Forced to become a fake Taoist companion who loses his memory

Yan Jingqiu's eyes moved down a bit, and he saw Bai Chunsheng's ashesy, pitiful appearance, huddled in pain, but his expression still didn't change much.

Bai Chunsheng held his head up stubbornly, the Baifeng in Yan Jingqiu's hands was still as proud as when he first saw him, Yan Jingqiu looked at him indifferently: "You are—"

Before Yan Jingqiu could say another word, Bai Chunsheng shook his head, flapped his wings, and woke up suddenly from his dream.

The sight is the shaking cabin.

Thinking of the nightmare of being caught by Yan Jingqiu just like a memory replay, Bai Chunsheng couldn't help shaking his hair.

The wound on Bai Chunsheng's body had not been treated, and he could feel a burst of severe pain as soon as he woke up.His condition is a bit worse. The monster's physique is by no means an ordinary monk, and Bai Chunsheng is one of the best among them. However, the remaining poison is still unclear, but the wound is slowly and forcibly healed because of the monster's strong physique. Now the wound is no longer bleeding.

This is not a good thing, because the residual poison has not been cleaned up. If it accumulates in the body and accumulates over time, it will become an incurable dark wound.The aftermath of burning blood has not been resolved, and Bai Chunsheng's cultivation at the Dao stage has been suppressed to the middle stage of transformation.If it is not resolved, I am afraid that his cultivation base will continue to drop.

"woke up?"

Bai Chunsheng followed the sound and looked towards another corner of the cabin, where Yan Yi was sitting upright.A crooked table was placed in front of him, and several exquisitely crafted storage bags were placed on the table. The storage bag in the middle was embroidered with a silver dragon pattern. Bai Chunsheng recognized at a glance that this thing should be It belongs to Shen Yuying.

I'm afraid he was killed by Yan Jingqiu.

Yan Yi asked, "Do you know me?"

Bai Chunsheng was silent for a moment, he broke away from the trance of the dream, and suddenly realized two things that he was still alive and Yan Jingqiu was still alive.While coughing, Bai Chunsheng transformed into a human figure, transformed into a gorgeous and beautiful woman. He supported the edge of the bed and said with hatred, "Naturally!"

"Yan Jingqiu, I recognize you even after you turned into ashes!"

Yan Yi raised his eyebrows and said: "You are an interesting person. Everyone I have met thought that I was either the son of Yan Jingqiu or a member of the Yan family of the middle-level swordsmanship family. You are good, just kill me I recognized it as Yan Jingqiu."

He didn't deny it, nor did he admit that he was Yan Jingqiu, he only asked: "You know Yan Jingqiu, what's your relationship with him?"

"You..." Bai Chunsheng was about to ask Yan Jingqiu why he was going crazy.

But almost immediately, Bai Chunsheng came to his senses.The Yan family was in a precarious time, and Yan Jingqiu was still swimming here. If there hadn't been an accident, how could the Yan family have announced the news of Yan Jingqiu's death.

That means something really happened to Yan Jingqiu, but Yan Jingqiu survived.

Is it

Bai Chunsheng asked tentatively, "Have you lost your memory?"

Yan Yi didn't speak, just looked up at him.

"No way." Bai Chunsheng said no way, laughing so hard that he couldn't close his mouth.

Bai Chunsheng pointed to himself and asked, "Then do you still remember me?"

Yan Yi shook his head: "I don't remember.

Bai Chunsheng wanted to laugh again, good guy, it turns out that Yan Jingqiu's current situation is not optimistic.

Before he could really laugh out loud, he suddenly felt murderous intent everywhere, and Bai Chunsheng's hairs all over his body exploded.

Bai Chunsheng saw that Yan Yi's appearance did not seem to be fake, and suspected that Yan Jingqiu had something wrong in the realm of life and death, and lost his memory.He was afraid that he would slip up, so he quickly shook his head: "No, I know Yan Jingqiu, and I know you too."

He was afraid that if Yan Yi knew that he was Yan Jingqiu and returned to Yan's house, he would find out that he was his enemy.It's Bai Chunsheng's bad luck, he got Luoyan's hands, so he can't be skinned alive.

Bai Chunsheng said: "I haven't seen you for a long time. You and Sword Master look somewhat similar. I always mistook you before. I only recognized you when you spoke."

Yan Yi didn't follow Bai Chunsheng's topic, but asked with a half-smile, "Where did you get the silver ring on your foot?"

Yan Yi's smile grew stronger.

Bai Chunsheng was coerced by his killing intent, and he thought that Yan Jingqiu would be an unreasonable lunatic even if he lost his memory, and it would be unreasonable to reason with him.He restrained his smile: "Are you going to turn your face and deny it? It's obvious that you forced it on me."

Bai Chunsheng lifted the bottom of his trousers, revealing his slender ankles that seemed a little weak. When he got closer, he realized that it should be a silver bracelet with a piece of fine jade inlaid on it.Bai Chunsheng asked: "This should belong to you. Is it possible that someone could steal your things from your hands without your consent?"

"What's more, if I really took your things, no matter whether you still have memory or not, I will definitely panic and tremble when I see you. But you see that I have been half timid since I woke up?"

Yan Yi felt that what Bai Chunsheng said made some sense, he was taken aback for a moment, and then carefully looked at Bai Chunsheng's face.

For a long time, he seemed to be thinking about something very tangled.

Bai Chunsheng won't know, but Yan Yi is remembering.That day, he woke up from the Everlasting Regret River in the sea of ​​clouds small world with no memory at all.Yan Yi's mind was empty, only two sentences left by his former self.

It was two sentences, but Yan Yi knew that he should have left two sentences for himself, but for some reason, he could only remember the first sentence: "Don't make the same mistakes again."

He sat by the river concentrating for a long time before he vaguely remembered that his surname might be "Yan" and he should be a swordsman.

Since he was a sword repairman, where did his sword go?

— was stolen.

Yan Yi thought so at the time.

But now it seems not, Yan Yi's eyes shifted from Bai Chunsheng's pretty face to his ankle that was still exposed, a delicate silver bracelet hung loosely on his ankle.It seemed that it could be easily removed, but Yan Yi knew that without his permission, Bai Chunsheng would never be able to remove it by himself.

A cold light flashed quietly from the silver bracelet.

Because it wasn't actually a silver bracelet, it was his missing sword.

It doesn't look like it, but it was soaked with his painstaking efforts, Yan Yi can perceive its existence in the sea of ​​consciousness, this is the instinct of a sword repairer.It was also because of this reason that Bai Chunsheng was able to stay in the small world of the sea of ​​clouds and move in and out freely.Yan knew about him early on, but he cut down Yuwen's family's Spring and Autumn Sacred Tree, and was backlashed by the Sacred Tree, so he was not as calm as he appeared on the surface.

He didn't have time to take care of this little thief, so in order to avoid complications, he had no choice but to avoid Bai Chunsheng.

As soon as Yan recovered, the first thing she did was to find Bai Chunsheng.

It was not a simple coincidence that he appeared in Zhanbi River, he just knew that Bai Chunsheng was fleeing in this direction, so he purposely waited there.

But there is some truth to what Bai Chunsheng said.

It's pointless to steal the sword from him, Yan Yi is arrogant to the point of frivolity, no one else can subdue his sword except him.

It could only be something he did on his own.

But why did he polish his sword into a silver bracelet before giving it to...

Yan sneaked a glance at Bai Chunsheng again and again, thinking depressingly, why would he give the sword to this demon cultivator?

And put it on your feet.

As if afraid that he would run away.

Impossible

Yan Yi couldn't help doubting: Could it be that I was mentally ill before.

Cured now?