The big boss of metaphysics is sick again, and Fu Shaoqi is lucky to continue his life

"Really? But I think a smooth life is meaningless, and I also want to have an extraordinary life like the heroine of the novel."

At this moment, An Xia is like a middle school girl.

"You didn't have a smooth life in your previous life because of your retribution in this life. You are rich and honored in this life because your previous life was too bitter." Lingyun said softly.

From her perspective, An Xia's luck is not pure, most of it originated from the previous life, reincarnation of cause and effect, retribution from generation to generation.

"You still understand past life and present life? Then you know who I was in my previous life?" An Xia asked with interest.

Ling Yun's eyes were bright, and she smiled softly: "The mountains and rivers are broken, the hometown is hard to return, the city has fallen, and the corpses are everywhere."

"Ah? The country is subjugated, so who am I?"

"You really want to know?" Lingyun paused.

"Yes, yes, what an interesting plot." An Xia's eyes lit up, urging Ling Yun to continue.

"That's not a lot of beautiful and beautiful things."

"Hey, isn't that something from my previous life? It has nothing to do with my current life, I just listen to it as a story."

An Xia's wife was unexpectedly open-minded.

Lingyun paused and said: "In your previous life, you were a princess of subjugation. The mountains and rivers were broken, and it was hard to return to your hometown. You were imprisoned in a very evil place all your life. You were far away from your sweetheart. You will never see each other again in life or death."

"Ah? Isn't this the beginning of the standard heroine of the Rebirth Story?"

An Xia opened her mouth slightly and let out an ah, apparently not listening to Ling Yun's words.

Lingyun smiled, those stories belonged to An Xia's past life after all, but An Xia's body...

Ling Yun narrowed her eyes slightly, stood up and said, "Just listen to the story, I'll go to the bathroom."

"Oh."

After Lingyun left the classroom, she didn't go to the bathroom, but walked to the roof of the teaching building.

On the roof, a gust of wind blew past Lingyun, and after a while, a black shadow appeared beside Lingyun.

"Are you from the Taoist sect?"

A man's voice came from the shadows.

Lingyun smiled lightly: "Princess and marriage, the breaking of mountains and rivers is the general trend. Since you have figured out the result, why are you still so obsessed with it?"

From the first time she saw An Xia, Ling Yun noticed that An Xia's aura was unusual.

The transparent luck is pure and kind to the extreme.

In Anxia's previous life, she gave up her little love to the whole world. Although it was fruitless in the end, she also relied on her own strength to slow down the time when the motherland was broken. substance.

This substance guarded An Xia at the cost of burning his own ghost.

"Since they are of the same kind, I will no longer hide them."

There was a soft sigh from the black shadow, the wind was blowing, and Ling Yun's expression remained motionless.

After the smoke and black mist dissipated, a man in a white robe was revealed. The man was about 25 or [-] years old, with a slender figure and a crown of black hair tied in between. An unusual feeling of pallor.

After seeing the person coming, Lingyun's brows moved slightly, and she bowed slightly: "So it's the ancestor, the junior Lingyun."

The man flicked his sleeves: "I can't afford to call you an immortal. I never thought there would be such a talent among the descendants."

Lingyun smiled, not modestly, and said: "There are not many ghosts left in the ancestors, you should also know that even without you, An Xia will be unparalleled in this life."

"Well, I know." The man smiled wryly, his eyes were sad: "I betrayed the princess. I knew that the country was hopeless, but still let the princess go to make a kiss. It was I who harmed her."

"The future and the past are in the past. The ancestors boasted that they were Taoists, and they should be more transparent than ordinary people. Knowing the result, the ancestors still chose to send the princess without hesitation in exchange for a few years of peace. , Why did the ancestors have to be so obsessed, burning ghosts, and dying?"

The man's ghost is extremely weak, if not for his profound morals and deeds in his previous life, he might have already lost his soul.

The man is miserable: "Little girl, you and I are of the same kind. You should know that people like us cannot enter reincarnation even if we die. I broke my promise, people like us don't deserve an afterlife, I can't promise her an afterlife, I just want to keep her safe and healthy in the next life."

Lingyun's unrequited love doesn't quite understand the man's feelings for An Xia. From her point of view, the immortal is obsessed with An Xia's previous life, and also the princess who had a miserable life for her family and country. After drinking Mengpo soup by the Santu River, she was reincarnated as Anxia, ​​and she was no longer the princess she used to be.

Whether it is character or life experience, he is no longer the same person as before.

There is no disturbance in Lingyun's heart. Seeing that the other party is the same kind, she reminded: "Since they are the same kind, I also remind you that An Xia is An Xia, and the princess is the princess. They are two people with completely different personalities and preferences. "

"Little girl, you lost a piece of memory, maybe you won't think so after you recover that memory."

The man looked at the aura in silence for a long time and then suddenly said these words.

Ling Yun frowned, this person was once highly skilled, and he was considered to be of the same kind as her, but she had achieved a positive result at the time, and the man only missed the door, so it is not difficult to see that her memory is not complete.

Lingyun was speechless, her eyes deepened, what happened to her lost memory!

The man saluted the aura: "Little girl, don't tell An Xia about me, you and I have the same origin, keep me, it will be of great use in time."

Lingyun snorted coldly: "You are arrogant, are you cursing me?"

"Girl, you obey the destiny, you act against the sky, you are surrounded by mist and evil stars, and your fate is related to the whole Xuanmen. Xuanmen has been established for thousands of years, and there are very few Xuanmen left in this sect. Little girl, your fate It's expensive, I've guarded An Xia for many years, and I know that time is running out, so I need to find someone to rely on for An Xia."

"You are a little self-aware." Lingyun snorted softly, feeling a little bored in her heart.

After the man left a chuckle, he dissipated like smoke.

"Boss... who was that just now?"

After the man left, the tense feeling of oppression disappeared, and Xiao Fuxing was able to breathe and show up.

Ling Yun's eyes were complicated, and she snorted coldly: "A fool."

……

After Lingyun returned, the third class started, and An Xia had already returned to her seat to listen carefully.

From the perspective of Lingyun, the man in white robe is sitting on the empty seat next to An Xia, looking affectionately at An Xia who is studying hard, perhaps sensing Ling Yun's gaze, the man smiled slightly at Ling Yun with his side eyes.

Ling Yun withdrew her gaze, thinking in her heart that this ancestor was really stupid and hopelessly stupid.

Even without him, An Xia would be unparalleled in this life.

An Xia and the princess are clearly two people.

that look...

Fu Xiuyun's face appeared in Lingyun's mind involuntarily, that person seemed to have the same gaze as an immortal. "

Ding--

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