Despair filled a corner of his mind. Jian Ji gasped for breath, but he could not escape from the despair that penetrated his bones.
He found that his spirit seemed to be contaminated and was no longer under his control.
This is the terrible thing about Feng Qi’s negative consciousness.
The accumulation of despair in each timeline is not as simple as 1+1+1.
It is more accurate to say multiple accumulated negative emotions.
For example, Feng Qi in Timeline 3 absorbs the negative emotions of Feng Qi in Timeline 2, which is equivalent to absorbing the negative emotions of Timeline 1 twice.
If Timeline 4 absorbs the memory of Timeline 3, the negative emotions of Timeline 1 will be read three times and the negative emotions of Timeline 2 will be read twice.
Repeated memories keep adding up.
After all, this is part of the timeline experience.
Step by step, every time the memory is absorbed now, it will bring endless negative emotional pressure to Feng Qi.
If it weren't for the many mental experiences at the Miracle Heart Training Platform, he would have been unable to withstand the pressure of negative emotions several timelines ago.
It's difficult to travel, difficult to live forever, difficult to keep in mind... Every experience will make his mental shackles stronger.
The narrator once said that there is a devil locked in his heart.
It has no consciousness, so it will not break free from the mental shackles created for it, but the dissipated negative emotions still caused Feng Qi to suffer a lot.
If one day the demon of negative emotions gives birth to autonomous consciousness, it will surely break free from its prison and become uncontrollable, and it will inevitably devour the master's personality.
This time, Feng Qi took the initiative to release this negative demon.
Without consciousness, it acquired the consciousness of a negative personality and gave birth to its own bud of consciousness.
From the moment he was born, he was the embodiment of ultimate evil.
It is the agglomeration of despair, death, fear, anger, frustration, sadness, pain... countless negative emotional forces, and the embodiment of all the worst emotions.
The moment the negative seal appears, it contaminates the Demon Sword and forcibly activates the Demon Sword's adaptive transformation, turning it into a physical Ghost Sword.
The physical body cannot carry the terrifying negative pollution, and it is completely transformed into negative energy.
It turned into a half-empty and half-real form, with a negative mist as misty as smoke emanating from the body.
The power of terrifying negative emotions is different from energy and entities, but a kind of spiritual pollution damage.
Even though Jian Ji is protected by millions of sword spirits and has extremely strong physical defense, he is still unable to withstand the erosion of the power of negative emotions.
If the body can withstand physical and energy damage.
So what the sea of spiritual consciousness endures is damage at the spiritual level.
Even if you have an extremely strong body, as long as your mental consciousness is weak and you are hit by mental damage, you will be seriously injured and even cause mental death.
The power of negative emotions is a form of extreme mental harm.
Jian Ji, who is blessed by millions of sword spirits, has extremely strong physical defense, but negative emotions cause mental damage to Jian Ji after hitting him, which requires him to use his mental will to resist.
at this time.
Negative Fengqi's figure slowly appeared in the negative mental realm. Looking at Jian Ji struggling in pain in the distance, an exaggerated smile appeared on his face and a maniacal laughter came from his mouth.
Jian Ji's painful emotions are the most beautiful food in the eyes of negative Feng Qi.
The glorious and prosperous age that the main character longs for is the worst future in the eyes of negative Fengqi.
In the eyes of negative Fengqi, this world should not be a beautiful place, and its final destination should be full of pain and despair.
I saw strands of gray energy appearing above Jian Ji's head, who was reincarnated in pain.
Negative Fengqi, who was hovering in mid-air, looked at Jian Ji as if looking at a captive prey, his eyes full of sarcasm and teasing.
"betray!"
Negative Fengqi grinned and said.
As soon as the words fell, Jian Ji, whose spirit was sinking, suddenly felt a sense of infinite weightlessness. When his vision became clear again, he found that he was back in the Sword Clan.
The Sword Clan was still there at that time.
This time, Jian Ji became the betrayed.
Close relatives and clan members all died tragically due to betrayal. The pain that penetrated into the bone marrow was exactly the despair that Demon Sword had experienced.
"fear!"
The evil laughter sounded again.
This time, Jian Ji began to experience a terrifying reincarnation. Each time, he grew up in pain and struggle, feeling the most piercing pain, but was still unable to break free from it.
Negative Fengqi constantly injected his own negative emotions into Jian Ji's mind, using the negative emotions to weave the most painful experience for him.
