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 mind seemed to be polluted and 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 that it is a multiple accumulation of negative emotions.

For example, Feng Qi in timeline 3 absorbed 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, it will read the negative emotions of timeline 1 three times and the negative emotions of timeline 2 twice.

Repeated memories are constantly superimposed.

After all, this is part of the timeline experience.

With the progression of layers, every time Feng Qi absorbs the memory, he will bring endless negative emotional pressure to him.

If it were not for the multiple mental training on the Miracle Heart Refining Platform, he would have been unable to bear the oppression of negative emotions several timelines ago. It

is difficult to travel, it is difficult to live forever, it is difficult to have a heart... Every experience will make his mental shackles stronger.

The narrator once said that there was a demon in his heart.

It had no consciousness, so it would not break free from the shackles of the state of mind created for it, but the dissipated negative emotions still made Feng Qi suffer.

If one day the negative emotion demon gave birth to autonomous consciousness, it would break free from the cage and become uncontrollable, and it would inevitably devour the main personality.

This time, Feng Qi took the initiative to release this negative demon.

It had no consciousness and gained the consciousness of the negative personality body, giving birth to its own consciousness.

At the beginning of his birth, he was the embodiment of extreme evil.

It was a condensation of countless negative emotional forces such as despair, death, fear, anger, depression, sadness, and pain, and the embodiment of all the most unpleasant emotions.

The moment the negative Feng Qi appeared, he polluted the magic knife and forced the adaptive deformation of the magic knife to turn it into a physical ghost knife.

The flesh could not bear the horrible negative pollution and was completely transformed into negative energy.

It became a half-real and half-virtual form, and the surface of the body was still emitting ethereal negative mist like smoke.

The horrible negative emotional power is different from energy and entity, but a kind of spiritual pollution damage.

Even though Jian Ji had millions of sword spirits protecting him and had extremely strong physical defense, he still couldn't resist the erosion of negative emotional power.

If the body can withstand physical and energy damage.

Then the spiritual sea of ​​consciousness withstands spiritual damage.

Even if you have an extremely strong body, as long as your mental consciousness is weak, you will be seriously injured and even die mentally if you are hit by mental damage.

Negative emotional power is a kind of extreme mental damage.

Jian Ji, who was blessed by millions of sword spirits, had extremely strong physical defense, but negative emotions caused mental damage to Jian Ji after hitting him, and he needed 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 who was struggling in pain, an exaggerated smile appeared on his face, and a crazy laugh came out of his mouth.

Jian Ji's painful emotions were the best food in Negative Fengqi's eyes. The

brilliant and prosperous world that the main personality yearned for was the worst future in Negative Fengqi's eyes.

In Negative Fengqi's eyes, this world should not be beautiful, and the final destination should be full of pain and despair.

I saw strands of gray energy appearing above Jian Ji's head as he was reincarnated in pain.

Negative Fengqi, hovering in the air, looked at Jian Ji as if he was looking at a captive prey, his eyes full of sarcasm and ridicule.

"Betrayal!"

Negative Fengqi grinned and said at this time.

As soon as the voice fell, Jian Ji, who was in a state of mental depression, suddenly felt an infinite sense of weightlessness. When his vision became clear again, he found that he had returned to the Sword Clan.

The Sword Clan was still there at that time.

This time, Jian Ji became the betrayed.

His relatives and clansmen died tragically due to betrayal. The pain that penetrated deep into his bones was exactly the despair that the Demon Knife had experienced.

"Fear!"

The evil laughter sounded again.

This time, Jian Ji began to experience a terrifying reincarnation. Every time he grew up in painful struggles, he felt the most excruciating pain, but he could never break free from it.

Negative Fengqi constantly injected his negative emotions into Jian Ji's mind, using negative emotions to weave the most painful experiences for him.

Betrayal, fear, death, despair... In the endless repetition of despair, Jian Ji's mental will was close to collapse several times.

Jian Ji, who had no state of mind to challenge his training, had never truly experienced despair even though he had lived for more than a thousand years.

He was the first genius of the Sword Clan when he was young, and his growth was smooth.

