The day after Feng Qi left.

evening.

The sky was filled with dark clouds and it was raining lightly.

Xiaoyou's eyes were red from crying. She fainted several times and woke up with tears streaming down her face again.

She was curled up in the corner of the sofa in the training room, like an abandoned kitten, her heart filled with hesitation and fear.

Feng Qi's departure was like a pillar holding up the sky that suddenly collapsed to Xiaoyou.

Xiaoyou knew that Feng Qi had already planned to do this.

Even though Feng Qi had already laid the groundwork, Xiaoyou has always been avoiding this problem, and is even less willing to accept the cruel reality of Feng Qi's departure.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...Boss."

Xiaoyou, who was so distraught, had not eaten all day.

But no matter how comforted Zhang Daowen was by his side, Xiaoyou was still immersed in sadness and could not break free from it.

It is different from the despair felt at Feng Qi's death at the end of the previous sacrifice line.

This time, Xiaoyou's inner sadness was more of a feeling of depression and confusion when she was abandoned, and she completely lost her direction for the future.

Every life has its own direction.

Strive for your tribe, work hard for wealth, and move forward for the continuation of life... Whether it is out of selfishness or righteousness, life must have its goals.

Xiaoyou's goal is to always follow the boss.

She could calmly accept the days when there was no food and starve during the journey to reach the gods, and she could also calmly accept the fact of traveling back to more than a hundred years ago...but she could not accept not having a boss.

Xiaoyou, who lost her boss, felt that her world had collapsed.

She even thought that she had been completely abandoned and that the boss no longer wanted her.

Just when Xiaoyou was helpless and desperate, the figure of the Lord of Mist appeared next to Xiaoyou.

"Uncle Fan."

Seeing the Lord of Mist appear, Zhang Daowen on the side immediately shouted.

"Um."

The Lord of Mist nodded, then reached out to pick up Xiaoyou, who was huddled in the corner of the sofa, and walked towards the Tiger Soul training room.

When Zhang Daowen saw this, although he was confused, he still followed decisively.

After a long time.

Star City Central Park.

Here stands the largest Fengqi statue in the entire Star City.

At this time, the Lord of Mist hugged Xiaoyou and pinched her cheek:

"Xiaoyou, your boss is looking for you."

Hearing these words, Xiaoyou, who was still crying, suddenly stopped and then opened his eyes.

But because her eyes were already red and swollen, when Xiaoyou opened her eyes, she could only open them just a slit and could not open them any wider.

Seeing that Xiaoyou's mood was showing signs of stabilization, the Lord of Mist had a smile on his face, and then pointed to the statue of the hero sealing chess in front of him, and said softly:

"Your boss is right there. He has something to say to you. You try to establish a connection with him."

"Boss, where is the boss!"

Xiaoyou immediately stood up in the arms of the Lord of Mist, turned his head and looked in the direction pointed by the Lord of Mist's finger.

When she saw the statue of Feng Qi's hero, the surprise in Xiaoyou's eyes instantly turned into disappointment.

"Xiaoyou, believe me, your boss is here, try to establish communication with him in your heart."

"Really? Why did the boss become a statue?"

Facing Xiaoyou's crying inquiry, the Lord of Mist immediately began to explain the reason.

Finally, the Lord of Mist placed Xiaoyou on the ground.

Xiaoyou stepped forward to the statue of Feng Qi and placed her hand on the statue.

Although she still didn't believe it, deep down in her heart, she still wanted to see her boss again.

The moment she closed her eyes, Xiaoyou's consciousness was driven in an unknown direction by some kind of force.

Faith connection is an extremely complex process.

Believers need to have extremely firm faith before they can be accepted by the faith bracelet and enter Fengqi's spiritual consciousness in the main timeline through the faith bracelet, a transit station.

But Xiaoyou's process of establishing a connection was extremely smooth, even surpassing Feng Qi's process of believing in himself.

Because no one in this world has more faith in his boss than Xiaoyou.

In Xiaoyou's eyes, the boss is omnipotent and is the backbone of the world.

Only Xiaoyou can easily say that he can sacrifice himself for the boss at any time.

This belief is not fanatical, but it is firmer than anyone else.

The process of faith connection is established at a speed never seen before.

Xiaoyou's consciousness crossed the unknown, passed through the smoke-filled time barrier, and finally appeared in the spiritual sea of ​​consciousness on the main timeline.

When Xiaoyou's consciousness opened his eyes.

The scene in front of her shocked her.

The stars in the sky seem to be within reach, and the star tracks carry them around the dark golden source. Looking down, you can see the vast golden ocean with no visible edges under your feet, and the turbulent waves are swaying.

"Xiaoyou, are you crying again?"

At this moment, a familiar voice sounded in Xiaoyou's mind.

Hearing this voice, golden tears flowed from Xiaoyou's conscious eyes and he turned his head violently.

I saw a golden figure sitting cross-legged in the air not far away.

Although the flesh and blood body was gone, the outline of the appearance did not change at all. Xiaoyou still recognized at a glance that this was his boss.

Without hesitation, Xiaoyou immediately pounced towards Feng Qi.

Because he had never controlled the flight of his conscious body, Xiaoyou seemed very embarrassed at this time. He kept pulling his limbs and tried running, swimming, etc., in an attempt to get close to Feng Qi.

But the conscious body is still stagnant and has not made any progress.

Seeing this scene, Feng Qi, who had turned into a golden consciousness, couldn't help laughing.

Xiaoyou is still as naive as ever.

The golden consciousness body flashed and appeared in front of Xiaoyou's consciousness body, and reached out to grab Xiaoyou's consciousness body arm.

Xiaoyou was like a drowning man grabbing a life-saving straw, and threw himself into Feng Qi's arms.

"Boss, boss..."

Xiaoyou clung to Feng Qi's chest, her head kept rubbing into Feng Qi's arms. Under the excitement, spiritual power liquid continued to flow from the eyes of her conscious body, as if she was afraid that after she let go, the boss would disappear again.

Feng Qi said nothing and gently rubbed Xiaoyou's head.

After a long time, when Xiaoyou's emotions calmed down, Feng Qi lowered his head and smiled:

"Xiaoyou, we have established a faith connection. You can come to me anytime if you miss me in the future."

"No, Xiaoyou won't leave, she will stay with the boss forever."

"obedient."

"Xiaoyou, don't be obedient. Xiaoyou will be a disobedient bad boy from now on."

Xiaoyou shrank her head in Feng Qi's arms, unwilling to compromise at all.

Facing the wayward Xiaoyou, Feng Qi wanted to reprimand him severely, but he couldn't do it and could only continue to appease Xiaoyou's emotions.

But leaving Xiaoyou here is obviously unrealistic.

So he chose to change his approach.

"Xiaoyou, boss, I hope you can do me a favor."

"What are you busy with?" Xiaoyou raised his head curiously, and the sadness on his face disappeared after meeting the boss.

"Continue to make space bracelets and other energy weaving props for me. This is a task given to you by the boss."

"Can it be made here?" Xiaoyou asked, tilting her head.

"Of course not. This is a space of spiritual consciousness. We cannot sense the power of elements, so we can only make them outside... These props are very important to the boss. Xiaoyou will not refuse the boss, right?"

"But...will this make the boss happy?"

"Of course." Feng Qi nodded firmly.

"Then...can I make a prop and then come in to talk to the boss?"
To be continued...