Betrayal, fear, death, despair... In the endless repetition of despair, Jian Ji's spiritual will was close to collapse several times.
Even though Jian Ji, who had no mental state to challenge his cultivation, had lived for more than a thousand years, he had never truly experienced despair.
He was the number one genius of the Sword Clan at a young age, and his growth has been smooth sailing.
At his peak, he obtained the miraculous "Enhancement Gem" that changed his destiny.
Obtaining a miraculous artifact is a great opportunity for creatures in any field, and this is especially true for Jian Ji. He obtained a miraculous artifact that perfectly fits him.
Any weapons and equipment embedded with enhanced gems will receive terrifying increases.
After the divine sword in his hand is embedded with reinforced gems, it gives him the potential to look into the future.
But this time, he will not have smooth sailing in the negative reincarnation, only endless despair, and all misfortunes and misfortunes will befall him.
He has no ability to control his own destiny and can only sink in despair.
The pain made Jian Ji keep wailing, but this sound seemed particularly pleasant to Negative Feng Qi's ears.
The negative voice of Feng Qi kept ringing in Jian Ji's ears, making Jian Ji's pain continue to increase.
Jian Ji was unable to resist at all.
The moment he was cut by the ghost sword, he was already contaminated by the most extreme evil.
You can't live, you can't die.
Jian Ji has completely become the plaything of Negative Feng Qi, taking pleasure in roaring and pain.
…
outside world.
The earth collapsed and was devastated.
The North District in the cold winter was completely reduced to flat ground, and there were not even the remains of buildings to be seen, only large and small sinkholes left.
In the horrific aftermath, the building remains were crushed into powder.
The figures of Feng Qi and Jian Ji hang high in the sky.
Jian Ji's eyes had lost their golden color and turned gray, and his body was still shaking uncontrollably.
Negative Fengqi hovered in front of Jian Ji, and countless gray tentacles of negative power spread out from his body, wrapping around Jian Ji's body surface.
Time passes bit by bit.
A few hours later, Xiaoyou and others appeared in the North District of Winter.
When she saw the negative Feng Qi hovering in the sky, a bright smile suddenly appeared on Xiaoyou's face, she waved towards the suspended Feng Qi and shouted:
"Boss, why are you smoking!"
As he said this, Xiaoyou was about to float towards Feng Qi.
At this time, Taixing suddenly jumped up, bit Xiaoyou's left leg, and pulled it down from the air.
Just when Xiaoyou was about to complain, Lei Lei said with a serious face:
"Siyou, don't act rashly. Something is wrong with him. His body has been transformed into a half-empty, half-real energy body. Even from a distance, I can feel the terrifying negative mood swings, which makes me want to vomit."
"What's the meaning?"
Taihang then opened his mouth and said:
"Xiaoyou, do you still remember the negative mental hell I once experienced? The boss is now using this ability. The difference is that the boss has not turned on the Shura form. The physical body seems to be completely contaminated by negative emotions. The current boss is probably no match for us.
If you go there, you will die."
Hearing these words, Xiaoyou's expression suddenly became extremely nervous:
"Will the boss die?"
Faced with the inquiry, Spier Jia, Lei Ting, and Tai Xing all fell silent.
Without a physical body to carry it, they felt that even if they could suppress Feng Qi's negative emotions back to the sea of spiritual consciousness, the consciousness of the master's personality would not be able to survive without a physical body to carry it.
After being together for so many years, they clearly knew how cruel this answer was to Xiaoyou.
So they don't dare to say what's on their mind.
"I won't die!" Lei Lei, who always likes to criticize Xiaoyou, said with certainty at this time.
"Hey, I knew that the boss was going to win again. When the boss comes back, he would definitely have a barbecue to celebrate...hehe."
When it comes to eating, a bright smile appears on Xiaoyou's face.
"Taihang, can your Dream Bell suppress the boss's negative emotions?"
With a piercing expression, he turned to look at Taihang and asked with a serious expression.
Taihang looked at Feng Qi hanging high in the sky, half empty and half real, with a solemn expression:
"I have used the Nightmare Bell to suppress negative consciousness, but I have never seen the boss in his current state. I don't know if it can work. I'll try my best."
"It may be feasible. If the boss's negative power has not yet given birth to his own consciousness and still uses the negative consciousness body as the carrier of consciousness, then there is still a chance that his negative emotions will be suppressed by the Dream Bell."
