after the villain's amnesia

The two looked at each other in blank dismay, looking at each other comically for a long time.

Tang Qile coughed, changed the subject stiffly, and said, "I see this coffin, but is it the one transported by Tianjibian just now?"

Xiandeng nodded, walked down the steps, and told Tang Qile about the cause and effect.Tang Qile breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this, and said, "I knew it, brother Xian, you are not that kind of person."

Xian Deng: "Just now you called me a pervert."

Tang Qile went with the flow and said: "Looking at your appearance, you have become too unusual. If you omit the front and back, you will become 'too'. Let's not talk about this, the blood stains on your body are not easy to deal with. I'm afraid, your clothes will be scrapped again. .”

While speaking, he turned sideways and looked at the face of the beauty in the coffin.He stretched out his hand, picked up a jade pendant on the beauty's waist, and wrote three words: Lan Xuehuai.

Tang Qile: "It seems that this is his name."

Xian Deng recited the name silently in his heart, and commented: It looks like a girl's name.

After looking at Lan Xuehuai's face for a while, he came to another evaluation: it looks like a girl's face.

Tang Qi said happily: "Brother Xian, what are you still doing in a daze. Hurry up and put this person back into the coffin, and then send it outside. The person who has changed his mind will come to pick it up. You and I should not go through this muddy water. "

Xian Deng's ears moved slightly, and made a gesture of silence.

Tang Qile looked at him in surprise, and after a while, he also came back to his senses.

The fierce fighting outside the alley did not know when it had ended, and now it was quiet. You don't need to look, you can guess by imagination, the street is empty.

Xian Deng made a mouth shape: I'll go and have a look.

He carefully avoided the hole made by the coffin, leaned against the wall, and looked out from the side slightly.

There are several corpses lying here and there in disorder on the street, some are intact, and some have been broken into several pieces.Judging by the clothes, those who died should all be people who were changed by fate.The masked people also suffered countless casualties, but there were still a few who rummaged through boxes and cabinets on the street, walking hurriedly, as if they were looking for something.

Xian Deng thought to himself: This coffin is probably what they are looking for.

Tang Qile asked from a distance: "What's the matter?"

Xian Deng: "The situation is not very good. The cultivator of Tianji Transformation died cleanly, and now there are all masked people outside. I see that they are not good people. If these people take away the coffin, the consequences will be disastrous."

Tang Qile said: "I hear there is something in your words."

Xian Deng rubbed his chin, and decided: "Let's take people with us. We don't need the coffin, so we can go faster."

Tang Qile hesitated again and again, looked at Xiandeng a few times, saw that he had made up his mind, and said, "Okay. That's fine."

Xian Deng lifted Lan Xuehuai up, and the two worked together to put him on Xian Deng's back.Xian Deng felt a weight on his body, and thought to himself: He is not very old, and he is very thin, unexpectedly he is quite heavy.

Tang Qile led the way: "Brother Xian. Let's take the path from here."

The two hid in Tibet, concealed their eyes and ears, and got into an inn.

Xian Deng was stunned for a moment, and said: "It's not appropriate. The inn is too conspicuous."

Tang Qile: "It doesn't matter. Brother Xian, you have heard a saying. The most dangerous place is always the safest place. Furthermore, the masked person must not be a member of the cultivation sect, a desperado, without a search warrant, categorically Don’t dare to search the inn. Don’t worry.”

The shop waiter greeted him, Tang Qile only reserved one room.

Xian Deng asked, "A room?"

Tang Qile stood up straight, flicked his sleeves, and signaled that he was poor and free, and his sleeves were clean: "I don't have enough money to live in two rooms. Do you understand what I mean?"

Xiandeng "lived under the fence", and felt a little guilty in his heart, thinking: A penny can't kill a hero.

He said: "Brother Tang's kindness, I will remember it in my heart. I will repay it twice in the future."

