What did I do before I lost my memory?

Junhu Island is not an isolated island. It is composed of a huge main island and countless small islands surrounding it.

The island belonging to Yaoniang is one of them, probably due to the laziness of the owner, it has no name and no surname. Compared with the islands chosen by other juniors and sisters, it is not big. Except for himself and Master Wanyue, there are no other islands on weekdays. No third person set foot here.

Although many juniors and juniors adore this handsome senior and want to get close to him, first, they dare not get close to Yao Yao easily, for fear of desecrating the noble and unattainable senior; second, they are too weak to find him. Going to Yao Lian's mansion, there is no way to desecrate it at all.

Yao Qian is already the best among the new batch of juniors and sisters, otherwise the head of the sect would not have specially asked Yao Niang to bring people out of the island to gain knowledge, even so, Yao Qian, who has just grown up, is no match for Yao Niang's finger .Therefore, compared to the third senior brother who is warm and gentle, whose doorsteps are almost flattened, and the fourth senior sister who is gentle and easy-going, Yao Lian's place is rare and peaceful.

Sensing the master's aura, the white tiger guarding the gate of the house raised its head and yawned. It rolled its eyes following a smudge of blue in the air, and locked the figure firmly in its amber-like animal pupils. inside.Yao Lian retracted his sword and landed on the ground, putting the sword into its sheath while touching the fairy pet who came to welcome him. The big fluffy head felt comfortable in the hand, completely eliminating the last trace of Yao Lian's resentment.

Although Yaozheng, who was fighting with him for the sword, was stunned, but the white sword fell into the opponent's hand after all, Yaoniang was more or less worried.

However, he still hasn't figured out what's different about that white sword that makes him care so much.The white tiger rubbed Yao Niang's thigh coquettishly, howled twice, and jumped into its exclusive pool.

Yao Lian didn't care that the underage white tiger didn't look like the future king of beasts at all. He took off his formal school uniform which was not suitable for large movements, and practiced swordsmanship for two hours in the narrow-sleeved underwear, and went to the pool again. Ting sits in meditation for an hour, until the sunset slowly opens his eyes, and walks to the bedroom along the sky full of stars.

The lamps and candles on both sides of the gravel path ignited silently and spontaneously, with a flame of ten meters, stretching forward.Everything is the same as usual, without a trace of abnormality.Until he opened the door and stepped over the threshold, Yao Lian didn't feel anything wrong, but at this moment, he suddenly saw a white long sword lying on the desk facing the door.

It was the sword taken away by Yaozheng in Yunsheng Pavilion.

In an instant, Yao Lian shattered the saber out of its sheath vigilantly, and the long sword with a pitch-black blade made a clanking sound and was held tightly in his right hand.

First of all, no matter who has the ability to steal the white sword from Yaozheng's storage bag - there is no possibility that Yaozheng's conscience will find out and give it to him, unless there is red rain in the sky.

The key is that the entire island is covered with enchantment formations, no matter who is approaching, Yao Li will be aware of it immediately, not to mention that there is a white tiger fairy beast with a keen sense of smell on the island, who can tell Yao Li and The white tiger came in and out of the island at will without knowing anything?

What is the purpose of coming?Is it just to leave this white sword in his mansion?

In the blink of an eye, Yao Lian had already sensed the enchantment formation around the bedroom with his spiritual sense, and there was no trace of damage or forcible entry, as if the white sword had appeared on his desk out of thin air.

Is it the master?But Master Wanyue didn't know about Bai Jian's existence at all, and even if she did, she didn't need to hide her whereabouts so deliberately.The more Yao Lian thought about it, the more weird he felt. He maintained his attacking posture and slowly approached Baijian, but his spiritual consciousness had already spread out to cover the entire mansion, but he still found nothing.

Yao Lian lowered his eyes and set his sights on the white sword again. The elegant sword body was clean, simple and generous, and the flickering candlelight painted it with a layer of fuzzy gold borders. Quietly returned to silence.Yao Lian stared at it with his whole body motionless. After a long time, a long and distant roar of a tiger suddenly came from outside the window. Following the sound, he put away the Broken Sky Sword, stretched out his left hand to hold the white hilt, and pulled out a sword flower.

The second time, Yao Niang confirmed that it was just a useless sword with no spiritual power, no evil spirit, not sharp enough, and not gorgeous enough.

It was so strange, Yao Lian threw the robe that he took off on his elbow to the rattan chair, and after observing the white sword carefully for a while, he shook his head helplessly, put the sword back to its original position on the desk, and imprisoned him by the way. Law.

He really couldn't figure it out, and he couldn't open his mouth to ask how you got this sword, so Yao Lian simply put the white sword behind him first, and chose to take a bath to relax his body.The running water in the bathing pool exudes curling heat all the year round. Yao Lian stripped off the layers of blue and white clothes on his body as he walked, and finally took off his clothes before stepping barefoot into the warm pool water.

The water in the pool covered the collarbone and shoulders, and the gentle current washed the skin little by little. After the bigu, Yao Lian no longer needed to clean his body, and bathing was purely his preference.The jet-black hair was floating on the water, he raised his hand to coil up his long hair, and then leaned against the smooth pool wall to reach for the hair ribbon that he had just taken off. After rubbing twice, his fingertips touched a cold object.

In an instant, Yao Lian called Su Kong who was leaning on the side of the stone brick, turned around and pointed at the white sword that appeared behind him inexplicably.

Steaming water drops fell from Yao Niang's body with the sound of running water, and amidst the murderous aura that was about to come out, Bai Jian lay on the ground as usual, motionless, as if it was really an ordinary sword.

