allonlinenovel Chapter 299 Final Chapter
Chapter 299 Final Chapter
After coughing, Ji Mo felt a little thirsty, so he grabbed a handful of snow and put it in his mouth. At this moment, because of the cold, his whole body had lost all feeling.
His only remaining intuition told Ji Mo that perhaps he would die here.
Unable to resist, Ji Mo simply lay down on the ground, spread out his only remaining left arm, and rubbed his whole body in the snow.
He looked up at the sky again, but this time he saw nothing, and he murmured softly.
"I'm going to die."
"This time, I'm probably really going to die."
"Will someone come to rescue me?"
At the end of the season, I was amused by my own thoughts.
"Who will come to save me?"
"The Kun family? Or those hunters?"
By the end of the season, it was clear that these were his last moments.
No one else will come.
The disease had left him unable to struggle. He raised his left arm, stretched it towards the sky, and slowly clenched his trembling hand into a fist.
"But, I'm so unwilling."
"I have persisted until now."
"Even though I gave up everything."
"I just want to live."
As he was thinking, Ji Mo was suddenly stunned.
Suddenly recalling the scene when his parents passed away, he exhaled with regret and revealed a bitter smile.
"But why do you want to live?"
"I'm already tired..."
“It’s time to rest…”
The drooping eyes slowly closed.
In his dazed eyes, the illusory crown slowly emerged in front of him, and a familiar figure was reflected in Ji Mo's lifeless eyes.
In the ice and snow, the cracked lips moved slightly.
"I...can't die yet."
"I... promised him."
"I...will also revive them."
At the end of the season, he seemed to have new strength and stood up with difficulty using his only remaining left arm.
After getting up, he slapped his cheek hard, trying to wake up his remaining consciousness.
"I want to go home."
"At least, I want to die at home."
At the end of the season, I dragged my tired body and started my journey home again.
……
On the edge of the snowy cliff, Ji Mo dragged his tired body and walked step by step into the distance.
A hazy figure passed by him, and scenes from the past emerged from his mind.
He seemed to have returned to the memory lane, with scenes of what had happened flashing past him.
Tempting him to stop and watch.
I wanted to stop many times at the end of the exhausting season, but was pulled away by the invisible force.
A soft whisper echoed in his ear, "Not here."
"Don't stop."
“No matter how strong the wind and snow are, we must keep moving forward.”
"There are still too many things waiting for me."
Just like that, Ji Mo closed his eyes, ignored everything around him, and continued moving forward towards a distant place.
During the long time, he suddenly heard a clear female voice.
A distant and ethereal voice fell into his ears.
"Master~Master."
"Wait for me..."
That was the voice that belonged to Lin Miaomiao alone. Ji Mo, who was moving forward, suddenly stopped and his vague consciousness seemed to remember something.
"It's Miaomiao. I don't know how she is doing."
"I think he wasn't caught by the Ji family..."
After thinking for a moment, Ji Mo raised his feet again and walked forward slowly.
"Keep going, don't stop."
Ji Mo just thought that he was thinking about Lin Miaomiao.
After all, there is also a section about Lin Miaomiao in the memory corridor.
The ethereal female voice did not stop, but came closer and closer.
Ji Mo closed his eyes, used Han Xiao as a crutch, and staggered forward, occasionally opening his tightly closed eyes to take a look at the road ahead.
He had reached his limit both physically and mentally. The reason he hadn't stopped was that the last breath in his heart was still supporting him.
At the end of the season, he walked for a long time but the scene did not change at all. He lost his mind and was just standing still in the end. He went around in circles but could not get out of the cliff.
He had known all these things for a long time.
The clear female voice was getting closer and closer, and a gentle palm patted Ji Mo's body and hugged him in her arms.
Ji Mo, who had already lost his strength, lost his balance with this slight pull.
Under the furry hat, a familiar face appeared again. Ji Mo, who was already in a daze, didn't know whether this was a dream or the last hallucination before death.
But this doesn’t seem bad.
Ji Mo smiled gently, raised his only remaining left arm and touched her cheek.
As if mumbling in a dream, she spoke softly: "Why...are you...here?"
"Run."
"We can't stay at Baishui Mountain anymore."
"Run as far as you can..."
Lin Miaomiao lifted Ji Mo up with all her strength. Her expression was neither anxious nor happy as usual.
She frowned slightly, as if she was a little unhappy, but also seemed a little compassionate.
The numb Ji Mo suddenly felt a push, and the smile in his palm pierced his chest without him knowing when.
The bone-chilling chill brought back his fading consciousness, and a familiar little hand gripped the hilt of the sword tightly.
Ji Mo lowered his head and looked at his chest in disbelief.
There was a rare hint of confusion in his eyes.
Then he chuckled, "It was a dream."
"No."
A crisp voice refuted his words.
A blazing flame burned from Lin Miaomiao's body, and her cold eyes looked at Ji Mo.
In the bone-chilling cold, Ji Mo felt a hint of heat, and pain came from his pierced heart.
"At the end of the season, your mission is accomplished."
The red lips moved slightly, but the words she spoke shattered Ji Mo's mind.
"It was done very well. It's worth it that I was placed by your side since I was a child."
"I received your letter, otherwise I would have been in danger."
"I'm very grateful to you for giving me this opportunity."
"It allowed me to avoid failure during my years of lurking, and it also allowed me to taste the joy of success."
The beating heart gradually stopped, the cold body gradually became weak, Ji Mo's legs lost feeling, his legs were weak, his body collapsed, but he was lifted up by Han Xiao again.
I don’t know if it was Lin Miaomiao’s intentional act, but the sharp smile didn’t split him in half.
He opened his mouth, but nothing came out, only a breath of white air came out.
Lin Miaomiao paused for a moment, her cold eyes seemed to indicate she had thought of something.
"In consideration of our long-standing friendship, I will leave you with an intact body."
Lin Miaomiao carried Ji Mo's body and walked to the edge of the cliff. She held Ji Mo's shoulders with her fair hands and pulled out slowly while holding Han Xiao's hand.
Ji Mo's body was hanging high off the cliff. The pain was meaningless. His heart was already broken. If Lin Miaomiao had not done it on purpose, he would have died long ago. His last gaze was fixed on Lin Miaomiao's pupils.
But there was no sign of hesitation or sigh in her eyes.
At the end of the last season of life, I seemed to understand something.
He nodded, ice crystals slid from the corners of his eyes, and as his smile faded, Ji Mo also fell from a high altitude into the abyss.
This is a destined death, an inevitable result, and an unchangeable fact.