At his peak, he obtained the miracle "enhanced gem" that changed his fate.

Obtaining a miracle artifact is a supreme opportunity for creatures in any field, and this is even more so for Jian Ji, who obtained a miracle artifact that fits him perfectly.

Any weapon or equipment inlaid with an enhanced gem will gain a terrifying increase.

After the sword in his hand was inlaid with an enhanced gem, it gave him the potential to look into the future.

But this time, he did not have smooth sailing in the negative reincarnation, only endless despair, and all suffering and misfortune would befall him.

He did not have the ability to dominate his own destiny, and could only sink in despair.

The pain made Jian Ji wail constantly, but this sound was particularly pleasant to the ears of Negative Fengqi.

Negative Fengqi's voice kept ringing in Jian Ji's ears, making Jian Ji's pain worse and worse.

Jian Ji was completely powerless to resist.

The moment he was cut by the ghost knife, he had been contaminated by the most extreme demon.

Neither able to live nor die.

Jian Ji had completely become a plaything of Negative Fengqi, who amused him with his screams and pain.

...

Outside world.

The earth collapsed, and everything was in ruins.

The North District of Winter was completely flattened, and even the remains of buildings could not be seen. Only pits of various sizes were left.

Under the aftermath of the horror, the remains of buildings had long been crushed into powder.

The figures of Fengqi and Jianji were suspended in the sky.

Jianji's eyes had lost their golden color and turned gray, and his body was still shaking uncontrollably.

And the negative Fengqi was hovering in front of Jianji, and countless gray negative power tentacles spread out of his body, entwining Jianji's body surface.

Time passed by.

A few hours later, the figures of Xiaoyou and others appeared in the North District of Winter.

When Xiaoyou saw the negative Fengqi hovering in the sky, a bright smile suddenly appeared on his face, and he waved at the suspended Fengqi and shouted:

"Boss, why are you smoking!"

Xiaoyou was about to float towards Fengqi.

At this time, Taihang suddenly jumped up, bit Xiaoyou's left leg, and pulled him down from the air.

Just when Xiaoyou pouted and wanted to complain, Lei Ting said with a serious face:

"Stupid You, don't act rashly. His condition is not right. His body has been transformed into a half-real and half-virtual energy body. Even from a long distance, I can feel the horrible negative emotional fluctuations, which makes me want to vomit."

"What do you mean?"

Taihang said at this time:

"Xiaoyou, do you remember the negative mental hell I once experienced? The boss is now using this ability. The difference is that the boss has not activated the Shura form. The body seems to be completely polluted by negative emotions. The boss now may not distinguish between friend and foe. You will die if you go there."

Hearing this, Xiaoyou's expression suddenly became extremely nervous:

"Will the boss die?"

Faced with the question, Pojia, Lei Ting, and Taihang were silent.

Without the physical body, they felt that even if they could suppress Fengqi's negative emotions back to the spiritual sea of ​​consciousness, the main personality consciousness would be difficult to survive without the physical body.

After so many years of companionship, they knew clearly how cruel this answer was to Xiaoyou.

So they didn't dare to speak their minds.

"He won't die!" Lei Ting, who always liked to criticize Xiao You, said affirmatively at this time.

"Hey, I knew that the boss would win again. When the boss comes back, he will definitely have a barbecue to celebrate... Hehe."

Speaking of eating, Xiao You's face showed a bright smile.

"Taihang, can your nightmare bell suppress the boss's negative emotions?"

Pojia turned his head to look at Taihang and asked seriously.

Taihang looked at Feng Qi, who was hanging in the sky, half real and half virtual, with a solemn expression:

"I have used the nightmare bell to suppress negative consciousness, but I have never seen the boss's current state. I don't know if it will work. I will try my best." "

Maybe it is feasible. If the boss's negative power has not yet given birth to his own consciousness, and is still using the negative consciousness as a consciousness carrier, then his negative emotions are still likely to be suppressed by the nightmare bell."

Lei Ting also nodded at this time.

"I'll try."

Taihang shook his body, and his body suddenly swelled, and then he quickly ran to the location where Fengqi was.