"Reveal!" Yao Lian was really angry, pretending to be a ghost to make him happy, even taking a bath would not make people feel safe.

Of course, Bai Jian would not give him any reaction, it stayed quietly on the ground separated from the pool, pretending to be well-behaved.With a cold face, Yao put on his underwear, put on his underwear, stepped on the scabbard of the white sword, and pressed against the hilt of the sword, "I'll give you one last chance."

"Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude." Said, Yao Niang mercilessly submerged the tip of the sword into the white jade hilt wrapped with cloth rope.

"..."

After standing still for about a cup of tea, Yao Lian felt that his way of threatening a sword was a bit stupid. If there were other people who really made pranks behind him, he would have laughed out loud.

He sighed, let Sukong fly back into his scabbard, bent down and picked up the white sword on the ground, the white jade sword hilt was poked out by Sukong, and there was a flaw in the complete jade, looking at it It's a pity.

Yao Lian gently caressed the pulp of his thumb, unbelievingly took out the moon-white cloak from the closet, put it on and walked out the door quickly.As soon as one came into contact with the cold wind outside the house, the white tiger came out of the woods excitedly, smelling the breath of its master, and within a few breaths, a pair of pupils that glowed in the dark had already approached Yaoniang, turning around happily .

"Smell it." Yao Yao squatted down in front of the white tiger, and then handed the white sword under the moist pink triangular nose of the white tiger.

The white tiger sniffed it inexplicably, and didn't think it was something delicious, but seeing the owner holding it so persistently, it opened its mouth strangely and bit it with sharp teeth, and then stretched out its big barbed tongue to lick it carefully. .

"Aww." The white tiger flicked his mane boredly, and sat on the ground to lick his fur.

Yaonian squinted at the behavior of the white tiger, as he expected: he did not feel any hostility towards the sword, but it was closer than he imagined. Yaoniang thought that the white tiger would turn around and leave immediately after hearing it. Unexpectedly, the white tiger would lick and bite his fingers as usual when playing with his fingers.

Is it because of his breath?

But there should be the smell of Yaozheng on the sword. Baihu had his tail hair singed by Yaozheng when he was a child, and he has always hated Yaozheng to the extreme.

The experience of being forced to step out of the door to blow cold air in the middle of a shower can be depressing just by sounding it.Although Yaonian's physique is no longer hot or cold, but his mood will not be much better. A few seconds later, Yaoniang walked towards the pavilion in the pool, and the white tiger immediately followed behind him.

The full moon was reflected on the rippling water surface. Yao Lian just stood still in the pavilion, and then he threw the white sword into the cold water with a flick of his hand. Zhong turned sideways and rubbed Baihu's ears happily, his tone was indescribably gentle, "Go back."

If he finds the white sword appearing elusively again in the room, he will bury it in the deep pool in the back mountain to see how capable the sword is to get out.

The white tiger made a humming sound in its throat, it wagged its tail and ran to the front of Yaoniang, but suddenly turned around and howled behind Yaoniang.

The sound was not fierce, but rather curious.

The cold moonlight behind him was suddenly blocked at this moment, and Yao Yao's pupils shrank slightly. He was not like his big-hearted fairy pet who was still in an unknown state. Therefore, Yao Yao clearly felt the chilling killing intent accompanied by countless roads of cruelty. Li's sword energy pierced through the air and hit him directly on the back.

Usually, if someone with malicious intent towards him appears, the formations and barriers on and off the island should have made that person drink a pot, even if he can't resist, at least there should be some movement.

But until Yao Lian grasped the flying broken air and turned back to resist the sword energy one by one, the whole island was still calm, even the white tiger didn't make any movement, just buried its front paws in its chest hair and continued to rest.

Yao Lian didn't have time to think about what went wrong, another burst of sword qi was approaching, in addition to the ultimate move, there was a man who gritted his teeth and roared full of hatred——

"I am going to kill you!!!"

The roar was as loud as the tiger's roar, and countless frightened birds flew into the forest immediately.Yao Lian swung his sword to break all the moves, the comer was full of spiritual energy, but the moves were out of order, like a child with a hundred years of skill slashing around blindly.

He seized the gap, stepped decisively to draw the distance between the two of them, and then took advantage of his unpreparedness to attack the man's face with a sword.

The man's reaction speed was not slow, and it was only natural that Yao Niang's sword pierced through the air, but the real move of Master Junhudao must not lie in this. In the next moment, a fixing spell hit the man's chest, and the man let out a groan Moaning, the fierce blade and sword energy stopped abruptly as if entering a deep forest.

The victory or defeat was already known between breaths, Yao Niang exhaled softly, put the broken air back into the scabbard, he took two steps back, and wanted to take a good look at the man who suddenly appeared in front of him.

As soon as Fang raised his head, Yao Li met two black eyes that seemed to be on fire, the black pupils reflected Yao Li's face, and also reflected uncontrollable anger.

Wet black hair was stuck to his forehead, his two sword eyebrows were tightly frowned, and his white teeth were rattling. The key point was that there was a scar about an inch long on the man's cheek, which was obviously caused by a sharp blade, and blood was still oozing out.

Further down is the white and tender skin of a baby, which can be seen from head to toe. Yao Lian already has a fair complexion, and the person in front of him is actually a little fairer than him. Under the moonlight, it is almost pale and transparent, and the blood vessels and veins on the epidermis are clear. Visible, slightly sick.

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Although he is a cultivator, I won't write in the foundation building and transformation of the golden pill, because the focus of the writing is not on cultivation, and it is also a matter of making up words.

The first few chapters should be revised and revised these days, except for 23 o'clock, don't believe what is updated.