Villain Fantasies: The Empress Takes My Opportunity From My Mother's Womb

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The screams from the second floor attracted many passers-by to watch.

Looking at the little beggar whose head had been smashed, many people shook their heads regretfully, thinking that being unlucky is like drinking cold water.

He entered the door normally, but he was hit on the head by the flower pot upstairs.

With such a heavy blow, it is estimated that people will die.

In the end, the little beggar Hua Leng was fine, and even accepted the bad luck calmly.

Stretching out his hands to grab the dirt on his head, under Xiao Er's vigilant eyes, the little beggar walked into the restaurant, and reluctantly took out a few copper coins from his pocket.

"I, I want some steamed buns."

"Go and go, there are many people on the side of the road who want to buy steamed buns." Xiaoer's attitude was very bad, mainly because he was afraid that beggars would take the opportunity to make some excessive demands.

"I" may be used to people's cold eyes, but the little beggar was not angry, but raised her hands and looked at each other expectantly: "The steamed buns in your restaurant are more delicious."

Snapped!
As expected, the palm of her hand was sent flying by Xiao Er, and a few copper coins even rolled onto the street outside.

"Get out, do you deserve to enjoy the steamed buns from our restaurant?"

Seeing this, the little beggar bit her lip hard, turned around with tears in her eyes, and was about to look for the copper plate that was blown away.

As a result, as soon as he lifted his foot, he stepped on the melon rind thrown away by the customer, and his forehead slipped and hit the door directly.

Su Beimu: "."

Was this child cursed by the God of Plague?

Also, why can she calmly face the successive bad luck.

If I had changed myself, I would definitely have to take out the Wandao compass to do my own fortune-telling and see if it is not suitable to travel today.

Touching her sore nose, the little beggar struggled to get up, not wanting to have her last property taken away.

Although depending on her luck, the probability of getting those copper coins back is about the same as winning the lottery.

"Wow, I'm going to be hungry again tonight."

At this moment, a palm slowly stretched out, and it was the copper plates that were tightly held inside.

"." The little beggar raised her head and stared at the person in front of her with strange eyes.

what a fat thing
Why was he not affected by his own bad luck.
"No?" Su Beimu smiled softly.

"Oh, I want it." The little beggar took the copper plate, thanked her briefly, and hurriedly left the restaurant.

During the period, the forehead was bounced by a flying stone, and he looked very embarrassed.

"...This is a god-level unlucky guy." Shizi shook his head and laughed, and was going to go shopping around the capital.

Of course, he wasn't fishing all the time. While walking and browsing, the Heaven Swallowing Magic Art was always operating silently.

It's just that what Su Beimu absorbed was not the vitality of heaven and earth, but the pile of valuable top-grade primordial stones in his arms.

Based on his status as the son of the Zhenbei Houfu, he can be described as expensive, so one can imagine the value of these high-grade primordial stones.

Ordinary people are simply reluctant to use it for cultivation. Even he, if the time is not too tight, he would not choose to use top-grade primeval stones for cultivation.

The greatest value of these things is still in the construction of formations, and using them for cultivation is simply an act of embracing potential objects.

The advantage of such extravagant and wasteful behavior is that he is now almost reaching the peak state of the first level of the Good Fortune Realm.

"I heard that in the Dao Palace's inner sect competition this time, the winner only rewarded five high-grade primordial stones."

"It's really a little extravagant."

Suddenly, Su Beimu's eyes moved, and he realized that someone was following him.

"People from Emperor Zhou?"

"Or those devil cubs from the Burning Moon Sacred Church?"

In the end, he realized that he was wrong. The person who was sneaking behind him was actually the little beggar who had just been caught in bad luck.

Why do you follow yourself, you don't want to rely on him to steal a few copper coins, right?
"No, the restaurant is on fire!"

"Hurry up and notify the City Defense Army."

"It's too late, everyone hurry up and get out."

To everyone's surprise, the fire in the restaurant spread quickly, and the century-old brand was burned today.

After the fire was finally extinguished, everyone found sadly that the waiter who was familiar to many people had unfortunately died.

The city guard inspected the scene and found that the source of the fire was strange, so they just threw a cigarette butt and lit the whole building on fire.

The poor waiter was crushed under the collapsed beam, watching the flames engulfing him.

The sense of helplessness and desperation left many people at the scene with lingering fears.

"This guy, why is he so unlucky?"

On the other side of Kyoto, in a certain alley.

"So that's why you followed me?" Su Beimu's eyes revealed suspicion.

He imagined many reasons, but he never thought that the little beggar was actually trying to ensure his safety.

In her words, no matter who is close to herself or hurts herself, she will suffer terrible bad luck.

The act of helping her pick up the copper coins not long ago is already a way of showing closeness.

That's why the little beggar named "Yuyou" chose to follow behind him secretly, thinking that he would be able to help him if something happened.

"What help?"

"Help me collect the corpse?"

At first Su Beimu didn't quite believe it, but when he saw the burnt restaurant and the corpse of the waiter who couldn't bear to look straight at him, he finally looked at the little beggar beside him.

After thinking about it for a while, he decided to follow the words of this little unlucky guy: "Where are you from, Yoyo?"

"I do not know."

Great, perfect answer.

"Then what's your last name, and who else is in your family?"

"Yuyou is just Yoyo." Tilting his head, the little unlucky guy suddenly became sad: "Yuyou doesn't remember anything, I'm an unlucky child that no one wants."

It can be seen that she should not be very old, and she is not as tall as the current Mu Gao of Subei.

It's just that the bad luck was too far away.

Also, didn't it mean that everyone close to her will be unlucky, why is there nothing wrong with her.

In order to prove this, Shizi began to conduct experiments with bad intentions.

A young beggar walked around the market with a few pieces of silver in a bowl, and he knew what was going to happen with his toes.

Soon, her money was robbed by some ruffians wandering the streets and alleys.

Don't ask why there are such people in the imperial city, there is a lion camel ridge at the foot of Lingshan Buddha.

After confirming the target of the experiment, Su Beimu secretly followed behind those people. As a result, within half an hour, they all died on the street due to various accidents.

"Fuck, it's outrageous." Shizi was shocked.

Seeing the poor little girl curled up in a corner with her arms around her knees, Su Beimu couldn't say anything to drive her away.

"Forget it, meeting is fate."

He found another inn, and he ordered Xiaoer to buy suitable clothes, and fetched a bucket of water for her to wash up.

Inflicting bad luck on others is simply a weapon of causality.

The question that needs to be considered now is what level of existence Yoyo can affect.

"Speaking of which, it seems that there is a private party waiting for me to attend tomorrow."