Feng Luo suddenly realized the fog, "It turns out they were all here when I was in coma."

"That's inevitable. I think this is normal. They all have strong personalities. Although they don't say it, they actually care about you far more than others. Didn't you say that Mengdie in that world is still there? Hey, you should be the most

It’s only right to understand her.”

Feng Luo felt depressed for a while after hearing this: "Mom and I don't move around much."

"how?"

Feng Luo fell into a brief memory and explained to Xiu Yi that because the development of the world line was different, he was closer to Tianying, Blade Warrior, and Xiu Yi in that world.

Ever since he could remember, he had been being trained by Tianying Xiuyi on how to fight, because he had a father who had never been masked but had an influence on that era - Feng Yi.

Of course, this is a story that Brother Xiuyi often tells him. Because of his spiritual practice, the time he spends with his mother is actually very limited.

His mother always gave him the illusion of being close to him, and she never looked for him again until he reached adulthood at the age of 15 - except for one time when he was seriously injured and dying, he once came to save him, but that was limited to that. He and Mengdie

There was no communication.

In fact, he was quite rebellious subconsciously, and did not think that he had a mother who he only spent a short time with but looked younger than himself. It was not until he traveled through this world that he was convinced that Mengdie was really his biological mother.

Of course, it could be that he was naturally cowardly, so Mengdie didn't like him, or that his mother had something to hide, but my cowardly character was indeed very unpleasant at the beginning.

"What nonsense can you say? How can a mother not love her son?"

"Or, maybe I'm overthinking it."

"Well, then how did you become like you are now?"

Feng Luo lowered his head and continued to narrate the story of their world...

In fact, he has always been very bad, but as Uncle Tianying and Brother Xiuyi died in battle, he gradually understood the cruelty of survival, and his weak heart gradually matured - now, he is a warrior in his own right,

But we can never bring back those who have passed away.

This is why, when seeing Tianying and Xiuyi, tears couldn't help but burst out of their eyes. On the contrary, when seeing Mengdie, they were even more embarrassed.

Even now, when he sees Xiu Yi again and recalls those past events, he is very happy to see the faces that once lived in his memory.

Xiu Yi listened silently and nodded affirmatively to Feng Luo, "Although you are still young, you are really mature - don't force yourself. Let things go in the past. We often feel regretful about the mistakes we made.

But I don’t know how to cherish the present. This is what Brother Feng once taught me. In fact, I have never forgotten every word of his, and I hope you can have some enlightenment."

"I will remember it, Brother Xiuyi!"

"Go out for a walk. Your father is outside. You want to meet him."

This... Feng Luo hooked up his hands to express his confusion. Not to mention, he really wanted to meet him at ordinary times. He wanted to see what kind of demeanor his rumored heroic father was, but when he actually saw him, he became intimidated.

"Why are you acting like a young girl?" Xiu Yi suddenly laughed and said to him: "Brother Feng is the most easy-going guy I know. He is not as difficult to approach as you think."

So, a few minutes later, Feng Luo went out to meet Feng Yi - he was very suspicious that the handsome brother who was not much older than him and full of charm was actually the dead ghost father of his own world.

His deep eyes, smart attire, simple atmosphere, and his humorous and connotative conversation really have an indescribable charm.

Somehow, it seems that everyone here is his close friend, or in other words, he seems to be the core of the circle. Even people like Roland and Uncle Tianying who are serious about words and deeds will occasionally complain about his words and deeds.

, instead the chatty fat uncle became a foil.

But in fact, Feng Yi didn't talk much, but every sentence hit the right point. Sometimes it was shocking, sometimes it made people laugh and cry, and sometimes it made everyone blush and make fun of her.

Even the transparent Yita seems to have said a few words in front of Feng Yi. Although it is only a trivial matter, it reflects the special charm of the dead ghost father. Although his profound knowledge reserves are all wild, they can be used here.

Such an occasion seems to be just right for the occasion, and it is particularly outstanding.

"Don't just drink, Brother Feng, what about soldiers being alert?" Xiu Yi teased in a helpless tone, "Occasionally you should pay attention to your surroundings to see who is coming."

"Feng Luo! You're awake."

"kindness."

"Come, sit here, this is the porridge I just asked Iman to cook for you."

Feng Luo was startled. How did the dead ghost father know that he was awake and wanted to drink porridge?

Dead ghost dad? emmm... Feng Yi was speechless in his heart, 'Beyond the realm, let's understand it.'

Of course, he wasn't an outsider. He stood up and pulled out Feng Luo's seat, stretched out one hand to cover half of his face, and whispered in Feng Luo's ear for almost two minutes. He immediately pulled back and said mysteriously:

"Hey, this is a secret between the two of us."

Feng Luo nodded seriously. He indeed knew a big secret about himself and his mother.

Although in the father-son game, Feng Yi of this era is not much older than him, only about ten years old, he feels more like a kind and enthusiastic big brother next door, and he is the kind of person who is extremely talkative, meticulous, and a little informal.

The big brother next door who has special care for him.

Somehow, Feng Luo suddenly no longer felt embarrassed. This atmosphere was great.

It is obviously much fairer now. Zhang Xiaobo's family of three sits at the same table.

Luo Lan Jiu Zero seats one table.

Tianying and Feng Luofeng danced around the table.

Xiuyi is a table for four people.

A table of Imanyita Blade Warriors.

Feng Yi and Dandan are at the same table. Wait, where did the dinosaur come from? Now it’s Feng Yi and Feng Luo at the same table.

As for the White Banished Immortal, he should dodge as early as possible. He is not familiar with everyone, so why not come here just for free food and drinks? This SSS mission for the senior elders of the free tribe to be rewarded is really worthwhile, buddy.

He made a lot of money and also repaid Feng Yi's original favor. It can be said that he achieved multiple things with one stone.

Although he didn't help much, he was able to save Feng Luo several times in times of crisis.

While he was drunk alone, his friends in Sky City were also singing happily.

The Blade Warrior opened his sleeves boldly, put his foot on the table, and muttered in a voice that showed his royal style: "Everyone, come on, come on, come on, let's all raise your glasses. Let's celebrate together. Peace in the world is indispensable.

Everyone, of course, I have my share, hahahaha..."

Her triumphant laughter also made everyone laugh. Although she had a lot of regrets in her heart, let's drink this cup before talking about it.

Dandan expressed his dissatisfaction, "Brother, it's purely mechanical. I can't drink it."

"Hey, you're everywhere, let's go drink engine oil. Besides, you weren't there for the Double Star Battle."
Chapter completed!