moon shadow

The protagonist finally died TwT

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In the end, Si Nongyue did not wait for the little guard who resolutely left, nor did she see Elder Zhan who wanted to tear him to pieces.

Losing the confinement of the last bit of internal energy, the poison on his body could no longer be restrained, and the poison suddenly gushed out violently, making his seven orifices start to bleed.Si Nongyue could clearly feel that his body was getting cold and stiff, and his consciousness was gradually blurring. He knew that once he closed his eyes, he would never be able to open them again.

In a daze of consciousness, he had a long, long dream.

He dreamed that when he was still a child, his mother taught him how to use his own advantages to overwhelm other half-brothers; he dreamed that when he was young, he relied on his once-in-a-century talent in martial arts to stand above all his brothers , arrogant and arrogant; and dreamed of seeing Weiyun for the first time, a young man who was in love, and it was out of control. It was his first true love, sweet and ignorant, with the determination to give everything for it... those things he once had The foolish mistakes I made today are also relived in my dreams at the same time, being calculated, provoked, and betrayed... Suddenly, a trace of unwillingness appeared in the already calm state of mind.

It's not too late for him to take Si Zhan's old immortal to die together, he hasn't been able to repay that woman's betrayal, and he hasn't experienced a leisurely life yet... He doesn't want to die anymore.

He wants to live and find someone to accompany him, someone who is only for himself without asking for anything in return, instead of dying alone and silently as he is now.

His thoughts gradually turned from hazy subconsciousness to unwavering, complicated and chaotic thoughts were simplified and filtered, and finally only two words remained in his mind: alive.

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live...

Si Nongyue opened his eyes, and he found himself lying on a large carved bed with the best brocade mattress under his body.He frowned suspiciously, this kind of environment seemed familiar to him.

He lay there upright, motionless, in a daze, and the information he got from himself made him a little astonished.

He is Si Nongyue, one of the many young masters of the Si Clan. Not long after his sixteenth birthday, he is highly valued because of his extraordinary talent. After a short trial, he will take over the minor affairs of the Si Clan.As long as he doesn't make any mistakes, he can even become the youngest sect master of the Si sect in the future.

But there is another voice in the depths of his soul reminding him that he is about to stand up. He used to be the head of Simen, but in the end he was betrayed by all relatives and had to hide in a remote cave to die.

Memories of his youth and youth came together in his mind, and the past and the future merged together, so that he couldn't tell what night it was for a moment.

Is this the young Si Nongyue's accidental dream of the distant and unknown future, or is it a dream of the past life by Si Nongyue, the head of the Si family, when she was dying?Or did God make a joke and let him go back to his past?

He thought about it quietly, until the morning light of dawn spilled into the room through the cracks in the window, and Si Nongyue suddenly smiled.

The warm feeling brought by the sun on the body is real, the touch of the brocade quilt under the hand is also real, and the crisp chirping of birds can still be heard in the ears.

As long as everything he feels now shows the most authentic posture, what else is there to worry about?

Moreover, if he had a chance to face all kinds of ups and downs and tribulations with a mature and calm soul, even if it was just the most realistic dream, he would have no regrets.

At most, he just needs to lament that the world is impermanent, and the ten years of hard work have been wiped out without leaving a trace.

Si Nongyue was not dissatisfied with this except for sighing. To him, martial arts can be practiced again when they are gone, power can be regained after they are lost, and nothing else is important. It is enough to have those ten years of hard work integrated into the flesh and blood.

The most important thing is that he is still alive.As long as people are alive, even if they are in a desperate situation, there is always hope.

In fact, at that time, he was not guaranteed to die, there were so many wonderful medicines to increase his power in the world, and he was not a doctor without medical skills. It was just that he had fallen into a maze before, because he was betrayed by the person he valued the most, and he lost his vigor for a while, and he didn't Work harder to survive.

Now, after dying once, he knows what he really yearns for in his heart.With a goal, you will naturally cherish your life, and you can look down on past love and hatred.

He moved his limbs a bit, and it felt good.This is a body that has not yet grown bones, with flexible limbs, without any hidden injuries or wear and tear. This is his body when Si Nongyue was 16 years old.

It is also the capital that he can start over.