future world.

After passing through the space passage, what Feng Qi saw was the familiar scene of the ruined Star City.

The Star City illuminated by the blood moon is full of decayed traces eroded by the years.

The prosperity of human civilization has become a thing of the past, and it has become a page in the history of certain ethnic groups.

At this time, the Lord of Mist condensed his figure, looked at him and said:

"My avatar still has the energy to get entangled with Xiao Hei. Do you want to go to the Misty King City with me next? I can teach you some practical things there, which may be useful to your subsequent timeline."

Hearing these words, Feng Qi grinned and said:

"Okay, I'm also curious about what your Mist King City looks like."

Saying that, Feng Qi looked down at the sleeping little sucker lying in his arms, and rubbed her little head with his hand.

When he's gone, she hopes Sucker and Dawnbreaker will survive under the Mist Lord's protection.

The only thing that worries him now is that the sucker doesn't want to leave him.

If that time really came, he could only ask the Mist Lord to take coercive measures.

Otherwise, the sucker will inevitably be on the small black bar again.

At this time, the voice of the narrator sounded in his mind:

[I feel sorry for the sucker, I have played so many timelines and have never won once. This time the future dream line really does not need the sucker to make a move. When the old fan's avatar is defeated, it is estimated that Xiao Hei's strength has also been liberated to a certain extent , even if the sucker can delay, obviously it can't last for too long. 】

The idea of ​​the narration is the same as what Feng Qi had in mind.

So in this timeline, he wants the post-dawn to be with the suckers and survive under the protection of the old fans, without having to fight to the death for themselves.

As for their future, even the old fans feel a little confused about the future, and he is even more unable to find the answer.

Perhaps the descendants of the dawn and the sucker can follow the master of the mist to climb to the top, go against the current trend, and become the pioneers of the new world.

Or fall in the increasingly brutal race competition with old fans.

How could he predict the future.

At this moment, he felt his body lighten up, looked down and found that the Lord of Mist had turned into a sea of ​​gray mist to lift him up, and flew towards the south of Star City.

The speed of the Mist Lord's flight was so fast that it was difficult for his naked eyes to process the flying scenes, and the things in his vision became blurred.

After flying for a long time, a wall made of gray mist energy appeared in his sight.

The wall is tens of meters high, with dense gray mist billowing on its surface. From a distance, it looks square and square, standing on the edge of the sky and stretching for an unknown number of miles on both sides. The sight inside cannot be seen through the gray mist barrier.

When the Mist Lord carried him through the thick gray fog, Feng Qi was surprised by the scene before him.

The architecture of this city is a perfect fusion of modern and misty architectural styles.

To be more precise, the Misty Clan obviously inherited the psionic technology developed by the Psionic Clan of the Black Mystic faction, and integrated it into the development and construction of the Misty Clan.

Overlooking the city, you can see the tracks made of gray fog energy criss-crossing over the city, maximizing the traffic efficiency in the city.

There are also huge psionic transport stations standing between the various areas of the city. Rows of blue gemstones inlaid on them are shining, and they are running uninterruptedly to provide the entire city with the energy it needs.

In addition, there are many characteristic buildings, which make Fengqi overwhelmed.

This foggy city with no end in sight is far more prosperous than he imagined.

Flying towards the city center, during the conversation with the Mist Lord, Feng Qi had a preliminary understanding of the city's construction process.

Before the Lord of the Mist revived his tribe back then, the first thing he thought of was to rebuild the domain of the tribe first, and then consider the resurrection of the tribe.

This is mainly done from a security point of view.

After the collapse of the Mist Clan, the Mist Lord experienced the pain of not being able to perfectly integrate with the rules of the human world. In the end, he relied on a miraculous will to reshape his new body so that he could perfectly adapt to the rules of the human world.

But the people of the Mist Lord obviously couldn't.

Before it becomes a domain transcendent creature in the human mouth and adapts to the rules of the human world, it will face the rejection of the rules of the human world if it is resurrected hastily.

The consequences of incompatibility are very fatal, and there is a high probability that the resurrected clansmen will still die slowly.

After all, the clansmen of the Lord of Mist do not have the protection of a miraculous fetish that can change fate against the sky, such as the miraculous will.