Thunder also nodded at this time.
"Let me try."
Taihang shook his body, his body suddenly swelled, and then he quickly ran towards Feng Qi's location.
Upon seeing this, Xiaoyou immediately wanted to follow, but was grabbed by Po Jia:
"Xiaoyou, stay here and don't cause trouble."
"All right."
Xiaoyou sighed helplessly and put on a posture that there was really nothing he could do against you.
After a while, Taihang came to the bottom of Fengqi's suspended area.
Before he even got close to Fengqi, Taihang started to retching.
The intense fear is like a gangrene attached to the bones that cannot be shaken off.
The interference of negative emotions aroused the deepest fear in Taihang's heart.
The scene when it was pulled into the negative hell appeared in its mind involuntarily. It was definitely the most terrifying experience in its life.
If it could, it would rather choose death than reincarnation in the endless torment of negative emotions.
Thinking back on it now, I still feel scared.
It was like the eighteen levels of torture in human mythology that Feng Qi mentioned during the chat during the trip. That kind of horrific experience takes a long time to wash away.
At this moment, the power of negative emotions dissipated from the negative seal awakened the nightmare that Taihang least wanted to recall.
Taihang's body trembled involuntarily, and his body had a strong rejection reaction. He kept retching as if he was trying to spit out the negative emotions in his body.
But mental pollution cannot be dispelled through physical vomiting.
After waiting for a while, Taihang gritted his teeth and activated the Dream Bell.
Suddenly, an ethereal voice that could disturb consciousness sounded.
The incubus ringtone spreads strange sound waves, radiating upward into the sky.
At this time, Negative Fengqi was still torturing Jian Ji in the realm of spiritual hell, causing Jian Ji's consciousness to scream in despair that pleased him.
At this time, sound waves disturbing consciousness sounded in the realm of spiritual hell.
Negative Fengqi's consciousness briefly dimmed, but he quickly recovered and did not even look for and pay attention to the source of the interference.
The nascent negative Fengqi has no sense of crisis.
The crazy negative Feng Qi only wanted to continue torturing Jian Ji, exchanging Jian Ji's pain for his own pleasure.
outside world.
Taihang, who kept activating the Dream Bell, also discovered the problem.
It found that even if the effect of the Dream Bell is maximized, it still cannot affect the current negative seal.
This situation has never happened before.
It once tried to use the Dream Bell to suppress negative consciousness, which is why Feng Qi chose to take it with him at that time.
In Shura ghost form, Feng Qi will completely lose consciousness.
Only by using the Dream Bell to suppress negative consciousness can Feng Qi's Shura Demonic Ghost form reach a perfect balance.
But now its ability can no longer be used against Feng Qi.
The specific reason was clearly understood in Taihang's mind.
This is obviously because Feng Qi's current negative consciousness is too terrifying, beyond the scope of the Dream Demon Bell's power, and cannot be interfered with his cognition.
If the Miracle Dream Bell is in hand, Taihang is confident that it can suppress the negative seal.
But what it holds is just a fake Dream Bell, and its effects are far from comparable to the real Dream Bell.
While anxious in his heart, Taihang gritted his teeth to resist the interference of negative emotions escaping from the sky, and continued to activate the Dream Demon Bell to emit interference sound waves, trying to suppress the negative Fengqi with continuous interference and let the master's personality control the body.
As time went by, Taihang's condition became worse and worse.
Although standing on the ground, it is still far away from the negative seal, but the interference of negative emotions continues to affect it.
Taihang had no doubt that if he persisted, he would probably fall into a state of mental contamination again and fall into a cycle of pain.
Looking back at Xiaoyou, Taihang's eyes turned fierce.
At this moment, it made a decision.
Although the Succubus Bell hanging around the neck is a pseudo-miracle, it is modeled after the real Succubus Bell, and inside it stores a mass of original power derived from the real Succubus Bell.
It is precisely by using the origin derived from the Dream Bell to make the core that the Pseudo Dream Bell can have effects similar to the Dream Bell.
Taihang understood that if the origin of the dream demon in the pseudo-dream demon bell was taken out.
The false dream bell will inevitably lose its effectiveness.
But now, it has made a decision.
Taihang shook his neck, and the lace of the Dream Bell suddenly broke. Taihang turned around and bit the Dream Bell.