Xiaoyou was about to follow him, but was grabbed by Pojia:

"Xiaoyou, stay here and don't make trouble."

"Okay."

Xiaoyou sighed helplessly, and put on an attitude that he really couldn't do anything to you.

A moment later, Taihang came to the bottom of Fengqi's suspended area.

Before he approached Fengqi, Taihang began to retch.

The strong fear was like a thorn in his bones, and he couldn't get rid of it.

The interference of negative emotions evoked the fear buried in the deepest part of Taihang's heart.

The scene of being pulled into the negative hell involuntarily emerged in his mind. It was definitely the most terrifying experience in his life.

If possible, he would rather choose death than reincarnate in the endless torture of negative emotions.

Thinking back now, he still felt terrified.

Just like the eighteen levels of torture in hell in the human mythology that Fengqi talked about during the journey, that kind of terrifying experience needs a long time to dilute.

At this moment, the negative emotional power released by Negative Fengqi awakened the nightmare that Taihang didn't want to recall the most.

Taihang's body trembled involuntarily, and his body had a strong rejection reaction. He kept retching as if he wanted to vomit out the negative emotions in his body.

But mental pollution can't be dispelled by physical vomiting.

After a long pause, Taihang gritted his teeth and drove the nightmare bell.

Suddenly, an ethereal sound that could interfere with consciousness sounded.

The nightmare bell spread strange sound waves and radiated to the sky.

At this time, Negative Fengqi was still torturing Jian Ji in the mental hell realm, making Jian Ji's consciousness emit a grating cry that made him happy in despair.

At this time, the sound waves that interfered with consciousness sounded in the mental hell realm.

Negative Fengqi's consciousness was briefly dazed, but he quickly recovered, and he didn't even look for and care about the source of the interference. The

newborn Negative Fengqi had no sense of crisis.

The crazy Negative Fengqi only wanted to continue to torture Jian Ji in his mind, and use Jian Ji's pain to exchange for his own pleasure.

The outside world.

Taihang, who kept urging the nightmare bell, had also discovered the problem.

It found that even if it maximized the effect of the Nightmare Bell, it still could not affect the current negative Fengqi.

This situation has never happened before.

It once tried to suppress the negative consciousness with the Nightmare Bell, which was why Fengqi chose to bring it with him at that time.

In the Shura Demon Form, Fengqi will completely lose consciousness.

Only when it uses the Nightmare Bell to suppress the negative consciousness can Fengqi's Shura Demon Form reach a perfect balance.

But now its ability can no longer work on Fengqi.

Taihang understood the specific reason in his heart.

This is obviously because Fengqi's current negative consciousness is too terrifying, beyond the power range of the Nightmare Bell, and cannot be disturbed.

If it was the miracle nightmare bell in hand, Taihang would have the confidence to suppress the negative seal.

But it was just a fake nightmare bell, and the effect it produced was far from comparable to the real nightmare bell.

While feeling anxious, Taihang gritted his teeth to resist the interference of negative emotions from the sky, and continued to urge the nightmare bell to emit interference sound waves, trying to suppress the negative seal with continuous interference, so that the main personality could control the body. As

time went by, Taihang's condition became worse and worse.

Although he was standing on the ground, still far away from the negative seal, the interference of negative emotions continued to affect him.

Taihang had no doubt that if he persisted, he would probably fall into a state of mental pollution again and fall into a painful reincarnation.

Looking back at Xiaoyou, Taihang's eyes were fierce.

At this moment, it made a decision.

Although the nightmare bell hanging around its neck was a fake miracle, it was a replica of the real nightmare bell, and inside it was a group of original power derived from the real nightmare bell.

It was precisely because the original power derived from the nightmare bell was made into the core that the fake nightmare bell had similar effects to the nightmare bell.

Taihang knew that if the nightmare essence in the pseudo nightmare bell was taken out,

the pseudo nightmare bell would lose its effect.

But now, it had made a decision.

Taihang shook his neck, and the nightmare bell's lace broke. Taihang turned his head and bit the nightmare bell.

