Chapter 103: Life is precious
"Really? But I don't think a smooth life is meaningful, and I also want to have an extraordinary life like the heroine of the novel. β
At this moment, Anxia is like a middle school girl.
"In the past life, because of this life, there was no smooth life, and you were rich and noble in this life, just because the previous life was too bitter." Lingyun is faint.
From her point of view, Anxia's good fortune is not pure, most of it comes from the past life, the reincarnation of cause and effect, and the retribution of the world.
"Do you still know about past and present lives? Do you know who I was in my previous life? An Xia asked with interest.
Lingyun's eyes were transparent, and she smiled lightly: "The mountains and rivers are broken, the hometown is difficult to return, the city has fallen, and the corpses are everywhere." β
"Huh? I'm gone, so who am I? β
"You really want to know?" Lingyun paused.
"If you want it, what an interesting plot." An Xia's eyes lit up, urging Lingyun to continue.
"That's not a good thing."
"Hey, isn't that from a past life? It has nothing to do with my life, I just listen to the story. β
Anxia was unexpectedly open-minded.
Lingyun paused for a moment and said: "In your previous life, you were a princess of a dead country, the mountains and rivers were broken, it was difficult to return to your hometown, and you were imprisoned in a very evil place all your life, separated from your sweetheart, and you never saw each other again in life and death." β
"Huh? Isn't this the beginning of the standard heroine of the Rebirth Article? β
An Xia opened her mouth slightly, obviously not listening to what Lingyun said in her heart.
Lingyun, after all, those stories belong to An Xia's previous life, but An Xia is ......
Lingyun's eyes narrowed slightly, and she got up and said, "When the story is heard, I'll go to the bathroom." β
"Oh."
Lingyun left the classroom and did not go to the bathroom, but walked to the roof of the teaching building.
On the rooftop, a gust of yin wind blew past Lingyun, and after a while, a black shadow appeared on Lingyun's side.
"Are you from the Xuanmen?"
A man's voice came from the shadows.
Lingyun chuckled: "Princess and kiss, the breaking of mountains and rivers is the trend of the times, since you have calculated the result, why do you still have such a deep obsession?" β
From the first time she saw An Xia, Lingyun noticed that An Xia's aura was extraordinary.
The luck of the transparent color is the character of simplicity and kindness to the extreme.
Anxia's previous life gave up his little love all over the world, although in the end it was fruitless, but he also relied on his own strength to slow down the time of the broken homeland, which is a great good, and the reincarnation of a human being is also rich and noble, but Anxia's fortune is mixed with other substances.
This substance guarded Anxia's side at the cost of burning his own ghost.
"Since they are of the same kind, I will no longer hide it."
A soft sigh came out of the dark shadow, the yin wind rose, and Lingyun's expression did not move.
After the smoke and black fog dissipated, a man in a white robe was revealed, about twenty-five or sixteen years old, with a slender figure, black hair tied with a crown, and a delicately made white jade hairpin between the crowns, his face was handsome and elegant, revealing an abnormal paleness.
After seeing the person clearly, Lingyun's eyebrows moved slightly, and he bowed slightly: "It turned out to be the ancestor, the younger generation Lingyun." β
The man flicked his sleeves: "I can't afford you to be an immortal, I didn't expect there to be such a talent among the descendants." β
Lingyun smiled, but also not modest, and said: "There are not many ancestors left, and you should know that even without you, Anxia is rich and unparalleled in this life." β
"yes, I know." The man smiled bitterly, his eyes sad: "I lost the princess, knowing that the country was hopeless, I still let the princess go to make peace, I hurt her." β
"The future has passed, the ancestors boasted that they were in the Xuanmen, and they should be more transparent than ordinary people, and the ancestors knew that the result still chose to send the princess without hesitation in exchange for a few years of peace, the princess did a great good, and the luck was unparalleled after reincarnation, why should the ancestors be obsessed with it, burning the soul, and the soul is scattered?"
The man's ghost is extremely weak, if it weren't for the profundity of his previous life, he is afraid that his soul would have already been scattered.
The man was sad: "Little girl, you and I are the same kind, we should know that even if we die, we can't enter reincarnation, in my previous life, I made a promise to her, to wait for the stability of the family and country, and take her to travel around the world, after all, I broke my promise, we are not worthy of the next life, I can't promise her the next life, I just want to be able to keep her good health in the next life." β
Lingyun doesn't understand the man's feelings for Anxia very well, from her point of view, the immortal's attachment is Anxia's previous life, and it is also the princess who has worked hard for her family and country all her life, and after the princess died, she drank Meng Po soup by the Santu River, and after being reincarnated as Anxia, she was no longer the princess she once was.
Whether it is personality or life experience, he is not the person he used to be.
Lingyun had no waves in her heart, and saw that the other party was the same kind, and reminded her: "Since they are the same kind, I also remind you that An Xia is An Xia, and the princess is a princess, and they are two people with completely different personality preferences." β
"Little girl, you've lost a memory, maybe you won't think so when you regain that memory."
The man looked at Lingyun silently for a long time, and then suddenly came out with such a sentence.
Lingyun twisted her eyebrows, this person used to be profound, and she was the same kind as her, but she achieved positive results at that time, and the man, who was only one foot away, it was not difficult to see that her memory was not complete.
Lingyun was speechless, her eyes deepened, what happened to her lost memory!
The man saluted Lingyun: "Little girl, don't tell Anxia about me, you and I are of the same origin, leave me, it will be of great use in time." β
Lingyun snorted coldly: "You are angry, is this a curse on me?" β
"The girl obeys the destiny of heaven, goes against the sky, is surrounded by fog and kindness, surrounded by fierce stars, and your life is related to the entire Xuanmen, the Xuanmen has been established for thousands of years, and there is not much left of the Xuanmen of this sect, little girl, your life is precious, I have guarded Anxia for many years, and I know that time is running out, and I need to find a support for Anxia."
"You're a bit self-aware." Lingyun hummed softly, a little bored in her heart.
The man let out a chuckle and then dissipated like smoke.
"Big guy...... Who was that just now? β
After the man left, the tense sense of oppression disappeared, and Xiao Fuxing was able to breathe and show up.
Ling Yun's eyes were complicated, and he snorted coldly: "A fool." β
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After Lingyun went back, the third class started, and An Xia had already returned to her seat to listen carefully.
From Lingyun's point of view, the white-robed man sat on the empty seat next to An Xia, looking at An Xia who was studying seriously with affectionate eyes, perhaps sensing Lingyun's gaze, the man smiled lightly at Lingyun with side eyes.
Lingyun retracted her gaze, feeling that this ancestor was really hopelessly stupid.
Even without him, Anxia would be rich and noble in this life.
Anxia and the princess are clearly two people.
That kind of look......
Fu Xiuyun's face involuntarily appeared in Lingyun's mind, and that person seemed to have the same gaze as the immortal. β
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