At the same time as the teeth exerted force, Taihang's consciousness penetrated into the Dream Bell and controlled the Dream Bell to disintegrate.
time flies.
"Card!"
When the crisp cracking sound was heard, Taihang's eyes turned red.
"Taihang, this is the most precious treasure given to my family by the king. It once belonged to me, but now it belongs to you."
"Taihang, work hard to grow, and in the future this treasure will be passed on to your descendants."
His father's instructions vaguely echoed in his mind, but the sadness in Taihang's eyes turned into determination. At this moment, he suddenly raised his head and looked up at Negative Fengqi, letting out a long roar.
I saw a blue energy light group spraying out from Taihang's mouth and suddenly exploding in the air.
The blue light spots scattered all over the sky, and then under the control of Taihang's consciousness, they floated towards Negative Fengqi, wrapping Negative Fengqi's body.
The original power of miracles penetrated into Feng Qi's spiritual realm.
This time, the negative Feng Qi responded, and the crazy smile on his face gradually subsided.
He found that the power of his negative emotions was fading away like a tide, returning to the bottom of the sea of spiritual consciousness.
Negative Fengqi immediately started a hysterical struggle.
However, the power of the miracle artifact was so overbearing that the struggle failed to produce any effect, and the negative seal gradually weakened in the struggle.
The unconscious Fengqi master's personality and negative consciousness gradually woke up at this time.
They begin to suppress the emergence of negative emotional power.
Time passed by, and when the derived power of the Dream Demon Bell completely entered Feng Qi's spiritual consciousness, the negative Feng Qi was lost under the interference of consciousness.
Finally, the negative consciousness body is separated from the negative Fengqi body.
When the consciousness dissipated, Negative Fengqi no longer struggled to resist, allowing the Dream Demon Bell, Fengqi, and the negative consciousness body to work together to push him into the mental cage at the bottom of the spiritual sea of consciousness.
But a new crisis arrives.
Without the power of negative emotions to carry spiritual consciousness, Feng Qi has lost his physical body at this time.
Consciousness without a physical body is like having no roots, and it is difficult to exist independently in a world of rotating laws.
Just when Feng Qi regained consciousness, he thought he was about to perish like this.
Something unexpected happened.
He found that thousands of golden lights flashed in his spiritual consciousness, and an illusory sapling began to grow rapidly.
This is the life seed given to him by the Elf King.
When the life seed was implanted in his body, the power of the life seed was divided into two parts, one part was rooted in the heart, and the other part was rooted in the sea of spiritual consciousness along the eyebrows.
The life seeds in the two places swallowed part of the branches given by the Elf King respectively, and contained surging vitality inside.
At this moment, the life seeds between the eyebrows spread to countless roots, piercing the sea of spiritual consciousness, and began to weave the body on the surface of the body.
Soon, Feng Qi's consciousness was wrapped in a golden energy body.
During this period, the life seeds in the sea of spiritual consciousness became weaker and weaker, and eventually completely collapsed.
Feng Qi's golden energy body finally transformed into flesh and blood.
When the golden light disappeared, the flesh and blood body Feng Qi discovered had been recast.
It's just that this brand-new body seems very weak, and the results of the long journey have been completely consumed in the fight with Jian Ji.
The power of the life seeds disappeared, and the bodies of Feng Qi and Jian Ji fell straight from the air.
Taihang jumped up at this moment and caught the falling Fengqi with his back.
"Ahem..."
Falling heavily on Taihang's back, Feng Qi's chest felt tight and he couldn't help but cough violently.
When Taihang landed, he saw Xiaoyou, Po Jia and others coming quickly.
"Oh ho, the boss has won again, are we going to have another big dinner to celebrate..."
Xiaoyou was about to cheer for joy, but when she saw Feng Qi's appearance clearly, her body couldn't help but tremble.
He has a haggard face, pale hair, and traces of time on his face.
At this time, the boss no longer had the high-spiritedness he once had, his eyes were only tired, and his body had a rotten aura, like a decrepit old man who was about to reach the end of his life.
While her heart was throbbing, a smile quickly appeared on Xiaoyou's face again, and then she threw herself into Feng Qi's arms and shouted:
"Really, boss, you are injured again. This time you have become an old man. Use your life seeds to heal your wounds. You are so ugly now."
Listening to Xiaoyou's complaints, Feng Qi reached out and rubbed Xiaoyou's head.
