Quick Travel: Please hold on to the villain Black Moonlight script

Mingxu tilted his head slightly, as if he was shocked by his words, "Looking for me?"

Zhao Xuan, "..." This familiar scene, could it be... that he lost his memory again?

That's not the case, can something like amnesia still cycle back and forth?

"Yes, I'm here to find you." Zhao Xuan continued to answer tentatively.

Mingxu's slightly cold eyes looked at Zhao Xuan carefully, from head to toe, looking very carefully.

Zhao Xuan had not been looked at like this by Mingxu for a long time, and his expression was slightly uncomfortable, "What's wrong?"

"Why are you dressed as a man?" Mingxu paused, and looked at Zhao Xuan with a slow-tempered look, but there was no unfamiliar look in his eyes. He continued, "The seven-shaped petals on your forehead contain demonic energy. You...are a demon." people?"

Zhao Xuan, "???" Fuck, are you clearing all the memories from the period of amnesia?

Then wouldn't all his previous efforts be in vain?

How is this different from climbing a mountain to the halfway point, falling to the bottom of the mountain, and starting over?

"...Your memory is damaged?" he probed.

"Well, it seems to be."

"Then, what do you remember?" Zhao Xuan couldn't figure out what the other party remembered, so he could only continue to test.

"I heard from my senior brothers before that you are my Taoist companion?" Mingxu tilted his head, his expression showing some confusion and cuteness, "But there is no impression in my memory."

Based on his understanding of himself, how could he become a Taoist couple with his disciple if it weren't for special circumstances?

Zhao Xuan, "..." I remember that he is from the Demon Clan, but I don't remember anything else. Isn't this a new pass?

Fuck, the world wants to kill him, right?

The first thing Zhao Xuan thought of was to sneak away first as a courtesy.

After all, this is Mingxu's territory. When he first entered this world, the original owner stabbed Mingxu with a sword. He didn't remember whether the other party remembered this.

But regardless of whether you remember it or not, running quickly at this time and finding a place to think calmly is the best policy.

"Since you haven't recovered your memory yet, I'll take a step forward and come back to you when you recover!"

Zhao Xuan turned around quickly and wanted to run away.

But he didn't expect Mingxu to move faster. He moved his fingers and a golden thread quickly trapped him.

Zhao Xuan, "???"

Friends, you don’t play like this, do you?

He never expected that Mingxu would make a sudden move, so he was suddenly restrained and fell to the ground, facing the window wall, his eyes widened as big as a bell.

"Since you're here, let's stay for now!" Mingxu put on his robe nonchalantly, tied up his belt, and walked forward gracefully.

Zhao Xuan had a very bad feeling, especially when he heard Mingxu getting closer and closer. That leisurely and slow pace seemed to be silently condemning him to death.

Mingxu raised his chin slightly, picked up Zhao Xuan who had fallen on the ground, and stood in front of him.

Facing Mingxu's pale handsome face, Zhao Xuan was stunned for a moment, and then smiled.

He quickly said, "I can explain it well about the demonic energy. This matter is really not my fault. Master, can you untie this rope lock for me first?"

Um...

No matter how shameless Zhao Xuan was, he was aware of the danger, so he decided not to call him brother at this time.

Master should be the correct name for... at this time. Can Mingxu calm down...

He still wasn't sure.

Mingxu said slowly, "Say, I tied you up, but I didn't seal your mouth."

The implication is not to let go.

Zhao Xuan, "..."

Could this be the legendary dog ​​that bites but doesn't bark?

Mingxu usually has a good temper, speaks slowly and leisurely, and loses his temper easily.

Who would have known that Zhan Zhan would be so scary when his temper comes up now, and you can't tell what the emotions hidden in his eyes are?

Zhao Xuan, who couldn't figure out Mingxu's tricks, could only keep smiling for the time being and quietly tried to break free from the golden thread.

But this rope seemed to be a little more troublesome than he thought. The more he tried to break free, the tighter the rope shrank, like a tight spell on Sun Wukong's head. It was very troublesome.

"Tell me, didn't you say you wanted to explain?" Mingxu didn't know whether he noticed it or not, so he reminded Zhao Xuan again.

Zhao Xuan cleared his throat. He was wearing men's clothing, and with the voice that made Mingxu doubt his life before, it seemed that all the unreasonable things had a smooth answer.

"I don't know where this demonic energy comes from. This disciple is dedicated to the Tao and devotes himself to cultivation. Maybe someone has plotted against him." He planned to throw the blame away, but he also didn't intend to find someone to take the blame. people.

Anyway, it’s just a matter of crying out for injustice and denying it after being beaten to death.

With Mingxu's temperament, he would definitely not wrongly accuse others. Although Zhao Xuan's behavior was called "a thief shouting to catch a thief", at least it delayed time.

Mingxu's light brown eyes stared at him unblinkingly, as if to say, keep talking, how many more lies can you make up?

The only person in the entire sect who saw the demonic aura in Zhao Xuan was Mingxu, and he would never wrongfully accuse someone casually.

His silent gesture of not being able to tell the difference between good and bad attitude made Zhao Xuan more and more nervous.

At this moment, Mingxu suddenly raised his lips and smiled a little thinly, "You only need to explain one thing to me. Why do I feel that you have not explained many things clearly to me?"

Zhao Xuan's heart suddenly thumped, and something bad flashed through his mind.

"...If you think there is anything else that needs my explanation, tell me, and I promise to explain it clearly!"

He planned to continue pretending to be dead until Mingxu didn't expose it directly.

The curve of the corners of Mingxu's lips became wider and wider, as if he had already guessed Zhao Xuanhui's reaction, so he said slowly, "I think..."

"The sword that stabbed me on Qiao Ming Peak later took advantage of my memory loss and lied that she was my wife, and then lied that you and I were kicked out by the sect..."

Every item he counted seemed to be counting Zhao Xuan's crimes. Zhao Xuan's mouth became stiffer as he counted, "And I usually call you... Xuanxuan? For example, you said I like you to call me brother?"

Zhao Xuan felt a chill on the back of his neck, especially when Mingxu was counting and circling him, "???" He had learned the lesson badly! !

Mingxu is really bad at learning!How could he have tricked people like this before?

He plays the trick of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger very well, and he can do it better than himself...

"Don't you remember everything?" It was the first time that Zhao Xuan was tricked so deeply.

The contrast between the opponent and Mingxu, who had been marked by him as a little white rabbit, really made him want to run away.

"Of course, if I don't remember..."

Mingxu's eyes were calm, and the cold smile on his lips was gone, "Wouldn't that mean we missed a lot of good shows?"

"For example, you are a man, and another example, my wife in name turns out to be the future Lord Demon Lord, the current Young Master of the Demon World?"

Zhao Xuan said with a dumbfounded face, "..."

Is it hard to get past the gimmick of calling me "Niangzi"?