Tang Qile's heart trembled when he heard it, and said: "Farewell. Why do I hear you talking strangely. It looks like you are looking for revenge."

The waiter pushed open the door, Xian Deng placed Lan Xuehuai on his back on the bed.

Tang Qile said: "Brother Xian. You wait here for a while, and I will find a doctor for this little friend."

After he left, only Xian Deng and Lan Xuehuai were left in the room.

Xian Deng stood up, walked to Lan Xuehuai and sat down next to him. He picked up the other party's fairy sword from the bedside, weighed it in his hand for a moment, and praised in his heart: "It's a good sword."

Although he also has a first-class fairy sword on his body, it is still much inferior to Lan Xuehuai's one.Xiandeng touched two swords fondly, and there were two words engraved on the hilt: broken branches.It should be the name of the sword. Xian Deng was about to pull out the fairy sword and look at it for a while, but unexpectedly, the sound of the sword when it was unsheathed awakened Lan Xuehuai.

In a short time, Lan Xuehuai grabbed Xian Deng's neck again with lightning speed.

Lan Xuehuai grabbed the sword in his hand and pushed it upwards. The sharp white blade pressed against Xian Deng's neck. wait!"

Lan Xuehuai's face was as frosty as snow, and she looked at him suspiciously: "It's you again."

Xian Deng hurriedly said: "It's me, it's me, Xianjun can say, I rescued you from the coffin!"

When Lan Xuehuai heard this, her hands loosened slightly, but her whole body was still covered by Xian Deng, her legs pressed down hard on Xian Deng, making him unable to move under her body.

Xian Deng's eyeballs looked down tremblingly, seeing that the blade was far away from him, he gathered a wave of spiritual power in his hand, took advantage of the unpreparedness, and immediately fought back.After losing his memory, he was not very familiar with his own body, and he was not sure what his abilities were, so he used all his strength to deal with the man in front of him.For a moment, a very powerful spiritual force shook the whole room, the teacup on the table was the first to burst uncontrollably, Xian Deng was startled, but he didn't dare to have any gaps to distract his attention.

With a palm, Lan Xuehuai was pressed against him.

The two immediately fought on the bed.

Xian Deng felt that it was not enough, he did the same trick that Lan Xuehuai used to suppress him just now, pressing the opponent's legs under his own, Lan Xuehuai put the broken branch back into the sheath, blocked Xian Deng's offensive, and flexibly He switched hands and pulled out again.

Xian Deng hastily dismantled his move, and put his sword back into the scabbard. The two fought back and forth, and the broken branch of the fairy sword finally fell into Xian Deng's hands. Now his chances of winning increased by one point, and he drew his sword decisively Unsheathed, threatened: "Xiao Xianjun, you'd better not move!"

As soon as he said that, Lan Xuehuai did not move.

It's just that he doesn't move, it's really...too "moving".

It's not like he was so dull after listening to Xian Deng's words, but after seeing Xian Deng pull out his sword, his whole body was like being struck by five thunderbolts, his expression was angry and ashamed, his brows were tightened, as if he could kill an animal mosquito.

Xian Deng quickly glanced at the sword in his hand, and after confirming that Lan Xuehuai would not try to attack him again, he closed the sword and returned it to Zhao.

He thought to himself: No way, people can't touch it, and swords can't touch it, what kind of boudoir lady?

There was silence in the room for a while, at this moment, Tang Qile turned back with the doctor, opened the door and saw Xian Deng pressing on Lan Xuehuai, the two of them were in a strange posture on the bed, and their clothes were also messed up because of the fight.Xian Deng's legs were still pressing on him, as if he was plotting something wrong.

The medicine bag in Tang Qile's hand fell to the ground, and his face was pale. Thinking that Xian Deng had a criminal record, he pointed to Xian Deng and asked, "Brother Xian...you! What are you doing?!"

When Xian Deng saw Tang Qile, he was overjoyed, and quickly said: "Tang Qile, you came just in time, help me suppress him!"