While exerting force with his teeth, Taihang's consciousness penetrated into the nightmare bell and controlled the nightmare bell to disintegrate.

Time passed.

"Crack!"

When the crisp shattering sound rang out, Taihang's eyes turned red.

"Taihang, this is the treasure given to my clan by the king. It once belonged to me, but now it belongs to you."

"Taihang, work hard to grow up, and in the future, this treasure will also be passed on to your descendants."

His father's instructions vaguely rang in his mind, but the sadness in Taihang's eyes turned into determination. At this time, he suddenly looked up at the negative chess and let out a long roar.

A dark blue energy ball spurted out of Taihang's mouth and suddenly exploded in the air.

The blue light dots scattered all over the sky, and then under the control of Taihang's consciousness, they floated towards Negative Fengqi and wrapped his body.

The original power of miracle penetrated into Fengqi's spiritual realm.

This time, Negative Fengqi responded, and the crazy smile on his face gradually subsided.

He found that his negative emotional power was fading like a tide, returning to the bottom of his spiritual sea of ​​consciousness.

Negative Fengqi immediately started a hysterical struggle.

But the power of the miracle artifact was extremely overbearing, and the struggle failed to produce any effect. Negative Fengqi gradually weakened in the struggle.

Fengqi's main personality and negative consciousness, who had lost consciousness, also gradually woke up at this time.

They began to suppress the emergence of negative emotional power.

Time passed, and when the derived original power of the nightmare bell completely entered Fengqi's spiritual sea of ​​consciousness, Negative Fengqi lost himself under the interference of consciousness.

In the end, the negative consciousness body was peeled off from the body of Negative Fengqi.

When the consciousness dissipated, Negative Fengqi no longer struggled and resisted, allowing the nightmare bell, Fengqi, and the negative consciousness body to work together to push himself into the state of mind cage at the bottom of the spiritual sea of ​​consciousness.

But a new crisis has arrived.

Without the power of negative emotions to carry the spiritual consciousness, Feng Qi has lost his physical body.

A consciousness without a physical body is like a root without duckweed, and it is difficult to exist independently in a world where laws rotate.

Just when Feng Qi regained consciousness and thought he was about to fall like this.

An accident occurred.

He found that his spiritual sea of ​​consciousness was flashing with thousands of golden lights, and an illusory sapling began to grow rapidly.

This was the seed of life given to him by the Elf King.

When the seed of life was implanted in his body, the power of the seed of life was divided into two parts, one part was rooted in the heart, and the other part was rooted in the spiritual sea of ​​consciousness along the center of the eyebrows.

The life seeds in the two places devoured part of the branches given by the Elf King, and contained surging vitality.

At this moment, the life seed at the center of the eyebrows spread countless roots, pierced the spiritual sea of ​​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 spiritual sea of ​​consciousness became weaker and weaker, and finally completely collapsed.

Feng Qi's golden energy body finally turned into flesh and blood.

When the golden light disappeared, Feng Qi found that his flesh and blood body had been recast.

However, this new body seemed very weak. The results of his cultivation during the long journey were consumed in the fight with Jian Ji.

The power of the life seed disappeared, and Feng Qi and Jian Ji's bodies fell straight from the air.

Taihang jumped up at this time and caught the falling Feng Qi on his back.

"Cough cough..."

Feng Qi's chest was stuffy after falling heavily on Taihang's back, and he couldn't help coughing violently.

When Taihang landed, he saw Xiaoyou, Pojia and others rushing over quickly.

"Oh, the boss won again, are you going to celebrate with a big meal again..."

Xiaoyou was about to cheer, but when she saw Feng Qi's appearance clearly, her body trembled.

Haggard face, pale hair, and traces of time on his face.

At this time, the boss no longer had the vigor and vitality he once had. There was only fatigue in his eyes, and there was a more decayed smell on his body, like an old man who was about to reach the end of his life.

As his heart ached, Xiaoyou's face soon showed a smile again, and then he threw himself into Fengqi's arms, shouting:

"Really, Boss, you are injured again, and this time you have become an old man. Hurry up and use your life seed to heal your wounds. You are so ugly now."

