Chapter 57 What a Poor Man
The sky gradually darkened, and the moonlight was hazy, as if through a layer of mist, falling on the cold and calm sea.

At this time, Fu Qian'an, who had lost his breath, had sunk to the bottom of the sea. He opened his eyes in the darkness and saw with his own eyes that his body was being torn apart by the deep-sea monster.

Fu Qian'an's eyes widened, and he rushed over to stop them, but his palm passed through them. He lowered his eyes in disbelief, and then he realized that he was in a spirit state.

He is really dead...

Mu Nanyue showed no mercy.

Thinking of her cold and distant eyes, Fu Qian'an curled his thin lips slightly with a hint of sneer.

He calmed down and turned to leave the pitch-black seabed. Unexpectedly, after taking a few steps, he was blocked by a transparent wall. The same was true for other directions.

Fu Qian'an felt lost, as he could only stay around the corpse. He was also confused as to why he was in such a state.
Just as I was thinking about it, an old and hoarse voice came to my ear: "Do you want to be reborn?"

"Who?" Fu Qian'an's expression changed slightly, and he looked around with vigilant eyes. As if he suddenly remembered something, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

People are dead, what is he afraid of?
"Let me be reborn? If you have the ability to do this, why are you still staying in this broken place?" After Fu Qian calmed down, he pondered for a while, and said in a low and magnetic voice with a little doubt: "What is your purpose? What do you want me to do?"

It is obvious from what he said that he wants to be reborn, but he needs to know the price of rebirth.

“Hahaha…” A laugh came from the darkness, and the voice said faintly: “You are not worthy of knowing my identity. You just need to understand that I can help you rebuild your body!”

"As for the price, I want you to kill one person, grind his bones to dust, and scatter his soul!"

His tone was full of resentment and unwillingness. Fu Qian'an hesitated for a while, but ultimately did not agree.

"Senior, please find someone else. I don't really want to be reborn now." The only person who cared about him killed him with his own hands.

Fu Qian'an was confused and upset, and suddenly wanted to have a good sleep.

Hearing this, a sneer came from the darkness, as if mocking Fu Qian'an, and his tone was full of pity: "What a pitiful man!"

Fu Qian'an's eyebrows moved slightly, and he opened his mouth but didn't say anything. Thinking back to his past, he was indeed pitiful...

His parents were indifferent to him and never cared whether he was tired or not. They only cared about whether his cultivation had improved and would not allow him to take a wrong step.

The brothers were not on good terms, and they schemed against each other for resources and repeatedly attempted to harm each other.

The only delicate little crybaby who had ever given him warmth and stood by his side without hesitation, had inevitably broken into his life like sunshine, but in the end, he had pushed her away with his own hands...

Fu Qian'an couldn't understand, and he pondered over it every night, but still couldn't figure out why he would ignore Mu Nanyue's feelings for the sake of Song Wanqing?

Was it a life-saving favor? But he was not someone who could be easily kidnapped by morality.

To him, Song Wanqing was like a life-saver, and at most Fu Qian'an would lend a helping hand if she encountered difficulties.

He is so cold-hearted and cold-blooded!

What made him even more surprised was that since Song Wanqing's death, his memory of her gradually became blurred, and his feelings towards her were like those of a stranger.

It’s as if the late Song Dynasty had never appeared.

But she really exists and has destroyed his relationship with Mu Nanyue.

Fu Qian'an took a deep breath. Although he felt a little regretful about his death, he didn't have anyone he cared about. If he could die in A Yue's hands, perhaps she would remember him for the rest of her life.

Well, he did it willingly.

The old man in the dark: "..."

Here comes a love-brained person who wants to get out.

"Boy, you are too naive. Do you know what kind of world this is?" The old man's tone became heavier when he said this.

As soon as the words fell, a dazzling stream of light came from the darkness, and Fu Qian'an was quickly enveloped, and his consciousness gradually became chaotic. Not long after, a thick book appeared out of thin air, and he quickly flipped through it in front of him.

Fu Qian'an didn't even see the words clearly, but the content appeared in his mind so clearly that he was stunned and couldn't believe it.

The world he sees is actually a book, and he is the protagonist!
The ending of the book was just as he had imagined before, growing old together with Mu Nanyue. Although the process was difficult, with many difficulties and various heart-wrenching scenes of genocide.

But the results are good.

The person in the darkness spoke again: "Your life should not be like this! Someone tampered with the plot to make Song Wanqing appear by your side, and you love and protect her only because of the influence of the plot."

"Now that you are no longer under control, you want to make amends for everything, but Mu Nanyue has another man and killed you with her own hands!"

"Fu Qian'an, are you willing?"

Rumbling--

His words were like thunder from heaven, striking Fu Qian'an hard. He stood there stiffly, not saying a word for a long time.

"You mean, A Yue fell in love with Pei Yinghuai because of the plot control?" After reading the entire book, Fu Qian'an almost forgot everything else except the ending.

"Yes." The man in the darkness responded, and then changed the subject: "Do you want me to help you rebuild your body and take back everything that belongs to you?"

Seeing that Fu Qian was still doubtful, he continued to seduce: "You only have one chance. If you miss it, you will miss Mu Nanyue forever. But she will still have the same ending as in the book, except that the male protagonist will no longer be you."

It was Pei Yinghuai.

"Okay!" Fu Qian agreed immediately, with unknown emotions in his eyes, "Please help me, senior. I will do my best to kill the person you want!"

There is no need to worry about this, Fu Qian is the male protagonist, and his luck is not ordinary. The person in the darkness did not say a word, but a stream of light flashed by.

The next moment, a dazzling stream of light, with powerful pressure, forced back the underwater monster.

Fu Qian'an's body was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Wait!" he suddenly said.

The person in the darkness was slightly startled, thinking that Fu Qian'an was going to go back on his word again, and asked in a low voice, "What's the matter?"

"Could you please help me change my appearance, senior?" Fu Qian'an bowed towards the darkness with a respectful look on his face.

"can."

Time flies and the sky gradually brightens.

With a "splash", a young man in snow-white clothes flew out from the deep blue sea.

He had a very good-looking face, handsome and elegant, and his skin looked very white under the sunlight. His facial features were delicate, and his long eyelashes gently attached to his eyes. His eyes were as gentle as jade and had a faint smile, but the smile did not reach his eyes.

Fu Qian'an clenched the jade in his hand, which was given to him by the old man.

His eyes were firm, as if he had made a great decision, "Ayue, wait for me. I will kill those who shouldn't be there one by one and get the plot back on track!"

……

"Ying Huai, do you feel something is wrong?" Mu Nanyue was in darkness at this time. It was pitch dark all around and the air was mixed with the smell of damp earth.

Pei Yinghuai responded.

"We fell into a crack, and the surrounding buildings were clearly inhabited by monsters."

(End of this chapter)