He knows his physical condition very well.
Now, he doesn't have much time left.
The Elf King did not lie to him, the life seed indeed saved his life and reshaped his body.
But the process of reshaping the physical body is only half complete.
Under normal circumstances, the life seeds in the heart and spiritual sea of consciousness need to be activated at the same time before the physical body can be recast.
But the seed of life in the heart has long since collapsed.
First, he was constantly squeezed during the fight with Jian Ji, and then he was completely withered by the pollution of negative emotions. Now, it is very difficult to complete the reshaping of his body.
Feng Qi understood that even if his body was completely reshaped, he wouldn't be able to hold on for long.
The outpouring of negative emotions had long since corrupted his spiritual consciousness with holes in it.
Borrowing multiple innate abilities at the same time also had an impact on his spiritual consciousness.
Under the influence of multiple factors, I am lucky to be alive, but my life is almost exhausted and I will not be able to last much longer.
Looking at Xiaoyou who was still in Duxi, Feng Qi felt uncomfortable.
At this moment, he struggled to stand up and jumped off Taihang's back. He almost stumbled and fell after landing.
Stabilizing his body, he slowly came to Jian Ji, who had lost consciousness.
I habitually wanted to take objects from the space bracelet, but found that the space bracelet had long since shattered and disappeared during the battle.
Upon hearing his instructions, Xiaoyou nodded fiercely, reached out and took out the brain activation needle from the space bracelet.
After receiving the brain-activating needle from Xiaoyou, Feng Qi took off the protective shell covering the tip of the needle.
The surface of the dark green needle tip glows with metallic luster after contact with the air, dissipating strong fluctuations of spiritual energy.
The needle tip is made of top-grade spiritual minerals and has extremely strong penetrating properties.
When he came to Jian Ji and squatted down, he suddenly thrust the needle tip into Jian Ji's brain.
The tip of the needle came into contact with Jian Ji's brain, and a strong sense of resistance suddenly hit him.
Even though Jian Ji's million sword spirit array has stopped operating, Jian Ji's physical body is still very powerful.
"I come!"
Po Jia then took a step forward, took the syringe in Feng Qi's hand, raised it and stabbed it hard.
This time the brain activation needle successfully penetrated Jian Ji's brain.
When the blue liquid in the brain activation needle was completely pushed into Jian Ji's brain, Feng Qi stood up with difficulty.
It's hard for him to judge Jian Ji's current situation.
In order to ensure that Jian Ji's consciousness would not be extinguished, he thought it would be safer to give Jian Ji a brain-activating injection.
"Break Armor, take him with you."
Upon hearing his instructions, Po Jia immediately nodded and stretched out his hand to hold Jian Ji on his right shoulder.
Feng Qi turned his eyes to the north, and then stepped towards the direction of Mu Qing.
After a long time, he saw Mu Qing's body.
The wind and sand half-buried Mu Qing's body. Before she died, her fists were still clenched, and her eyes were still open with determination to fight.
The body riddled with holes proved that Mu Qing fought until the last moment of her life.
Arriving in front of Mu Qing, Feng Qi slowly knelt down and reached out to brush Mu Qing's eyes, but found that he couldn't close Mu Qing's open eyes.
He couldn't help but let out a sigh, then picked up Mu Qing's body from the ground and walked with difficulty towards the north gate of Winter City.
Looking at Feng Qi's lonely back and long gray hair blown up by the wind, Xiaoyou and others felt uncomfortable.
Then he followed Feng Qi's footsteps.
…
Two months later.
In front of Mu Qing's tombstone.
Feng Qi sat in a metal wheelchair, looking at the gray and white photo of Mu Qing on the tombstone.
At this time, the sharpness in his eyes disappeared, and there was only an aura of twilight in his body.
The impact of negative emotions is still there.
He seemed to be suffering from Alzheimer's disease, and would fall into a state of overlapping memories from time to time.
The war in Winterfell has ended.
But this battle had a serious impact on Winter City.
The entire northern district of Winter City was reduced to ruins, with large and small sinkholes scattered throughout. The south, east, and west of the city were also severely affected, especially in the west district, where buildings collapsed in large areas and most of the district was filled with building debris.
At this time, Winter City was almost in a state of paralysis.
The war with Jian Ji was won, but at a heavy price.
It is unknown how many years it will take to rebuild Winter City.
This is also the reason why Feng Qi wants to completely kill Jian Ji.