Lan Xuehuai suddenly came back to her senses, bent her knees and pushed her up, Xian Deng hurriedly dodged sideways, only to hear a "clank", and the broken branch came out of its sheath again.

Tang Qile shouted: "Brother Xian, I can't help you if you do such a perverted thing!"

Xian Deng flipped over from the bed to the ground with a kite. Unexpectedly, he broke the branch and released the sword faster. Before Xian Deng landed on the ground, the sword passed between his legs. Opened, broke the branch into the ground, and poked a big hole in the fabric between his legs.

Tang Qile shouted: "Little Immortal, stay, stay... stay root!"

He picked up the medicine bag and hurriedly stood between the two of them.

When Lan Xuehuai heard Tang Qile's words, she felt even colder, and threatened, "I'll kill you too."

Tang Qile sweated: "Misunderstanding, there is definitely a misunderstanding. Little fairy, you were stopped and killed by gangsters while lying in a coffin, and it was this young master who rescued you."

Lan Xuehuai's expression was cold, her aura was cold, and she was very aloof. Looking at Tang Qile, Tang Qile felt a lot of pressure.

He bite the bullet and explained: "Just now, I went to find a doctor for you. Your old injury has not healed, and you have already vomited blood once. It is better not to stimulate your spiritual power at will."

Lan Xuehuai tilted her head slightly, looking at the doctor behind Tang Qile.The doctor's face turned pale, and when he saw Lan Xuehuai, he took a step back.

Xian Deng sat on the ground and tore the cloth that was blocked, stood up and said: "I told him just now that there was a misunderstanding, but he didn't believe it. He gave me a sword when he came together. If I don't fight back, it will be him now." The soul of the dead under the sword. Now you understand, my friend is the doctor who went to find you."

Lan Xuehuai relaxed her vigilance a little, pulled out her sword from the ground, folded her arms after putting it away, and asked, "Who are you?"

Tang Qile said: "I am playing Tang Qile. I am a monk who is about to go to Xiaoqing Dongtian to learn from my master. This is Xiandeng, a friend I made on the road. As for who he is... I don't know. It's just an acquaintance. Fate, Xiao Xianjun should sit down first and let the doctor take a look at your injuries."

The doctor put down the medicine box, Lan Xuehuai stopped insisting, sat on the other side of the idle light, and stretched out her hand.

After half a stick of incense, the doctor opened a pharmacy.At Tang Qile's insistence, the doctor also checked Xian Deng's wound.

Xian Deng's wounds were all traumatic injuries, he took off his coat, his head was criss-crossed, there were all kinds of knife wounds and sword wounds.

Lang Zhong couldn't help but exclaimed, and frowned, "I'm so lucky to be able to survive after being so injured."

Tang Qile said, "Look at these wounds, they seem to be wounded by immortal artifacts. Brother Xian, what did you do before?"

Xian Deng buttoned up his clothes, and said calmly: "Do you think I know it?"

After seeing the doctor, the doctor put away the medicine box, cupped his hands and said, "It's a total of one or two dollars."

Xian Deng acted as if he had never heard of it, he straightened his clothes and took another look at Lan Xuehuai.Lan Xuehuai closed her eyes and rested, ignoring anyone.

After Langzhong asked, he didn't get an answer, so he raised his head and said, "Immortals, one, two, two."

Tang Qile looked at Xian Deng, Xian Deng was horrified by the sight, his eyes slowly widened, and he pointed himself with his index finger: "Huh?"

Tang Qile nodded and said, "Brother Xian, all my money has been used to stay at the inn."

Langzhong felt something was wrong, his eyes fell on Xiandeng, his beard flicked, and he raised his voice: "Xianjun, don't you have money?!"

After listening to Xian Deng, he breathed a sigh of relief, and enthusiastically held Lang Zhong's hand: "I don't know how to speak yet, thanks to you for speaking."

He said sincerely: "Exactly!"

After a moment of silence.

