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

Zhongli held the umbrella in his hand and quickly dodged away. He turned back and forth on Qingtian's back twice in a row.

Qingtian had never really fought against Zhongli's umbrella, so he didn't take it seriously, but he didn't want every move he made to be easily blocked by this seemingly inconspicuous umbrella in Zhongli's hand.

But other than blocking it, the opponent made no further attacks.

Qingtian thought that Zhongli didn't dare to fight him. He sneered, thinking that he would not be fooled. It only took three things, and he would definitely chop off Zhongli's head the third time.

Unexpectedly, Zhongli appeared above his head for the third time. The umbrella in his hand turned into a sharp sword in an instant, and the blade pointed directly at Qingtian's head.

Qingtian didn't notice for a moment, and was forced to kneel down on one knee by the powerful pressure and divine power.

"Zhongli!"

"If you want to catch Zhao Xuan, you have to get through me first." Zhong Li smiled lightly, and his fighting posture was full of fairy spirit, but Qingtian couldn't resist every move.

Qingtian was annoyed by Zhongli's relaxed state and his indifferent tone.

"You are really arrogant as a monster, let's see if I don't beat you until you reveal your true form today!"

What he wants to wash away is not only the shame of today, but also the hatred of being ridiculed by the gods for so many years. He challenged Zhao Xuan three times, was kicked off the tribulation altar three times, and kicked into the mortal world.

"Really? Why do I think I have a greater chance of winning? The water in Naihe is pretty good. You can go down and wash it, and wash your mouth by the way, so as not to be so annoying!" Zhongli pointed his umbrella towards Qingtian, and continued He stabbed Qingtian in different places several times.

Qingtian felt vaguely that something was wrong, but he couldn't put it into words.

If Zhao Xuan were here, he would definitely tell him, you idiot, these are important meridians and bloodlines.

Even a god cannot be easily hit in these positions. After several times in a row, the God of War has to kneel down!

Zhong Li saw Qing Tian's face getting more and more ugly, and couldn't help but curled his lips. For thousands of years, he ran to the Hades Tower when he had time, saw Zhao Xuan studying, and took a look at him.

Well, it's actually not bad.

There was a Zhao Xuan before, and now there is a Zhongli.

Sure enough, monsters are just monsters, they are all the same, even if they have been gods for many years, they are all a group of evil spirits with evil intentions.

Qingtian thought with uncontrollable anger that when he returned to the heaven, he would file a serious complaint so that the Emperor would get rid of these two people.

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As for Zhao Xuan, who was shot down, he quickly entered the next world. This is a period novel.

At this time, Zhao Xuan... was still in a coma.

"Isn't Zhao Xuan suitable for this place?"

"The educated youth from the city is so troublesome. Send him back to the educated youth center first."

Some sounds appeared intermittently in his ears, and then Zhao Xuan fell into a deep sleep again. When he woke up again, he was in an earthen house with some potholes on the walls.

As for the bed he slept on, it was like a large bunk bed in the north, with several beds or a dozen beds pushed together against the wall.

"Are you awake?" Four male educated youths who were chatting nearby saw Zhao Xuan struggling to get up and hurriedly stepped forward to ask.

Zhao Xuan's eyes were confused for a moment, "Where is this? Who...are you?"

"???"

"No way, your brain is broken?

"Could Zhao Xuan be pretending like this just because he wants to return to the city?"

The eyes of several people communicated silently, and no one said anything, but a few people winked and looked shocked.

Zhao Xuan has no time to care about it for the time being, because all this is too strange.

In less than a minute, I took a rough look at the house.

The place is very poor and many people live in one house.

Well...too poor.

"Go to the captain quickly and ask him to help issue a certificate and ask a doctor to come and take a look at Zhao Xuan." The educated youths gossiped, but they still did not forget the business.

A male educated youth hurriedly ran back to find the production captain of his team. He was photographed on the front door of his home just after he fell asleep. The captain who told the news could only quickly put on his clothes and go to the educated youth point.

At this time, other male educated youths who were taking a bath at the educated youth spot also came back one after another. Among them, there was one male educated youth who was the most handsome among them, as if he stood out from the crowd.

Wearing the simplest white shirt, which had been worn for several years and the color had changed a bit, he was wearing loose military uniform trousers, a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, and walked in with a basin in his hand.

What impressed Zhao Xuan the most was the small tear mole. He forgot who had said that the tear mole under the corner of the eye was also commonly known as the beauty mole.

There were many people around Zhao Xuan, all saying their names and asking Zhao Xuan if he had any impressions.

Some educated youth noticed that Zhao Xuan's eyes stayed on the male educated youth wearing glasses for several seconds. He quickly pointed at the man and said, "Zhao Xuan, this is Su Hang, who lives in the same compound as you. Do you have any impression?"

Su Hang pushed up his glasses and put the things back in their place. He seemed not interested in Zhao Xuan's affairs.

Just looking at this reaction...

No one would have thought that the two of them were from the same place, both from the Capital Courtyard.

Zhao Xuan looked at it openly this time and shook his head, "I don't remember."

After hearing this, Su Hang finally turned around and glanced at Zhao Xuan.

The Zhao Xuan in his memory was a bit arrogant, but the other party was not deceitful.

Zhao Xuan's eyes at this time looked at everyone as equal... "Doubtful", as if asking silently, who are you?

Su Hang suddenly remembered how the other party had looked down on him for so many years. He had reorganized his family and followed his mother to join his stepfather's family.

Zhao Xuan has a good relationship with his stepbrother. Over the years, he has seen that his eyes are not eyes, and his nose is not a nose, so he has barely hit anyone.

Zhongli's soul, which was sleeping in Zhao Xuan's body, had to sleep for the time being because it was very painful to peel off the soul.

Zhao Xuan's memory is gone, but his keen analytical skills are still there. In a strange environment, he has lost his memory. At this time, all he can do is shut up and observe the surrounding environment.

The team leader came over and asked Zhao Xuan many questions, and found that the other party was not pretending, so he could only quickly issue a certificate and invite the doctor in the team.

The doctor came to check and found that there was no injury and there was nothing wrong with the brain.

He could only say that the brain nerves might have been damaged, and the best way was to send him to a hospital in the city for a careful examination.

But under the current conditions, who has the energy and financial resources to send him to the city for treatment.

The second way is to rest. After a period of time, the memory may be restored, or it may not be restored for a lifetime. It will not affect your life anyway, so you have to rest first.

A male educated youth gave Zhao Xuan an idea, "Su Hang is the one who has the best relationship with you here. You are in the same place or in the same compound."

"If you want to recover your memory sooner, you can only ask him more."

Su Hang, "..." Haha.

Zhao Xuan looked over.

Su Hang's face was expressionless, "Don't ask me, I'm not familiar with you."