"I'm Beichen smart, I just want to be stupid this time!"

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Again and again, she saw him.

In several planes, in several spaces, in several times.

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In that life, he was the general of Xiliang Kingdom, she was an assassin of the enemy country, and she was captured by him if she failed to assassinate, but her heart was captured by her.

Still.

could not escape the fate of his family and country, and in the end, in order to save her life, he pierced his heart with ten thousand arrows.

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Purple pupils, you are too naïve, do you think that the current Beichen is still the original Beichen? He has died for you too many times, and with each rebirth, his divine power degrades a little, and now he ...... I can't be my match with Ben!

In my ears, the voice of the stars sounded again.

When he saw Beichen fall in front of his eyes again, Zi Tong suddenly understood.

All she saw was the past.

Her and Beichen's past.

No matter who she is, she will always meet him, love and know him, but it will be difficult to stay together.

"I don't believe it, I don't believe it, I don't believe it!" Hugging the fallen Beichen, Zitong raised his hand to support his face, "Beichen, I don't believe it, we will definitely be together, we will!" ”

She couldn't see her own eyes, the last of the deep purple eyes had been dyed with gold.

In front of me, it turned completely golden.

The purple pupil flickered her eyes, and then she saw that it was a tree with golden leaves, and that tree was so big, so big that it almost covered the entire field.

On the branches, a half-meter-tall bud with jade-white petals stretched out, as if it was preparing to bloom.

There was a soft sound behind him.

Purple Hitomi turned her face, and then, she saw Beichen again.

However, this time was different from before, Beichen was obviously looking in her direction, but his eyes did not look at her, but passed through her and looked somewhere.

"Beichen?"

Purple Pupil called his name suspiciously.

Beichen turned a deaf ear, just stepped forward, and then, passed through her body.

Purple Hitomi looked at herself suspiciously, only seeing a transparent outline, she raised her palm, and what she saw was only a faint outline, and her hand was completely transparent.

She was here, but he couldn't hear her, he couldn't see her.

"Finally, is it going to bloom?" Behind him, Beichen's voice was heard.

Purple Pupil turned his face and saw that he was holding his hands behind his back, staring at the only bud on the tree.

Standing aside, Zi Tong carefully looked at Beichen in front of him.

Ink hair and black eyes are still his favorite dark clothes, and the Beichen in front of him still exudes the familiar taste of domineering and coldness.

With a soft sound, the purple pupil turned her face and saw that the bud was slowly blooming.

Then, a small pink hand sticks out from the gap in the petals.

Purple Hitomi was taken aback.

"Huh?!"

A light sigh, but it was from Beichen.

He was also a little surprised.

In the surprise of the two, the bud had already bloomed little by little.

The jade-white petals parted, and a small head poked out of the petals, and it turned out to be a small baby.

The black and shiny hair hung down and half-covered the eyes, and between the hairs, there were a pair of crystal purple eyes.

Before the little baby could poke out her face, the two petals that she was pressing suddenly fell, and then her little body slid down from the tree.

Beichen instinctively stretched out his palm and caught the villain who fell from mid-air.

The little man has a large petal wrapped around his waist, soft and fragrant.

She looked at Beichen with big purple eyes, but she didn't seem to be afraid of life at all, and her white and tender little fingers raised and touched Beichen's face.

Beichen subconsciously dodged, but she didn't dodge, her little hand still touched him.

Then, her pink lips rose up and let out a string of pleasant laughter.

"Giggle......

Looking at the smiling face of the soft little thing in his arms, Beichen's eyes softened rarely.

"Born with purple eyes, you ...... Let's call it Purple Pupil! ”