After losing my memory, I became a group pet

Yan Wuji hid his blood-stained hands behind his back and lowered his head in embarrassment. He had imagined the scene of reuniting with Sima Yao a thousand times, ten thousand times, but he never thought that their meeting would be Sima Yao Just in time to see him doing dirty things.

"Yao... Brother Yao, why are you here?"

How should he explain it?

But Sima Yao's reaction was beyond his expectation.

Without questioning or questioning, Sima Yao immediately led the surface stream water to Yan Wuji, and the stream water condensed into water balls and floated in the air?.Sima Yao grabbed Yan Wuji's hand, rinsed off the blood, and gently comforted him, "It's okay, Zhennu, don't be afraid." Then he gently hugged Yan Wuji, stretched out his hand and patted his back, " Don't be afraid."

Yan Wuji was moved, but also upset, "Brother Yao, what is your position? I killed someone, so don't you ask me?"

Sima Yao said seriously: "My position is yours, there is nothing to ask." He caught a glimpse of the bandits kneeling begging for mercy, and said softly, "Who are those people? Do you want to keep alive?"

Those bandits first saw the golden dragon flying, and then saw the stream suspended in the air. They were so frightened that they kowtowed for mercy.

"These are little mice, let them live."

Sima Yao nodded, "Okay." He walked up to a few bandits, threatened them, and then ordered them to carry the corpse? Work.

The military commander came with a group of people. When the bandits saw Sima Yao, who appeared out of thin air, they reined in one after another, and put their hands on the weapons. The calm military commander reached out to stop him.

Sima Yao took a step back, protecting Yan Wuji behind him, and said calmly, "Zhen Nu, who are they?"

"It's a bandit." After Yan Wuji finished speaking, he pressed Sima Yao's demonized hand, "It doesn't matter, they are not considered enemies."

Seeing Yan Wuji approaching, the military adviser sighed and said, "Brother Yan, even if you don't want to be the head of the village, you don't have to leave us all aside. The big boss has treated us well, and we want to avenge him. It's also sincerely sincere."

Yan Wuji stepped forward and said politely, "Sorry, I didn't think carefully."

The military master was used to the storm, smiled politely, then pointed at Sima Yao, "Brother Yan, this is..."

Yan Wuji said: "He is mine."

……

Sima Yao paused slightly.

Hearing this, the military adviser looked at Sima Yao again. This man was dressed in black and had a refined demeanor. Although he was a man, he had a very beautiful appearance. His eyes were undiminished under the moonlight, and they were very sharp.At first glance, it is not an ordinary character.But? Why did such a person appear? Now here, he was recruited by a rich young master who was severely beaten by the bottom?

Combined with the changes during the day in the cottage, the military commander was horrified and vaguely guessed Yan Qi's identity, but he didn't dare to say it directly, so he used the cunning of a scholar to mediate with Sima Yao.

Sima Yao hated this kind of temptation. In the past, he would definitely have a tough attitude, but now Yan Wuji didn't want to hurt the lives of these people.Then he put on a gentle face, and after a brief understanding of the situation, he played Tai Chi with the military division.

Seeing Sima Yao see the tricks, the military master verified his guess even more in his heart, and couldn't help being more respectful in his words, and smiled: "Brother Yan, you must be tired after running around all day, and you are more exposed. Let's first Let's go back to the cottage." After finishing speaking, he asked someone to bring two good horses.

Back in the cottage, the military division ordered people to clean the only wing room that was not burned down. Although it was not burned down, the room was located in a remote location, relatively humid, and the room area was pitifully small.

"There have been some accidents in the village, and this is the only wing room left, so I can only feel wronged that Brother Yan and Brother Sima squeezed together."

"It's okay." Sima Yao smiled and said, "It's pretty good."

Seeing that Sima Yao was very satisfied, the military adviser was a little puzzled. Although he couldn't figure out the reason?, he was relieved and asked someone to prepare meals and boil hot water for them.

After the outsider left, Yan Wuji lit a candle, clenched his fists on the table, flashed through his mind what happened that day, and closed his eyes as if in deep thought.

Sima wanted to walk up to him and lightly remove his belt, Yan Wuji jumped away like an electric shock all over his body, with a startled look on his face, "Don't do this, brother Yao, I... turn on the lamp, we will Can't we talk first?"

"What?" Sima Yao blushed and squeezed the handkerchief in his hand when he heard the words, "No, I...I smell blood on your body, it should be scratched somewhere, there is no condition to help you here Take a shower, I just want to wipe it off for you."

"Is that so..."

The two of them were speechless for a while, Yan Wuji took off his clothes, and there were bloody streaks on his back and chest, some new and some old.

The warm handkerchief in his hand gently wiped the wounds, large and small, some places were too damaged, and blood streaked out along Yan Wuji's pores.

