Chapter 1 Rebirth?Or a dream?

The bloody setting sun casts a layer of twilight on this vast forest, and a lonely long song of birds resounds from time to time in the forest, adding a sense of sadness to this dusk.

On the edge of this vast jungle, a young man with his eyes slightly closed, without a trace of expression on his handsome face. It looks like a handsome ancient Greek statue.

Behind the boy, a girl who was so beautiful, like a fallen fairy, was sobbing silently. Her beautiful eyes looked at the boy standing in front of her reluctantly, and her tears were like broken beads. , slipping down one by one.

"go!"

The boy's words were as cold as icebergs of ten thousand years. The girl blinked her eyes vigorously, trying to clear her already blurred vision. She wanted to remember the boy in front of her.

The girl started to retreat step by step, then turned around and started running.

The young man let out a sigh of relief, and the ice-like expression on his face dissipated.

"Yuyao..."

The boy murmured in a complicated way.

boom!
The flames soared into the sky with the loud noise, and the young flower of life withered...

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I don't know how long it took, it seemed to be just a moment, but it seemed to have passed tens of thousands of years. When a ray of light suddenly appeared in the endless darkness, Mo Xingyun finally regained a sliver of consciousness.

"I... I... cough cough!"

Mo Xingyun struggled to open his eyes, and immediately closed them again because he was not used to the light. After repeating this several times, he was finally able to see the surrounding environment clearly.

This is a very dense grass, densely covering his lying body, estimated to be half a person tall, before he recovered his strength, he could only see through the gaps between the grass blades Looking at the blue sky.

There was a big river beside the grass, and the sound of rushing water could be heard endlessly. From time to time, a wave splashed and splashed on Mo Xingyun's face.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Mo Xingyun coughed laboriously again, his black eyes wide open, his chest heaved a little rapidly.

"Am I... am I alive? But, how is it possible... It exploded under my feet... Ahem!"

Shaking his head vigorously, Mo Xingyun propped his elbows on the ground and struggled to sit up.

Looking down at his intact body, Mo Xingyun's face was full of disbelief, it was the latest type of landmine... It was so powerful that it was extremely difficult to dispel it.

……

But he did survive, and he is still alive and well.

"What the hell is going on...ah!!!"

Just when Mo Xingyun couldn't figure it out, a huge memory hit his head fiercely like a torrent!He hugged his head in pain and exhaled.

"This, this, how is this possible?! Magic?"

Mo Xingyun was hit by this torrent of memory and almost fainted. His eyes were red, his teeth were clenched, his hands were holding his head, and he desperately endured the pain that almost came from his soul.

After about a quarter of an hour, the pain began to show signs of easing, and finally the pain gradually disappeared.And this strange yet familiar memory was gradually absorbed and fused by Mo Xingyun, and the original red eyes also returned to the blackness like ink.

call!
Mo Xingyun let out a long breath, his body relaxed, and he fell limply on the ground, his eyes became heavy again, they opened and closed for a while, and finally he couldn't bear the great exhaustion, and fell asleep.

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Mo Xingyun, who fell asleep, had a long, long dream. He dreamed of two teenagers and a middle-aged man, but he couldn't see their faces clearly.

In his sleep, he saw two young boys toddling with a middle-aged uncle. The two boys kept falling down, but the middle-aged man always encouraged the children while gently helping them up from the ground.

Mo Xingyun suddenly felt warm in his heart.

The screen turns.

"Dad, Dad! I got the first place in the age test! First! Is it amazing?"

The two toddler boys have grown up a lot, and they are showing off to the middle-aged uncle with a full score paper.

The middle-aged uncle rubbed the heads of the two boys as a sign of encouragement.

Mo Xingyun looked at the father and son, and the warmth in his heart was magnified.

"You, hello, my name is Ye Xinxia, ​​please, please take care of me!"

A little girl carved in powder and jade appeared in the lives of the father and son. She became the most beloved sister of the two little boys. girl.

The corners of Mo Xingyun's mouth rose, and he suddenly reached out to touch the little girl's cute little head.

Sudden……

"What are you doing?! Let go of Dad!"

The picture became a bit messy. A group of strong men kicked open the door and caught the middle-aged man. The two boys hid behind the captured middle-aged man, pushing and pulling hard, trying to catch the middle-aged man. The uncle pulled his hand away.

At this time, an arrogant man came out from the crowd and looked at the middle-aged uncle indifferently. The middle-aged uncle kept apologizing, but was kicked away by the arrogant man and hit the table leg hard.

Mo Xingyun clenched his fists tightly, and couldn't help but punched the proud man's nose, but found that he missed the moment of contact, and his fist directly passed through the proud man's body.

There were some faults in the picture, but it became clear again quickly.

"Dad, I want to learn magic!"

In a blink of an eye, the two boys have grown into teenagers and have graduated from junior high school.

The two seemed to have failed the rankings, and they said something to the middle-aged uncle in a dejected but extremely firm manner.

The middle-aged uncle was silent for a moment, then nodded, and asked the two to get in the car and go home first.

As if feeling empathy, Mo Xingyun, who was a bystander, was also a little depressed and unwilling at the moment.

"Brother, we must become powerful mages and venerables! Get back what Dad lost!"

Behind an old wall, the two teenagers gritted their teeth and looked at the other side of the wall, watching the middle-aged uncle say all kinds of good things for them, until he agreed to move out and finally got the precious two admission places.

creak creak!

When Mo Xingyun saw this, his fists creaked. He didn't understand why he was so angry as a bystander, as if, as if he was the protagonist in those stories...

But how is it possible... I am an orphan...

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The scene switched and came to the grassland that Mo Xingyun saw when he woke up before. A young man stood quietly in the grass.

Suddenly, a black light flashed across the boy's forehead.

boom!
With a muffled sound, the boy fell to the ground, unconscious.

Mo Xingyun suddenly shrank his pupils, opened them abruptly, and sat up from the ground.

"Just now...this, this...that's not a dream...that boy is me!"

"And... and Xiaofan, and Dad..."

"Then... in the end, is that a dream?"

Just when Mo Xingyun was in a daze and couldn't distinguish between reality and dreams, a crisp electronic sound sounded in his mind.

Ding!
The system is loaded, the identity of the host is confirmed, and the binding is in progress...

Ding!
The binding is successful!

(End of this chapter)

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