If Jian Ji is not wiped out, this situation will happen again in the future timeline.
What ended up being a ruined city.
Now Jian Ji has been frozen by Zhang Daowen and sent to the secret base of Scarlet Research Institute.
If everything goes well, when Jian Ji is killed in the main timeline, Jian Ji will become a thing of the past.
Winning should be a joy, but Feng Qi couldn't be happy no matter what.
Seeing Mu Qing die in battle with his own eyes, he felt as if a heavy stone was weighing on his heart and he felt like he couldn't breathe.
Mu Zhen could be reborn in the sun after his death, but Mu Qing really left.
For the future timeline, Mu Qing's fate can be rewritten and everything can be started again.
But for his sacrifice line, there is no chance to start over again, and what disappears will eventually never appear again.
"Ahem..."
Amidst the ups and downs of emotions, Feng Qi couldn't help but cough.
Even his breathing became hoarse, as if a dull knife was rubbing in his throat along with his breathing.
While sighing, Feng Qi rubbed the head of Little You who was sleeping on his knees with trembling hands.
Xiao Youdu muttered, arched her buttocks and continued to sleep.
Feng Qi knew that his time was running out.
On his deathbed, he didn't know how to arrange the rest of Xiaoyou's life.
He once tried to let Xiaoyou stay in Star City and settle here in a human way.
Just like Zhang Daowen, he became a part of Star City.
But when faced with his arrangements, Xiaoyou would always cry and fuss, unwilling to leave his side at all.
He had exhausted everything he had in the battle with Jian Ji and could not hold on much longer.
During this sacrifice line, he repeatedly broke through the limits of his life and completed the transformation of his life in the challenge of ascending to the gods.
The long journey of more than a hundred years is still vivid in my mind.
I have walked through the desert forbidden land filled with yellow sand, crossed the plant paradise with blooming green plants, and stopped in front of the dilapidated city gate to fight against the strong... There are too many wonderful memories worth recalling.
But at this moment, the prosperity has finally faded away, and it has returned to the ordinary in a twilight manner.
Looking at the setting sun in the distance, life seems like this sunset, about to sink into the mountains.
The sky is filled with sunset and the wind is blowing.
Feng Qi's breathing gradually slowed down, he smiled and reached out to touch Xiaoyou's head.
Xiaoyou subconsciously moved her buttocks and murmured a few words in dissatisfaction, as if she was blaming the boss for disturbing her sleep again.
Life is like a candle in the wind, eventually extinguished with the setting sun.
Feng Qi's hand was still on Xiaoyou's head, but the smile on his face was frozen.
After a long time, Xiaoyou raised his head fiercely and looked at Feng Qi with bright eyes:
"Boss."
"Hey, are you asleep?"
Xiaoyou stretched out his hand and shook it in front of Feng Qi:
"Boss, Xiaoyou is hungry and wants to eat barbecue."
Looking at the still silent boss, Xiaoyou's cheeks gradually puffed up.
In Xiaoyou's understanding, the boss only suffered serious injuries during the Ascension Challenge training, but the injuries will eventually heal, and the boss with a bright smile will still return.
It's like this every time.
The boss will die, this does not exist in Xiaoyou's knowledge.
"Boss, boss, wake up, Xiaoyou is starving!" Xiaoyou flew to Feng Qi's ear and shouted loudly.
"Xiaoyou, the boss is gone."
At this time, the figures of Po Jia, Lei Lei and others appeared, calling out to Xiao You who wanted to continue tossing Feng Qi.
"Gone? Aren't you here?" Xiaoyou said with a puzzled look.
"Boss...is dead." Po Jia sighed.
After hearing these words, Xiaoyou immediately put his hands on his hips and said angrily:
"The boss is recovering from his injuries... so he won't..."
Xiaoyou wanted to continue to refute what Po Jia said, but as she spoke, Xiaoyou's tears couldn't stop falling:
"The boss will not die... The boss was only seriously injured during the challenge to ascend to the gods. He will come back as before... You are not allowed to joke with Xiaoyou."
Po Jia and the others did not answer, but stood aside silently, listening to Xiaoyou's sobs.
"Boss, wake up... stop joking with Xiaoyou... Xiaoyou is so scared."
"Boss, Xiaoyou, please be obedient. Xiaoyou will practice hard in the future. Can you stop scaring Xiaoyou... Wuwuwu."
