There was a wind blowing, and the south courtyard of Mingtang was crowded, but it was so quiet that the sound of swaying branches and leaves could be heard.

Lan Piaopiao's middle finger and index finger of her right hand were stretched out, and the other three fingers were clenched in the palm of her hand, drawing an invisible circle of light in the air. Then, the runes on the giant ship swam out like life, heading straight for Lin Ran's forehead.

"Insight, illumination!" Lan Piaopiao closed her eyes and whispered.

Those runes passed through her body, grabbing five large, four small and nine shiny beads from Lin Ran's skull, floating above her head.

Lan Piaopiao raised his hand to summon one of the beads, and after holding it up with his left hand, he threw it into the air with a spiritual power that floated away, and the beads instantly turned into countless stars, which were shining and shining.

At the same time, another of the remaining eight beads also flew into Lan Piaopiao's palm, and this time she did not turn it into starlight, but threw the bead onto the starlight and fixed it, and saw that a circular rune in the light wheel floated over to support the suspended bead.

Lan Piaopiao's left and right hands waved "visible" at the same time, and when the words fell, the runes spun rapidly.

After the starlight falls in front of everyone's eyes, the light disappears, and a strange scene is presented.

There is a battlefield full of artillery fire, a girl wearing a nurse's uniform with a bloody face cleaning the wounds on the body of a wounded, when a shell strikes from afar, an explosion fills the sky with dust, and the girl pounces on the wounded...

This is the scene of Lin Ran's last death. Bai Youfei also understood it on the side, and felt a pain in his heart, although he knew that it was a matter of his previous life, but he couldn't stand Aiwu and Wudi and felt distressed.

And then there was a noble girl in a flag uniform, sitting by the pool embroidering something, and as a result, she fell into the water...

A similar scene kept switching between Lan Piaopiao waving her hand, and she waited, waiting for Fusu to signal to stop.

Interestingly, in the switched screen, a big man appeared.

At this time, everyone also understood that this was Lan Piaopiao's past life to let everyone see Lin Ran.

In these previous lives, she was a war nurse, a noble girl, a farming woman, a merchant girl buying medicinal herbs... However, this big man is too unexpected. Looking at Lin Ran who was sitting on a chair with his eyes closed, he felt that the scene was too spicy.

The accident came unexpectedly, and in the middle of the night, he looked at Bai Hefei with a smile, "Surprised, surprised?!"

Bai Youfei pushed him away angrily and walked to his father's side. At this moment, I suddenly feel that my father is not so terrible.

The picture was still switching, and Fusu's hand clenched unconsciously. Sanxia could feel the worry in his heart, and she had already guessed something. Because Fusu once mentioned the little princess who couldn't let go of him the most, the sister called Chenxi.

The scene of the previous life was obtained by using the 'visible spirit' to illuminate the 'reincarnated soul', in fact, Lan Piaopiao didn't have to be so troublesome, she just stood there and looked through it silently.

But the reason why she used such complicated methods was that on the one hand, she felt that she had to show her ability and gain some admiration or admiration, and on the other hand, she felt that it was better for Fusu to see it with her own eyes.

That guess was important to him, and it was better to see it with his own eyes than to hear her talk about it.

If this girl is really the person Fusu is looking for, then the image of Fusu will definitely appear in one of her lives.

In fact, at this time, most people in the South Courtyard had already guessed what Fusu wanted to do, but they didn't know the situation, so only Bai Youfei was there. Guiwu didn't know, but he didn't care, he just looked at Sanxia curiously.

The picture shifts, but it is silent, and only the virtual scene can be seen. Everyone watched with concern and did not say a word.

Sang Xia held Fusu's hand, silently hoping that he would get his wish. She could even feel Fusu's faster and faster heartbeat, as well as the sweat stains on her palms.

............

Xianyang Palace, outside the Zhaoran Palace, heavy snow is falling.

The pink, white, immature girl was only ten years old, and ran happily through the cloister with a windmill in her hand.

The ground seemed to be frozen, and she fell, and a tall young man rushed behind her. His face is like jade, he is dressed in a white robe, and he is handsome. He picked up the little girl and patted the snowflakes on her body, and said something to her... The snow is still falling...

Everyone was stunned, along with Bai and Fei.

Meng Yi's eyes were filled with tears, and he shouted softly, "Little Princess"...

Everyone realized something, and slowly turned their heads to look directly or sideways at Fusu.

The one holding the little girl in the virtual scene is none other than Fusu!

Lan Piaopiao knew that he had found it. His conjecture, the man who was important to him, was found.

Fusu paused in mid-air with one hand, and the other hand was held by Sang Xia and was shaking slightly, his eyes trembling and staring straight at the virtual scene.

Midnight exhaled a long breath on the side, his expression was grim, and he was a little shocked when he looked at the virtual scene.

He was happy for Fusu, but there was also an inexplicable bitterness in his heart. Can't tell what it is. Maybe he has been with him for more than a thousand years, and only he knows how excited and sour Fusu's heart is at this time. The depression that stopped talking with him over tea, the turn of the crowd when he suddenly felt inexplicably cordial, the bitter pursuit when he encountered a similar atmosphere...

Any girl who felt like Dawn had been taken care of by him, however, in all the pictures he had just seen, there had never been a figure of Fulsu, nor had there ever been a girl who was mistaken for Dawn.

So, for more than a thousand years, he is real, he really hasn't met her!

It's like sprinkling my thoughts on those who are a little similar, but in the end, they are gone. But it doesn't matter. Because of all the misses, he finally found the man who had been looking for a thousand years.

Fusu slowly closed his eyes and said softly in a trembling voice, "Let me see her last days..."

Before he finished speaking, Meng Yi was about to open his mouth to block it, but Fu Suyi raised his hand to block it. He shook his head, Meng Yi wrinkled his eyebrows and sighed, and unconsciously clenched his fists. Lan Piaopiao also frowned slightly, and sighed silently.

As she moved, the image in the virtual scene moved rapidly, and then came to a halt in a wide passage with high walls on either side.

The road is very long, and in front is the high gate of Wudong-dong, and the back is also the gate of Wudong-dong.

The two doors were tightly closed, and a group of unkempt men in the middle seemed to be crying. Only the little girl stood calmly, unlike the others, her neatly dressed and long hair hanging down in the wind.

The girl's face was so clean that there were not even tears.

A cylindrical boulder hangs from the top of the high gate, and someone on the city wall throws down the flag that he has been holding in his hand.

Two boulders fell silently and ran towards the man in the middle.

The girl looked up at the sky and said something, then grinned beautifully.

The next moment, she raised her hand and stabbed it fiercely into her neck, and a hairpin pierced deep into her snow-white throat.

As she fell, the boulder came mercilessly.

No one could avoid such a crush, and in an instant, blood flowed like a river......