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

"Aura, this is..."

An Xia was about to introduce her room to Ling Yun, when suddenly a sense of drowsiness hit her, her eyelids became heavier and heavier, her vision gradually blurred, she staggered on the bed and fell into a coma.

After she fell asleep, a black shadow floated out of her body.

"The ancestors."

Aura bows to each other.

Still very respectful to this ancestor Lingyun.

The ancestors smiled wryly: "It seems that my time has come."

The ancestors knew what the person meant when they saw the aura.

Lingyun doesn't beat around the bush, "Is what my ancestors promised me before counting?"

"Little girl." The ancestor said softly, "That person is of the same origin and at the same time as you. According to the rules, only one of you can survive. He lives you and dies, and you live the other. Death, are you still willing to save him?"

"I didn't let him die back then, so naturally I won't let him die now!" Ling Yun's eyes were condensed, and she said fiercely, "Isn't it the same for the ancestors?"

Even if her memory is incomplete, she can understand her mind from the fragmentary memory.

Whether it's the sick and weak boy in the previous life, or the gentle and restrained Fu Xiuyun in this life, they are all just him!

The ancestor was startled by the determination in Lingyun's eyes. He looked at An Xia who was lying on the bed unconsciously, sighed and smiled wryly, "Yeah, I am the same, so what position do I have to teach you?"

Thousands of years ago, after he completed his mission, he should have ascended smoothly. The princess and the troubled times were nothing more than a catastrophe to him, a catastrophe with colorful peach colors and hidden murderous intentions.

Thousands of years ago, he survived the catastrophe but lost his Dao heart. Even if the road to ascension is in front of him, he is no longer qualified to ascend with his Dao heart in chaos. He chose reincarnation, and every reincarnation will burn his soul , at least every reincarnation, the princess never knew of his existence.

Even if every reincarnation can only be a bystander watching the princess grow up, fall in love, get married, have children, grow old...

For the princess, it was just one ordinary reincarnation after another, but for him, every reincarnation was like cooking him on a frying pan, watching the beloved fall into the arms of others, time after time, year after year. year……

After thousands of years of following, he was tired and had no energy...

"Little girl, I can help you save him, but I have one condition." The ancestor's voice was faint.

A gust of cool wind blows through the wide-open windows, blowing the ancestors' snow-white Taoist robes.

The ancestors looked at An Xia: "After I leave, An Xia will entrust you."

Lingyun is expressionless: "Even without you and me, she will have a smooth and worry-free life."

"Yeah, even without you and me, she will be smooth and carefree, but I don't worry." The ancestors smirked: "Little girl, your memory has not yet fully recovered, so naturally you won't understand, the princess is to me, the Fu family boy For you, it's just a peachy catastrophe of ascension."

Peach-color catastrophe, also known as love catastrophe, is a great catastrophe of ascension. It hurts the muscles and bones when crossing, and the soul of defeat is scattered. Throughout the ages, love catastrophe has caused endless suffering, mostly one death and one injury.

"I don't believe that."

Lingyun frowned, she didn't like this kind of statement.

The ancestor smiled and said no more.

He turned around and looked at An Xia, who was lying on the bed and sleeping soundly, and leaned over to kiss the girl's pretty and lovely side face: "Farewell, my princess."

"Don't... don't go..."

The sleeping person seemed to be conscious, frowning in pain and raving.

The ancestor was stunned for a moment, and then revealed a smile from the heart.

After taking a deep look at An Xia for the last time, he said to Ling Yun, "Let's go."

The pure white curtains were blown by the warm summer wind outside the window.

Seeing Lingyun leaving, the An family maid asked, "Miss Gu, are you leaving?"

Lingyun smiled slightly: "Well, An Xia fell asleep in the room, please remember to go and take a look."

The maid nodded and sent Ling Yun out.

Gu Jijin's car was parked on the side of the road, seeing Ling Yun greeted him: "A Yun, here."

Gu Jijin saw that not only Lingyun had returned, but also a very strange man beside him.

"Ah Yun, who is this?" Gu Jijin looked at the ancestor warily.

The ancestors knew that Gu Jijin could see him too, so he smiled and nodded.

Lingyun said: "It's an ancestor, third brother, let's go home."

After Lingyun finished speaking, she whispered to the ancestors: "I agree to your conditions. As for the love you mentioned, Ajun and I will never come to this point."

"Little girl, you have lost your memory, so how do you know that you didn't die because of love in your previous life?" The ancestor shook his head.

Lingyun showed a smile, and his expression was unruly: "Yes, I did forget some things. My ancestors, I am already dead. According to the rules of heaven, Lingyun, the envoy of heaven, is dead."

The ancestors were taken aback, probably not expecting this relationship.

That's right, the aura of the previous life is dead, what is this?Card Tiandao bug?

Lingyun smiled, her eyes were cold.

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Lingyun did not explain the identity of the ancestors too much.

After arriving at Gu's house, the ancestors went straight to Fu Xiuyun's room. He asked everyone to wait outside the door, and said to Lingyun alone: ​​"Little girl, the princess and I are a lesson from the past. I hope you and the Fu family boy can break free from the rules!"

"Naturally." Lingyun nodded.

The ancestor smiled and walked directly through the door.

Lingyun turned around and said to Gu Jijin: "Third brother, I will take Ajun to Nanhai after he wakes up. As for the Gu family, it's time to make a break."

What should come will come.

Gu Jijin knew that Lingyun would not stay in Gu's house. If he had known that there would be such a day, he was just greedy and wanted to spend more time with the gods. Now that separation is imminent, Gu Jijin's heartache is inevitable.

He endured the pain in his heart and said calmly: "I knew there would be such a day, my parents and brothers are waiting for it."

Since the first incident, the Gu family, except Gu Jijin, seemed to be deliberately avoiding Lingyun.

Thinking of what happened that day, Lingyun asked, "Brothers...are they alright?"

Ordinary people are lucky not to be frightened mad by seeing the battle of Xuanmen with their own eyes.

"They're all fine, Ah Yun. In fact, our four brothers have already vaguely guessed about your identity, and the ancestors of the Gu family were actually a branch of the Taoist Gu family back then." Gu Jijin said.

Lingyun was surprised.

The Gu family turned out to be a branch of the Taoist Gu family back then?

"Which housekeeper?"

In a hundred years, the former Gu family has already been torn apart.

Gu Jijin said: "The realm... Gu family."

Gu Jijin briefly talked about the family history of the Gu family.

A hundred years ago, after the death of Lingyun, the realm announced to avoid the world. In fact, not everyone wanted to escape from the world. The Gu family ancestors were one of them. He also made some achievements today by relying on mystical skills.

Although the Gu family no longer studied mystic arts, they had heard a little about it. Later, the Gu family gave birth to a Gu Jijin, who appeared to be an extreme sports enthusiast, but was actually a disciple of the outer sect of the Gu family.