"Reporter!"

After the doctor said harsh words, he lifted the medicine box and walked towards the door.

Tang Qile and Xiandeng stood up at the same time, one pulled his left arm and the other pulled his right arm, holding Lang Zhong back.

The doctor was startled: "What's the matter, is there any Wang Fa that won't let me report to the government if I don't pay?"

Tang Qile rubbed his nose and said with a smile: "There is no such thing, so let's talk about it."

Xiandeng said: "Don't worry, Langzhong, if you don't have money now, it doesn't mean you won't have money in the future. Otherwise, I'll give you a white note first."

The doctor said: "You have to pay IOUs for one or two yuan, which immortal cultivator is as poor as you?!"

What he said is not wrong, most of the cultivators are rich.Or come from a large sect with their own shops and real estate.Or casual cultivators in the Jianghu, exorcising evil spirits for ordinary people, can also receive a lot of money.

Poor Xiandeng had a big dream, woke up and left everything behind, let alone money.This Tang Qile is also a poor ghost, the master who can't get two coins in his pocket, it is the first time that he has cultivated into this appearance.

While looking at each other, there was a loud noise from downstairs.The three of them looked downstairs together, and their expressions changed.

The second wave of monks from Tianjibian has arrived in Xunyang City, and it seems that Lan Xuehuai is really important to them.

Lang Zhongxi said: "Okay, I really have a pillow when I want to sleep, and I bumped into the immortal king who has changed my mind. Today I will sue you and let the immortal king judge justice for me!"

Xian Deng thought in his heart: It's a trivial matter for him to tell the secret, but just now I rescued a person from that sect, and the person downstairs obviously came for Lan Xuehuai.If I don't save myself and run away, it's a pity that Lan Xuehuai will have to suffer a little bit if she is arrested.

Tang Qile looked at Xian Deng, probably waiting for his decision.

Xian Deng thought in his heart again: Zuo was just acquainted with each other once, I saved him and I saved him, abandoning him halfway was not a chivalrous act, I definitely can't do such a low-spirited thing, lest I ruin my reputation of benevolence and righteousness in the future.

He believed in his heart that he was a chivalrous casual cultivator, and he was so generous in his heart that he made up his mind to save Lan Xuehuai.

While the two of them were in a daze, the doctor broke free from Xiandeng's control, opened the door and shouted at the mysterious man: "Xianjun! Xianjun stay a step!"

A trace of ruthlessness flashed in Xian Deng's eyes, and he grabbed with his right hand, intending to intercept Lang Zhong who was running downstairs, who knows, just as he made a move, that domineering, powerful, uncontrollable spiritual power erupted in his palm again, The entire third floor of the inn was shaken and collapsed.

Before the collapse, Lan Xuehuai was the first to step on the sword in a cloud of dust, lifted the idle lamp that hadn't reacted yet, and turned out of the third floor.Tang Qile grabbed Langzhong, rolled on the spot, stepped on the fairy sword in embarrassment, and dragged Langzhong onto the sword.

Xian Deng came back to his senses, and was horrified: How can I have such spiritual power?

He opened his five fingers, looked at it forwards and backwards, and thought again: Could it be that I was a big shot before I lost my memory?

Tang Qile shouted: "Pay attention below, Tianji is chasing after me!"

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Xiandeng is still immersed in the state of "Wow brother is so awesome"...

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Although Lanmei looks like a 17-year-old face, his real age is already a mature 19-year-old man [is there any difference from 17?

Yes, you can do it legally... [Push Glasses

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When drawing the sword, Xiao Xian felt os: brother, this is drawing his sword, but not breaking his neck, why such a big reaction?

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I don’t know if Xiao Xian has heard of a sword called Ziqing Sword... Its function is similar to that of the Broken Branch Sword...

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ps: Don't stand in the wrong position and accept the attack, Lan Xuehuai is the attack! !Sassy Girl (crossed out) Little Beauty Gong~~