Listening to Xiaoyou's complaints, Fengqi reached out and rubbed Xiaoyou's head.

He knew the condition of his body very well.

Now he didn't have much time left.

The Elf King did not lie to him. The life seed did save his life and reshaped his body for him.

But the process of reshaping his body was only half completed.

Under normal circumstances, the life seeds in the heart and the spiritual sea of ​​consciousness need to be activated at the same time before the body can be recast.

But the life seeds in the heart have already collapsed.

First, they were constantly squeezed when fighting with Jian Ji, and then they were completely withered under the pollution of negative emotional power. Now it is very difficult to complete the reshaping of the body.

Feng Qi understands that even if the body is perfectly reshaped, he can't hold on for long.

Negative emotions gushed out, and his spiritual sea of ​​consciousness had already been corrupted.

At the same time, borrowing multiple talents also affected his spiritual sea of ​​consciousness.

Under the influence of multiple factors, it is a blessing to be able to survive, but life is almost exhausted and can't hold on for long.

Looking at Xiao You who was still mumbling, Feng Qi felt bad.

At this time, he struggled to stand up, jumped off Taihang's back, and almost stumbled and fell after landing.

Steadying his body, he slowly came to Jian Ji, who had lost consciousness. He

habitually wanted to take something from the space bracelet, but found that the space bracelet had already shattered and disappeared in the battle.

"Xiaoyou... ahem, brain activation needle."

Hearing his order, Xiaoyou nodded fiercely and reached out to take out the brain activation needle from the space bracelet.

Taking the brain activation needle handed over by Xiaoyou, Feng Qi took off the protective shell on the needle tip.

When the dark green needle tip came into contact with the air, a metallic luster appeared on the surface, emitting strong spiritual fluctuations.

The needle tip is made of top-grade spiritual ore and has extremely strong penetrating power.

He squatted down in front of Jian Ji and suddenly stabbed the needle tip into Jian Ji's brain. When

the needle tip came into contact with Jian Ji's brain, a strong sense of resistance came over him.

Even though Jian Ji's million sword spirit formation had stopped operating, Jian Ji's body was still very strong.

"I'll do it!"

Pojia stepped forward at this time, took the syringe in Feng Qi's hand, raised it and stabbed it fiercely.

This time, the brain activation needle successfully pierced 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.

He couldn't judge Jian Ji's current situation.

In order to ensure that Jian Ji's consciousness was not extinguished, he thought it would be safer to give Jian Ji a shot of brain activation needle.

"Po Jia, take him."

Hearing his order, Po Jia nodded immediately and stretched out his hand to hold Jian Ji on his right shoulder.

Feng Qi turned his sight to the north, and then walked towards the direction where Mu Qing was.

After a long time, he saw Mu Qing's body.

The wind and sand half buried Mu Qing's body. Before she died in the battle, her fists were still clenched, and there was still a resolute will to fight in her open eyes .

The body full of holes proved that Mu Qing fought to the last moment of her life.

When he came to Mu Qing, Feng Qi slowly squatted down, stretched out his hand to brush Mu Qing's eyes, but found that he could not close Mu Qing's open eyes.

He couldn't help but sigh, then picked up Mu Qing's body from the ground, and walked towards the north gate of Winter City with difficulty.

Looking at Feng Qi's lonely back and the gray-white long hair blown by the wind, Xiao You and others felt uncomfortable.

Then they 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 photo of Mu Qing on the tombstone.

At this time, the sharpness in his eyes disappeared, and there was only the air of old age on his body.

The influence of negative emotions was still there.

He seemed to have Alzheimer's disease, and would fall into a state of overlapping memories from time to time.

The war in Winter City has ended.

But this war has had a serious impact on Winter City.

The entire northern area of ​​Winter City has become a ruin, with large and small sinkholes all over the city. The south, east and west of the city have also been seriously affected, especially the west area of ​​the city, where a large area of ​​buildings collapsed, and most of the area was filled with building debris.

At this time, Winter City was almost paralyzed.

The war with Jian Ji was won, but it also paid a painful price.