Yan Wuji comforted: "It's okay, it's a small injury, it will be healed soon, if it's really impossible, I also have a secret magic weapon."

"Secret magic weapon?"

Yan Wuji pointed to the mushrooms on the windowsill, "I have them!"

The mushroom on the windowsill was motionless, Yan Wuji poked it, and whispered: "Don't pretend to be dead, say something quickly, this is my wife, you can't make me lose face in front of her."

But no matter what Yan Wuji said, whether it was mushrooms or flowers, he remained silent.

The scene was a bit awkward. After a moment of silence, Yan Wuji waved his hands helplessly, "They were able to talk just now."

Sima Yao pulled Yan Wuji to the side of the bed and sat down, rubbed his bleeding skin gently with his fingertips, Yan Wuji felt a little itchy, but those wounds with sha, after being touched by Sima Yao , disappeared without a trace.

"Brother Yao is really amazing."

Sima Yao hit Yan Wuji with a handkerchief, "Take off your shoes, I'll wash your feet for you, go to bed early."

"Oh."

Yan Wuji took off his shoes obediently, and Sima Yao brought a basin of hot water to wash Yan Wuji's feet.Yan Wuji's feet, which didn't even have any calluses before, are now full of broken skin and cracks. Sima Yao touched those wounds, his lips trembling, and with a light touch, those scars disappeared.

Yan Wuji said anxiously: "Oh no, I managed to grind it out? Calluses, you're gone, and I'm going to be worn out again when I walk in the mountains? Blisters will bleed, but it hurts."

Sima Yao raised his head, his eyes were completely red, Yan Wuji realized that he had said the wrong thing, and immediately coaxed: "It's okay? It's okay. Others have it too. In fact, it doesn't hurt that much. Ah Brother Yao, let me do a trick for you."

He knew that Sima Yao loved him dearly, and even saying a little more would make him feel uncomfortable, so he wanted to change the subject, and took out a dagger to cut his finger.

This really frightened Sima Yao!

Immediately, the dagger flew into the beam of the room, and Sima Yao nervously pinched Yan Wuji's shoulder, "Zhennu! What are you doing?"

"No, I... I just want to bleed some blood." Yan Wuji was used to being injured these days, and he didn't notice anything abnormal. He looked at the palm of his hand, "I also found out not long ago that I There's a way to make the fine dust in the air sparkle, it just takes a little blood."

Sima Yao hugged Yan Wuji, crying out of anxiety, "I don't want to see? What dust is shining, I want you to be well, Zhennu, promise me, never hurt yourself?, okay?"

"Okay, I promise you."

Yan Wuji swore a few more oaths in a row, Sima Yao felt relieved, went out with the basin in his hand and poured it out.

In the grass in the distance, the second general Hum Ha was squatting.

Huya was horrified: "Fox! Did you see? That Sima Yao is washing his feet!"

The fox soul flew away, "Look? Did you see it clearly!"

"Look?...See? It's clear..." The tiger demon nervously said, "Can I see it? Is it wrong!"

The fox narrowed his eyes, "Anyway, we are destined to be with the king. Now even Sima Yao listens to him, so he must be a more powerful monster. Let's follow him, that's right."

When Sima Yao heard the conversation between these two people, he felt inexplicable. When he entered the house, he drew a barrier, and no one could slip in even if the sky fell.

Yan Wuji was lying on the bed with Erlang's legs crossed. Sima Yao said something about the second general Hum Ha. Yan Wuji smiled and said: "I want to take them in, but I deceived them with half-baked gimmicks. It will be exposed, and I can't beat them, I always feel panic in my heart, let's forget it."

"Fool, what do you think about this, you can accept it if you want. With me here, they dare not do anything."

Yan Wuji thought in his heart: "Well? I can't always rely on you." He smiled and said, "Let me think about it again."

Sima Yao blew on the lamp, fell asleep next to him, kissed his forehead, "OK."

Yan Wuji took Sima Yao's hand and intertwined his fingers, "Brother Yao, I know you are good to me. There are some things that I dare to ask you only in the dead of night." He paused, As serious as possible, but without questioning: "You must tell me today, what is the origin of that big lizard that fought with you in Chang'an last time?"

"What's the matter?"

"I'm not sure if it's the same lizard, but... there's a good chance it's it."

Sima Yao spat out the letter, the fly ash from the fire in the cottage was still thick, "What happened?"

"Brother Yao, many things really happened during this time. Little Tongzi died trying to save me. I was wandering in the mountains, chased by ferocious beasts, narrow escaped several times, and was captured by bandits..."

Sima Yao knocked on Yan Wuji's chest, quietly listening to Yan Wuji tell the cause and effect of all this.

