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Chapter 62: Emperor Luo Era, Ye Pingan

"Dugu carries the sky? The original soul?"

Recalling the words of the man in white, Bai Ye fell into deep thought. He knew the soul, but could he use what others gave him for his own use?

The next moment, Bai Ye continued to lie down and sleep. Now that he had not entered the Tao, neither the magic seal nor the original spirit had anything to do with him.

outside the door

In the courtyard, there stood a figure in white. There was no moonlight around him, but he was still bright and bright.

Dugu Gantian looked through the wall at the sleeping Bai Ye for a while, then turned to look at the little crow, and reached out to stroke its head. The little crow rubbed the back of his hand with great enjoyment. He sighed: "I will live up to the world and the world in this life."

All sentient beings have only one life to lose to Xian'er... I don't know if I can survive this time... Anyway, I will send you to reincarnation..."

His eyes were slightly moist, and he was in a daze for a while, and saw the little girl with bright eyes and white teeth again...



The endless years of ancient times are divided into several eras.

Prehistory, ancient times, dark turmoil, ancient times, the fall of the emperor...

In that year, during the age of the emperor's fall, there was still a great emperor in the world... who had just transformed into a human being.

"Little princess, there is a dead man here..." A guard kicked the body on the ground hard and said to the little girl on the horse behind him.

The little girl turned over and dismounted, frowning and said: "Why do I think he is still angry?"

Seeing the little girl going to touch the body, the guard immediately stopped her and said: "A little beggar is not far away from death. Don't dirty the princess's hands. It's bad luck!"

"Step aside!"

Hearing that the man was still alive, the little girl pushed away the guard and checked the pulse of the man on the ground. She saw a little boy of thirteen or fourteen years old, lying on the ground with lifeless eyes, chapped lips, and dying.

"Bring water!"

The little girl turned her head and glanced at the guard. The guard took the water bag from his waist and said without passing it over: "Princess, let me do it. If you, the noble one, are contaminated by these, the prince will have to skin me!"

The little girl grabbed the water bag from his hand and said, "Just say I did it when you weren't paying attention."

She knelt down, raised the little beggar's head with one hand, put the water bag to his mouth and fed him water. The guard behind her frowned tightly.

After feeding him a few sips of cold water, the little beggar's chapped lips became moist. The little girl said, "Carry him on horseback and take him back to the house."

The guard shook his head repeatedly: "How can this be done? The princess cannot ride a horse with him. And if the prince knows that you brought a man home without authorization, he will be furious."

"Who said I was going to ride a horse? You get on the horse and hump him. We will take him back quietly. Let him come out when he is well. I promise not to let dad know!" the little girl said slyly with smart eyes.

"This..." The guard looked embarrassed.

The little girl was the only daughter of the Eighth Prince of the Immortal Dynasty and Princess Xian'er. The young prince was extremely strict with her. He invited the best technicians in the Yuhua Immortal Dynasty to teach piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and also strictly prohibited all men from approaching her.

Unless it is someone like a guard who has signed a life contract with the palace, but only he and one other person rotate, and anyone else who comes into contact with the little princess will be destined to die.

The little girl shook his arm and said coquettishly: "Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Uncle Xu, you are the best."

Well.

"Okay, but if the prince discovers it, I can only say that I don't know, otherwise it will be a dead end." The guard sighed, with helplessness in his eyes.

Uncle Xu walked up to the little beggar, picked him up, laid him down on his back, and said, "You are lucky to have met my young lady. Otherwise, you will have to be eaten by wild dogs if you don't starve to death."

He took the reins of the horse and walked away without getting on the horse. The little beggar was so miserable, dirty and smelly that he didn't dare to sit next to him.

Moreover, he also has to protect the little princess. Even though there is no danger in the suburbs of the imperial capital of the Immortal Dynasty, years of doing things have made him a habit.

At the door of the prince's palace, the guard frowned and said: "There are immortal soldiers on duty, so we can't get in!"

The Prince's Mansion covers an area of ​​1,000 acres and is magnificent. The gate is nine feet tall. The plaque "Prince Xian's Mansion" was written by the Immortal Emperor Futian himself. There are two huge golden lions at the door, and there are two golden-armored immortal soldiers on guard!

"Like this..." the little girl whispered to the guard, and then she pretended to be out of breath and ran to the door, shouting in panic: "Quick, hurry up and save Uncle Xu, in the suburbs."

An immortal soldier said: "Brother Xu Hua? But we have to be on duty and cannot leave our posts without authorization."

The little girl said loudly: "Who dares to act arrogantly in the Immortal Dynasty? It will be fine if you go for a while. If you are late, it will be too late."

"This..." The immortal soldier hesitated, and the little girl shouted anxiously, and then the two of them rushed out of the city against the wind.

The little girl raised her hand to say hello, and then she walked into the palace gate to take a look. She successfully brought the little beggar into the palace while deliberately avoiding her sight.

Princess's side house

Uncle Xu put the little beggar on the jade wood bed, covered him with a quilt made of fairy silk, and said worriedly: "The princess must send him out as soon as possible, and let the prince know that this is a serious matter."

"Okay, okay, dad loves me so much, it's okay." The little girl mumbled, then walked out the door and said, "Give him a change of clean clothes."

"Pure dust...!"

Seeing the little girl go out, Uncle Xu cast a dust-purifying spell, shook his head with a look of helplessness, and changed the little beggar into clean, loose clothes.

"alright!"

The little girl walked in, stood beside the bed, and said to the little beggar on the bed: "From today on, you are my lady's!"

"Uncle Xu, tell the fairy dining room to cook some fairy rice porridge, and you can go get it yourself." the little girl said.

Uncle Xu glanced at the little beggar on the bed. He was just an ordinary little boy, and then he left with a little peace of mind.

Ahem.

"Where am I..." the little beggar opened his eyes with difficulty and said blankly.

"This is my home. I saw you fainted from hunger, so I brought you back." The little girl was very happy to see that the little beggar had woken up, and asked: "What's your name?"

"name?"

The little beggar still looked confused, his eyes were dull, and he was a little at a loss.

"You don't have a name?"

The little girl frowned, was startled for a moment, and then said immediately: "If you don't have a name, just follow my surname of Ye and call it Ye Pingan. You will live in peace and peace for the rest of your life. My name is Ye Xian'er."

"Ye Ping'an?" the little beggar repeated in a low voice, his eyes glowing, and he murmured in an almost inaudible voice: "Xian'er..."

Ye Xian'er's face turned red suddenly, apparently hearing the little beggar's murmur. At this moment, Uncle Xu walked in with fairy rice porridge. Ye Xian'er immediately lowered his head and took the jade bowl and walked quickly to the bed.

Uncle Xu's pretty face with his back turned was stained with two red clouds.

She looked up and saw the little beggar staring straight at her, a little intoxicated. She angrily put the jade bowl toward the bedside and shouted: "Do it yourself!"

"Uh, okay." The little beggar responded, but he was so weak that he couldn't sit up. Ye Xian'er snorted and sat down on the bed to help him up.


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