in a second. Qing approached Yaoniang, licked the corner of his lips with the tip of his tongue and said with a wicked smile: "Come here again and let me touch the corner, maybe I will remember it all of a sudden?"

"..." Yao Lian frowned, and heard Zhu Jian's brazen words: "Master likes your horns, you take the initiative to come over to make him happy, and I won't kill you for the time being... Maybe you will bring me back You escape."

Yao Lian didn't know where he learned the sword from. He claimed to be a ruffian, as if he was teasing a girl who hadn't left the court. He looked down at Zhujian's clothes, and as expected, only the inner jacket and an outer robe were left, with a loose collar. Draped, revealing a large collarbone, honestly speaking, it really has a romantic charm.

But Yao Lian couldn't bear the appearance of a sword, so he pushed aside Zhu Jian's outstretched hand with his index finger and said, "If you touched my horn before, it means that I had a dragon shape before amnesia, and I will let you You touch the corner, maybe the relationship between us was very good before?"

"..." Zhu Jian snorted softly, "Who knows if it's your horn that touched it, or maybe another dragon."

"That can also show that you left my body very early and became a separate sword spirit, and you also met another dragon on the way of traveling. There are only a handful of dragon monsters in the world. If you find him, there is a high probability that you can give me a sword spirit." We unravel a lot of doubts."

Yao Lian focused his eyes on analysis solemnly, but the bamboo that was facing him did not know where to let his thoughts fly. While speaking, Yao Lian's jaw was suddenly opened by someone, and an overly white finger directly pierced his mouth. The two sharp teeth kept touching back and forth.

"..." Yao Niang exerted all his strength to suppress the evil fire in his chest. He suddenly hated the chains on his wrists that imprisoned mana, so much that he bit down on Zhu Jian's troublesome index finger.

Zhu Jian was not annoyed either, he raised his lips and withdrew his bleeding hand, "The pointed teeth are also fun, I want to pull them out and make them into chains and hang them on my hands."

Seeing that this man finished thinking about the dragon horn and started thinking about the dragon tooth again, Yao Lian looked worried and said: "Since you don't want to touch me right now, then help me go to the doctor's office to get some plaster for reducing swelling and itching. The dragon horn is itchy. I can't sleep all night."

"Huh?" Because Yao Niang's tone of order was too natural, Zhu Jian was speechless for a while, he walked around the room for half a circle, and then said angrily: "How dare you ask me to do something for you ?”

Yao Lian carefully removed the wooden pole that opened the window, closed the only gap that allowed the air to pass through, and then turned around and said, "Aren't you very capable? Dare to act wildly in front of the head... Also, you Since I can wear clothes and transform into form, I'm giving away the sword tassel for nothing, if you don't want to fetch the medicine for me, then return the jade huang to me."

"Who cares about your tattered tassels?" Zhu Jian sneered, "Tell me, where is the medical center, what does your anti-itch ointment look like, and what bottle is it in? The reason for going back is that there is absolutely no possibility of spitting out what is in my mouth, if you ask me for some jade ears again, see if I don't beat you to death."

"..." Yao Niang was really defeated by him, he shook his head dumbfoundedly, "Forget it, there are disciples arresting you outside, and there are many organ formations in the medical hall, in case you break inside Yes, that’s really worth the candle.”

"It's just you Junhudao mud-legged people?" Zhu Jian curled his lips disdainfully, "Except for you, the head and the man next to her who can't beat her, the rest are not my opponents, including the head's Taoist companion .”

"Uncle Chen Shuo's accomplishments are not in swordsmanship, but in forging."

"Besides, I can still run if I can't beat it. I personally tested it in the Chonghua Hall before, and the headmaster was helpless with my body." Zhu Jian boasted that he was really eloquent, and dared to spray everything on his nose and face, "Finally The most important thing is that the head is not on the island now, she took several disciples out of the island yesterday - what is she going out for? Do you know when she will come back?"

"Leaving the island?" Yao Yao pinched his fingers and counted the time, "...Yesterday was the beginning of winter, and the master probably went to the village on the edge of the island to give winter clothes and food to the villagers who were flooded this summer."

"You Junhu Island is in charge of this?"

"...For some years, the divine beast Kun was too playful and was created unintentionally. The ancestor was afraid that he would be blamed by the heavens, so he sent his uncle Chen Shuo to help the people in person. Over time, it became a habit over the years. Later, the uncle was in poor health and often Retreat and recuperate, Master will do this kindness for him."

"Who wants to know the history of your sect?" Zhu Jian clearly listened with gusto, and when Yao Lian finished speaking, he began to find fault again, "Just tell me how many days it will be before your master returns to the island, can you?"

