Suddenly, a cold voice drifted in. Xiao Wen was startled and quickly raised his head, only to see a ghost standing outside the window, looking at Xiao Wen coldly.
"I've been paying attention to you for a long time. If it weren't for the master's order, I would have captured you long ago." Gui Cha said coldly. Xiao Wen was confused and chuckled.
"Why?"
"This is your fate."[
Guizha said calmly, "Now is the time for you to be reincarnated, come with me!"
Xiao Wen looked at the princess, who giggled and looked at him reluctantly.
Xiao Wen's heart suddenly softened, she, or was it her?
So he smiled at the little princess, cast a wink, turned around and left with the ghost.
It was indeed time for him to reincarnate. Five hundred years had passed, and even if the little princess was not her, he could no longer escape his fate...
However, I was full of hope in my heart, hoping that the little princess would be her in five hundred years.
But, could it be her?
Xiao Wen smiled faintly, feeling a hope flowing in his heart, and followed the ghosts back to the Naihe Bridge. At this time, there were many ghosts, many of them in strange clothes. Xiao Wen was also very familiar with them at the beginning, and there were many of them.
Some of the people in this world are from ancient times, and although some of them dress more like their times, they are a little different.
The ghosts were crying and laughing, some were acting wild, and some were struggling. They were still nostalgic for their past lives, so they reacted this way. Xiao Wen quietly followed the ghost team towards Naihe Bridge.
His past life was replayed in his mind again and again.
Everything he experienced in Hun Yan Valley, and then he met Ting Qingyu, everything took root deeply in his heart.
Even though the former Ting Qingyu belonged to Cheyue and he was always their friend, that memory was still so beautiful.
How could he be willing to forget that beauty?
How could he be willing to give up his previous life?
Seeing himself getting closer and closer to the bridge, the woman named Meng Po had a dark face and served bowls of Meng Po soup to those ghosts.
These ghosts all had grim faces, making the atmosphere on the bridge particularly heavy.
Finally it was Xiao Wen's turn.
Xiao Wen smiled seductively at Po Meng, and his voice was extremely seductive.