"That lizard, he killed my only friend. Brother Yao, what happened in the past? I don't remember much, but since I woke up, he was my only friend. But? He died like this, just like this In front of me." Yan Wuji's voice was choked with sobs, he squeezed Sima Yao's hand tightly, "I must avenge him. No matter what the origin of that lizard is, either it dies or I die."

"It must be him who died." Sima Yao recalled, "The monster I fought with was nothing special, it was the monster I met by chance when I was in the Undead Sea."

Yan Wuji frowned, "Is it really just acquaintance?"

"Yes, it's just an acquaintance."

"How long have you known each other?"

"I don't really remember." Sima Yao calculated in his head, "It's about three or four thousand years."

"what is his name?"

Sima Yao thought about it again, "Actually, I don't know his name, but because he is poisonous and a lizard, I keep calling him Venomous Lizard, but he seems to use this name outside."

Yan Wuji's heart skipped a beat, and a thought popped into his mind, "You gave him his name?" As soon as he finished speaking, the back of his neck suddenly hurt, and Yan Wuji gasped. In the cold air, he stretched out his hand to press the stamina scales, and Sima Yao said softly, "What's wrong?"

"I don't know, it suddenly hurts."

Sima Yao moved Yan Wuji's hand away and saw the gleaming inverse scales on the back of Yan Wuji's neck. In the spot of light? I found the trace of Yan Wuji.

But...how should he tell Yan Wuji?

"Is one of my scales flashing?" Seeing that Sima Yao was silent, Yan Wuji added, "Don't lie to me, I know I'm not human anymore."

Sima Yao faltered: "Zhen Nu... I'm sorry... it's Nilin that is flashing. Dragons, snakes, unicorns... all monsters with scales will have Nilin."

"I know, the little monsters on the mountain say that I am a dragon, they also say that I can fly, and that my blood has spiritual energy. It is all because of these that I... survived."

Sima Yao hugged Yan Wuji and whispered in his ear: "But? Your body? Half of mortal blood is in it. Dragons are gods, and mortal bodies cannot be offered."

"So you've been using spells to suppress me?" Yan Wuji was a little annoyed, "But you shouldn't have kept it from me, if you had told me earlier, I wouldn't have been stabbed through the waist by a wild boar and fell down the valley, bleeding all over the ground. ??Call the elves from the mountains and let them heal my wounds."

Sima Yao said softly, "Don't be angry..."

"I'm very angry, really very angry, unless you tell me honestly, what kind of holiday did that lizard have with you, and why did it show up in Chang'an at that time?"

Yan Wuji pretended to be angry and asked Sima Yaoquan to tell the truth, "He wanted me to go back to be the demon king, but I refused. Maybe it was because he was unwilling? He wanted to use you to blackmail me, and I was rejected by you. Repelled."

After Yan Wuji listened, the scales on the back of his neck suddenly felt a strange numbness, as if warning him, "You mean, he once wanted to do something to me?"

"Yes, I hate this kind of unreasonable. I clearly said clearly that I don't want to go back to be the demon king. He can find anyone to be the boss. It doesn't matter even if he is the boss. I will bless him." Sima Yao held Yan Wuji's hand, "But it doesn't matter. Zhen Nu, don't worry? I will definitely not let others hurt you."

The Ni Lin on the back of Yan Wuji's neck was strange again, "Brother Yao, so you always thought that because he wanted you to go back to be the Demon King, he fought you in Chang'an?"

"Otherwise... there is no other explanation, he has no reason to offend me."

"I heard from the elves that monsters cannibalize people and cultivate evilly. If you cultivate diligently, it will be faster."

Sima shook his head, "He's an evil cultivator in the first place. He is violent by nature and kills indiscriminately. He doesn't need an excuse to kill people."

The reverse scale on the back of the neck was about to explode. At that moment, Yan Wuji's pupils contracted, and he suddenly understood what was going on with this thing.With the development of his dragon blood ability, the habits of beasts became more and more obvious to him. Animals' perception of danger is far greater than that of humans.

And his reverse scale can expand his capture of danger.

"It turned out to be like this. Persuading you to be the demon king is really a good excuse, just like persuading people to make progress. It is an excuse that cannot be shirked. Even if you refuse ten thousand times, he can still raise it without any scruples." Just in case, because it's a good word for 'for your own good'." Yan Wuji pinched a lock of Sima Yao's hair in his hands, "Does it mean that every time he says that, you don't want to, except to say that you don't want to?" Other words."

Sima Yao nodded, "That's true, but I can understand him. Mu Qiang's mentality is normal. Everyone wants to be protected."

"So it's the perfect excuse to either tie you up or kill me."

Sima Yao's pupils contracted a bit, he was horrified, but also confused, "But? Why?"

The moonlight poured into the room through the gaps in the windows, and Sima Yao's green hair slanted, glamorous but not square.

Yan Wuji's heart jumped suddenly, and at that moment, he realized everything.

He knows why.