…
Looking at the lifeless Feng Qi, Xiaoyou kept talking and swearing, hoping that the boss would suddenly wake up and scare him.
But Feng Qi didn't wake up again.
Night enveloped the earth, and in the silent cemetery, Xiaoyou's cries gradually grew louder.
No matter how much Persuasion and others tried to persuade, Xiaoyou still refused to believe that the boss was dead.
She still insists that the boss is recovering from his injuries and will be back soon.
As the sun rose and set, Xiaoyou cried for three days, her eyes so red and swollen that she could hardly open them.
But she still hugged Feng Qi's body tightly, unwilling to let go.
Her heart has long been filled with confusion and sadness.
These days, countless scenes with Feng Qi flashed through her memory.
In Xiaoyou's perception, home has never been a fixed area.
Wherever the boss is, that is her home.
During the long journey, she never felt sad no matter how hard it was.
Because the boss who walks in front can always support her.
Now, the sky has fallen.
"Boss, please wake up...Xiaoyou will never be naughty again, and will never urge you to barbecue..."
Reaching out to touch Feng Qi's already cold cheek, Xiaoyou could no longer cry.
"Boss, you said there is hell in human mythology...Would you be lonely there without Xiaoyou by your side? Can Xiaoyou come and accompany you?"
When she said these words, Xiaoyou's eyes already had the will to die.
His heart was gradually frozen. Facing Feng Qi's death, the vitality in Xiaoyou's eyes was fading away.
Seeing this scene, Po Jia and the others were anxious, but they didn't know what to do.
Xiaoyou never listened to the persuasion these days.
At this time, Xiaoyou was like a flower that was about to wither. The energy braided thread tightened little by little in her body, trying to cut off her own vitality.
Just when Xiaoyou's breath was weak, Weiwei's figure appeared.
She stepped towards Xiaoyou and tried to pull Xiaoyou away from Feng Qi, but found that Xiaoyou refused to let go.
Wei Wei then bent down, put her mouth against Xiaoyou's ear and whispered:
"Xiaoyou, the boss is not dead, he will return in more than a thousand years..."
Listening to Wei Wei's story, the lifeless look in Xiaoyou's eyes gradually faded away, and she suddenly turned back to look at Wei Wei:
"Really?"
Wei Wei smiled and stretched out her hand to rub Xiaoyou's smooth hair:
"Of course it's true. The magic sword also knows this secret. If you don't believe it, you can ask after the magic sword recovers."
"What you should do is work hard to grow up, and at least survive until the boss comes back. If your boss comes back and finds you dead, then it will be your boss's turn to cry."
Looking at Wei Wei with a smile on her face, Xiaoyou looked up at Feng Qi, who was already "sleeping", with a glimmer of hope in his eyes.
"The magic sword...where is the magic sword!"
Xiaoyou suddenly shouted.
"I brought it to you." Wei Wei picked up the wooden box in her hand and opened it, revealing the magic knife broken into three pieces:
"The consciousness of Demon Sword has not dissipated, but it is unknown how long it will take to recover."
Reaching out to take the wooden box handed over by Weiwei, tears filled Xiaoyou's eyes.
The shattered magic knife had changed its shape and was no longer the one she was familiar with.
But she still recognized it at a glance as the boss's personal weapon.
"Live until the boss comes back..."
Xiaoyou murmured softly, and her eyes gradually became firm:
"I will hold the sword from now on!"
…
Three days later, Feng Qi's ice coffin was buried.
On this day, outside the west gate of Star City.
Xiaoyou held the wooden box and headed west, followed by Po Jia, Lei Ting and Tai Xing.
Looking at Xiaoyou's firm steps, Po Jia and the others felt uncomfortable.
Feng Qi's death made Xiaoyou grow up overnight. The innocent and naive You disappeared, and now Xiaoyou has completely changed.
There is no smile on my face, and I no longer shout loudly anytime and anywhere.
"Xiaoyou, where should we go next?"
"Re-following the boss's journey to become a god, I will work hard to grow and live until the day I can meet the boss again."
"Do you really believe it?"
"I believe that the boss can do anything!"
As soon as the words fell, the wooden box in Xiaoyou's hand shattered, and the fragments of the magic knife were connected by energy threads, and she held them tightly in her hand.
He raised the magic knife above his head, and the morning glow was printed on his face through the cracks in the magic knife.