I don't know 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 eliminated, such a situation will be repeated in the future timeline.

In the end, what is left is 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 a victory should be joyful, but Feng Qi can't be happy at all.

Seeing Mu Qing die in battle, he felt as if a heavy stone was pressing on his heart and he couldn't breathe. Mu

Qing can be reborn in the sun after death, but Mu Qing is really gone.

For the future timeline, Mu Qing's fate can be rewritten and everything can start over.

But for his sacrifice line, there is no chance to start over, and what disappears will never appear again.

"Ahem..."

Feng Qi couldn't help coughing as his emotions fluctuated.

Even his breathing became hoarse, as if a blunt knife was rubbing in his throat with his breathing.

While sighing, Feng Qi rubbed Xiao You's head, who was sleeping on his knees, with trembling hands.

Xiao You muttered something, arched his buttocks and continued to sleep.

Feng Qi knew that he didn't have much time left.

When he was dying, he didn't know how to arrange Xiaoyou's life.

He had tried to let Xiaoyou stay in Star City and settle here as a human.

Just like Zhang Daowen, he wanted Xiaoyou to become a part of Star City.

But when faced with his arrangements, Xiaoyou would always cry and make a fuss, and was unwilling to leave his side.

In the battle with Jian Ji, he had exhausted everything and could not hold on for much longer.

He had broken through the limits of life many times in this sacrifice line in the challenge of ascending to the godhood and completed the transformation of life.

The long journey of more than a hundred years, the past events are still vivid

in my mind. I have walked through the desert forbidden land full of yellow sand, crossed the botanical garden with blooming green plants, and stopped in front of the dilapidated city gate to fight with the strong... There are too many wonderful memories worth recalling.

But at this moment, the prosperity has faded after all, and it has returned to the ordinary in the twilight.

Looking at the sunset in the distance, life is like this sunset, about to sink into the mountains.

The sunset is all over the sky, and the wind sweeps away the remaining clouds.

Feng Qi's breathing gradually slowed down, and he smiled and reached out to touch Xiao You's head.

Xiao You subconsciously arched her buttocks and muttered a few words of dissatisfaction, as if blaming the boss for disturbing her sleep again.

Life is like a candle in the wind, and it will eventually go out with the sunset.

Feng Qi's hand was still on Xiao You's head, but the smile on his face was frozen.

After a long time, Xiao You suddenly raised his head, looked at Feng Qi with a sharp gaze and said:

"Boss."

"Hey, are you asleep?"

Xiao You stretched out his hand and waved in front of Feng Qi:

"Boss, Xiao You is hungry and wants to eat barbecue."

Looking at the still motionless Boss, Xiao You's cheeks gradually bulged.

In Xiao You's cognition, the Boss was just seriously injured in the training of the Ascension Challenge, but the injury will eventually heal, and the boss with a bright smile will still come back.

It's always like this.

The Boss will die, this does not exist in Xiao You's cognition.

"Boss, Boss, wake up, Xiao You is starving!" Xiao You flew to Feng Qi's ear and shouted loudly.

"Xiao You, the Boss is gone."

At this time, the figures of Po Jia, Lei Ting and others appeared and stopped Xiao You who wanted to continue to torment Feng Qi.

"Gone? Isn't he here?" Xiao You asked with a puzzled look.

"The Boss... is dead." Po Jia sighed.

After hearing this, Xiao You immediately put her hands on her hips and said proudly:

"The boss is recovering... he won't..."

Xiao You wanted to continue to refute what Po Jia said, but as she spoke, Xiao You couldn't stop her tears from falling:

"The boss won't die... The boss was just seriously injured in the challenge of ascending to the gods, and he will come back like before... You are not allowed to joke with Xiao You."

Po Jia and others did not answer, but stood aside silently, listening to Xiao You sobbing.

"Boss, wake up... Don't joke with Xiao You... Xiao You is so scared."

"Boss, Xiao You, please be obedient, Xiao You will practice well in the future, can you please stop scaring Xiao You... woo woo woo."

...

