Chapter 1567

It's drizzling with rain. Spring has just arrived. The little beggars on the street gather around and look at a girl in red in ragged clothes in the corner.

Fuduo only felt that his ears were noisy.

When I opened my eyes, I saw a group of children with ragged clothes and small faces like kittens looking around her.

She was startled. "What are you doing?"

"Sister, what else do we want to ask you to do? Do you know that you occupy our territory? You still have a good sleep! " A little beggar spoke in a crisp voice.

Another asked, "where are you from? Look at your clothes. Although they are rotten, they are made of good materials. How can you make your family prosperous? "

"Or which daughter was robbed after leaving home and reduced to a beggar?"

The children's chattering discussion, have guessed the identity of fuduoduo, even the exiled princess this kind of speculation have come out.

Fuduoduo

She can't help scratching the back of her head. She has experienced the pain of life and death all over her body. The burning sensation on her body is still clear. She remembers the scene when she fell into the world. Shen Xuhua fought for Qinglong and Millennium meteorite iron, and gave her life in exchange for her rebirth.

Before that, Shen Xu asked her if she was willing to fall into reincarnation again.

He means they're going to fall into samsara?

It seems that he has arranged everything. He knows that with his and her ability, he and she can't be safe under the power of the Millennium meteorite. After all, the formation of the Millennium meteorite is longer than that of the six realms. To be exact, it is beyond the six realms. In the past, it could suppress some in the demon lock tower. At that time, it was out of the demon lock tower, and no one could do anything to him.

Fuduo's heart is a little heavy.

She moved hands to pinch Jue, want to leave this place, but surprised to find that the body was not a little magic!

She can't help but panic.

"Sister, what are you doing? Magic? " Little beggars around her, a pair of expectant eyes, looking at her hand.

Fuduo only felt that his body was hollowed out.

She couldn't help pulling her lips. She pulled out a bitter smile, raised her hand and rubbed the head of the nearest little beggar, "yes, juggling, but it's a pity that my sister can't do it now."

The little beggar blinked his eyes.

Fudo sighed for a long time. It seems that now she really fell into reincarnation, just remembering the past life.

Let's settle down as we come.

"Children, what year and month is it now?" She tried to smile gently, looking at the children in front of her.

The children looked at each other.

One of them hesitated and said in an uncertain way: "this should be the fifth year of Anle in the Ming Dynasty. The last time I overheard it outside the school, it's June."

"Happy year of the Ming Dynasty?" Fudo was shocked.

The little beggars nodded.

Fuduoduo takes a deep breath. He can't believe that it was Xiao Zirui who changed Anle in the new year of Ming Dynasty? Is she simply going down to earth?

"Kneel down, kneel down!"

"All kneel down quickly. The prime minister and the holy Lingyin Temple are back. Kneel down quickly!" People around see Fuduo and a group of little beggars standing in the corner, quickly remind.

Prime Minister?

Prime Minister? Shen Xu?

Fuduoduo's heart suddenly moved, and he rushed out of the corner with his tattered skirt. Someone nearby wanted to stop her and scolded her for not killing her. She turned a deaf ear.

There are countless bodyguards on the street.

She just rushed out, just around the light ink curtain of the car in front of her leisurely past.

The light dark curtain revealed a figure of a man sitting with his arms raised slowly in the hazy, as if a cup of tea had entered his throat.

The breeze gently lifted the curtain.

She stood abruptly in a crowd of people kneeling down. He was sitting in the car. The breeze blew up his hair, revealing half of his face. The teacup was slowly removed from his lips, and his indifferent eyes swept Fuduo lightly.

"Shen Xu..."

Fuduo lost his voice.

With fast, the curtain with the wind left and fall, the person's face also disappeared in the line of sight, but that startling glance, deeply engraved in the bottom of Fuduo's heart.