Yao Lian pointed out five fingers, "In previous years, it was five days, and it should not change this year."

"Good." Zhu Jian flexed his index finger and tapped on the bronze mirror stand, "I'll go get you medicine right away, and then I'll kill the disciple on duty outside the gate and take you out of the island. You imprison me in the snowy mountain cave, and together we will look for clues about what happened five years ago."

As he spoke, he couldn't help but grabbed the dragon's horn on the top of Yao Niang's head, rubbed it nonstop, and scratched the root of the horn with his nails a few millimeters above the skin, "I really can't say no to this horn. The familiarity that came out, I...I must know what happened before."

Yao Lian's obsession with restoring memory is because he wants to know who beat him so badly, but Zhu Jian suddenly cares so much about memory because of his pair of dragon horns? ?

He has read a lot of miscellaneous books and stories about human beings, in which it was said that some people have some strange hobbies, such as being obsessed with hair, obsessed with siblings, etc., but Zhujian's horn fetish is really unheard of for him.

Zhujian seemed to feel that he had paid a lot for the decision to take Yaoyao out of the island, regardless of previous suspicions, repaying grievances with virtue, and saving Yaoyao from the fire and water, and he was sorry for himself for not making any demands, so he said: "When you get better , I want your pair of dragon horns."

"...cut off An's own head?" Yao Lian felt uncomfortable all over his body, his scalp was itchy and painful, "Since you have decided to go to the medical center, go there as soon as possible and come back earlier, the terrain on Junhu Island is complex and the personnel There are so many, we need to plan well, and it is best to leave tomorrow night after being fully prepared."

Two years ago, the injuries on Yao Lian's body had healed, and at that time he had already had the idea of ​​leaving the island and returning to his old place, but the head of Guanyue had always disagreed, and she was always afraid when she thought of Yao Lian's appearance with only one breath left.

At that time, she just happened to be invited by other sects to go on a trip and passed by there. It was a coincidence among coincidences and a blessing among misfortunes that she was rescued.She always thought that if she had made a mistake at that time, wouldn't she have lost her great apprentice forever.

Because of Master's dissuasion, the travel time can only be postponed again and again. The delay has caused him to show the shape of a monster now, imprisoned in the Cicada Music Hall with his magic power imprisoned, and the day when he will leave the hall is nowhere in sight. I don't know if if I continue to wait, what I'm waiting for will be a grievance, or a magic trick.

Tian Yao has already prepared himself to be a dragon demon these days.If he was a treacherous and evil monster before, killing people like hemp, committing crimes, and even taking the body of an upright disciple to continue his sinful life when he was about to die, now he is willing to pay any price, including life, for repayment.

——But the premise is that Yao Niang must know what happened before he lost his memory, and he is absolutely unwilling to die without knowing anything.

Zhujian did what he said, and he was as silent as when he came, but suddenly disappeared from Yao Niang's eyes, and the color of the transformed sword energy became more and more transparent, and he couldn't find it unless he looked carefully.

"I'm leaving. What if I can't find the small blue-glazed lotus vase you mentioned?" Zhu Jian's voice came from the air. Looking for the doctor to grab the medicine, Yao Lian casually said: "Then you take all the porcelain vases in the medical hall, and the jade huang can hold them."

"..." Zhu Jian was silent for a long time, and muttered in a low voice: "Could it be that we were really good friends before?" After speaking, he said to himself that the illusions are all illusions, and quickly walked out of the house through the wall .

Yao Lian didn't know where his words had stimulated this insane little broken sword. He thought that escaping from the island privately would not be the best strategy.

He thought that the head of Guanyue would definitely come to see him at the Cicada Hall when he came back, and he could discuss it with his master at that time, send someone to monitor him, or bring him some magic tools for control, as long as he agrees It is enough to allow him to leave the island to search for the cause of amnesia. Master is not a pedantic person, as long as he talks, it may make sense.

It's just that Zhujian's consent must be obtained first for this choice, and Yao Niang feels that this may be more difficult than getting the master to accept it.

The dragon's horns began to itch again, and Yao Lian had to stop thinking and endure the pain. At this moment, a dazzling white light suddenly came in through the gap in the window, and the white light instantly changed into a man with black hair and black eyes. Zhujian appeared in the house in a neat five-fold garment, when he saw Yaoniang, he immediately stretched out his hand and said, "Master Yaoniang, I'm here to rescue you!"

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Yao Lian: ... are you cheating on ghosts?

Tell everyone a bad news - tomorrow Monday!No change tomorrow!See you the day after tomorrow!You must wait for me the day after tomorrow, little cuties!

The day after tomorrow is an action scene, no, there is no intense action, probably the senior brother was unilaterally beaten (poor senior brother 55555