Looking at Feng Qi who had lost his vitality, Xiao You kept talking and swearing, hoping that the boss would suddenly wake up and scare her.

But Feng Qi did not wake up again.

Night fell over the earth, and in the silent cemetery, Xiao You's crying gradually became louder.

No matter how Po Jia and others persuaded her, Xiao You still refused to believe that the boss was dead.

She still insisted that the boss was recovering and would be back soon.

As the sun rose and set, Xiaoyou cried for three days, her eyes were so red and swollen that she could hardly open them.

But she still hugged Fengqi's body tightly, unwilling to let go.

Her heart had long been filled with confusion and sadness.

These days, countless scenes of her being with Fengqi flashed through her memory.

In Xiaoyou's cognition, home has never been a fixed area.

Wherever the boss is, that is her home.

During the long journey, she did not feel sad even if it was hard.

Because the boss walking in front of her could always hold up the sky for her.

Now, the sky has collapsed.

"Boss, please wake up... Xiaoyou will never be naughty again, and will never urge you to grill meat again..."

Reaching out to touch Fengqi's already cold cheek, Xiaoyou could no longer cry.

"Boss, you said there is a hell in human mythology... Would you be lonely there without Xiaoyou's company? Can Xiaoyou come to accompany you?"

When she said this, Xiaoyou's eyes were filled with the determination to die.

His heart was gradually frozen. Facing Fengqi's death, the vitality in Xiaoyou's eyes was fading.

Seeing this scene, Pojia and 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 weaving line in her body tightened little by little, trying to cut off her vitality.

Just when Xiaoyou's breath was weak, Weiwei appeared.

She stepped to Xiaoyou's side and tried to pull Xiaoyou away from Fengqi, but found that Xiaoyou refused to let go.

Wei Wei then bent down, put her mouth close to Xiao You's ear and whispered:

"Xiao You, the boss is not dead, he will come back in more than a thousand years..."

Listening to Wei Wei's story, the dead air in Xiao You's eyes gradually faded, and she suddenly turned her head and looked at Wei Wei:

"Really?"

Wei Wei smiled and stretched out her hand to rub Xiao You's soft hair:

"Of course it's true, the magic knife also knows this secret, if you don't believe it, wait until the magic knife recovers, just ask."

"What you should do is to work hard to grow up, at least to live until the boss comes back. If your boss comes back and finds that you are dead, then it will be your boss' turn to cry."

Looking at Wei Wei with a smile on her face, Xiao You looked up at Feng Qi who was already "sleeping", and a glimmer of hope ignited in her eyes.

"Magic knife... Where is the magic knife!"

Xiao You suddenly shouted.

"I brought it to you." Wei Wei picked up the wooden box in her hand and opened it to reveal the magic knife fragments broken into three pieces:

"The consciousness of the magic knife has not dissipated yet, but I don't know how long it will take to recover."

Xiaoyou stretched out her hand to take the wooden box handed by Weiwei, tears welled up in her eyes.

The broken magic knife has changed its shape and is no longer the familiar one.

But she still recognized it at a glance. It was the boss's personal weapon.

"Live until the boss returns..."

Xiaoyou whispered, and her eyes gradually became firm:

"From now on, I will hold the knife!"

...

Three days later, Fengqi's ice coffin was buried.

On this day, outside the west gate of Xingcheng.

Xiaoyou walked west with the wooden box in his arms, followed by Pojia, Lei Ting, and Taihang.

Looking at Xiaoyou's firm steps, Pojia and others felt bad.

Fengqi's death made Xiaoyou grow up overnight. The innocent and carefree Xiaoyou disappeared, and the current Xiaoyou has completely changed.

There is no smile on his face, and he no longer shouts loudly anytime and anywhere.

"Xiaoyou, where are we going next?"

"I will go back to the path of the boss's challenge to become a god. I will work hard to grow up and live to see the day when I can meet the boss again."

"Do you really believe it?"

"I believe it. 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 it tightly in her hand.

She raised the magic knife above her head, and the morning glow was imprinted on her face through the cracks of the magic knife.

Xiaoyou's eyes were extremely firm.