In order to solve this problem, the Mist Lord, who had already defeated Heixuan at that time, began to conceive how to rebuild the Mist Domain.

During this process, the Mist Lord learned a lot about space systems.

Even studied the arrangement and structure of the basic elements of the domain field.

At that time, the Mist Lord had no clansmen around him, and those who followed him were all foreigners who resisted Heixuan's rule together. The Mist Lord also learned a lot about space, domain, and so on from those foreigners.

The preliminary plan to finally build a field field was born in the minds of the Mists.

Since it is a reconstruction, the first thing the Mist Lord thinks of is to abandon the defects in the original structure of the Mist Domain on the basis of compatibility with the rules of the human world, and strive to make it more complete and perfect.

In order to complete the construction of the field and lead the growth of the foreigners, the Mist Lord spent more than 500 years to finally complete the initial construction of the field under his feet.

It cost a lot of money during the period, and he almost exhausted the resources left by Hei Xuan.

He even dismantled several independent spaces that Heixuan painstakingly built, including a special space for resting after his training with the Mist Lord.

In the following years, the Lord of the Mist collected energy and blood, first resurrected the members of the original elders of the Mist Clan, and built the Mist Clan Land together with them.

In order to operate the clan more efficiently, the first thing that the Mist Lord thought of was the psionic technology that Heixuan originally prepared for himself.

In this way, it took more than 1,500 years for the Mist Lord to bring the Mist Race to a new height.

The current Misty Clan is the strongest force in the nearby area, and they already have a tendency to become the overlord of one area, with great potential in the future.

Except for the eight royal families and the special ethnic group like the blue skin clan, the Mist Lord expressed his confidence to face any challenge.

When he came to a magnificent gray mist palace, the Mist Lord fell straight down.

After he landed, the Lord of Mist regained his humanoid appearance with purple hair and purple eyes.

Feng Qi raised his head and looked forward.

The gray mist palace in front seems to be completely constructed of energy. The surface is as ethereal as mist, switching between virtual and real. There are many energy crystals inlaid in the gray mist, which seem to be used to maintain the stability of the gray fog's energy form.

Following the Misty Lord to the palace, Feng Qi couldn't help asking curiously:

"Old fan, why are there no guards in your palace?"

Faced with the question, the Mist Lord shook his head helplessly:

"What do you want the guards to do? Protect me? Arranging a group of clansmen here as palace guards is pure waste in my opinion. It's better to let them work hard for the construction of the race. Superficial engineering is useless to me."

"Then what are you building the palace for? Isn't it more resource-saving to build a few thatched huts?"

"It's not the same. This palace is not only built for me, but also for other Mist people, so that they have a common belief in their hearts, which will help strengthen the overall cohesion of the Mist people."

Stepping into the palace, there is a towering statue in front of you.

The statue is an old man with purple hair and purple eyes. There are obvious signs of age on his face. Those eyes seem to see through the ups and downs of the world, and the sense of vicissitudes in the eyes is overwhelming.

The old man's body was branded with blood-like scarlet lines, and there was a cloud of mist on his chest.

At this time, Mist took the initiative to introduce:

"This is the ancestor of my Mist tribe. He created the Mist tribe and laid a solid foundation for the future of our tribe. He will always be the hero of my Mist tribe."

"Is that the old ancestor you mentioned who became stronger with one sip?"

"That's right, the ancestor's rise did have an element of luck. In the past, he was just a slave under the hands of the strong clan. If he hadn't been lucky enough to dig out a piece of ore with the imprint of the spirit and blood of the pillar, it would be impossible to break free from the shackles of slavery on his body." But in the future, he will lead the Misty tribe to rise through his own hard work and struggle, and this is not an achievement that can be achieved by simple luck."

Feng Qi nodded at this moment.

After seeing the memory screen of the rise of Ling Zhan, he was full of admiration for those road-blazers from the bottom of his heart.

Everyone will have unattainable dreams, but after all, very few have the courage to take steps towards their dreams.

There are indeed very few lives who are lucky enough to get opportunities.

But expanding this scope to the entire world, and then extending the time, there are actually many lives that can obtain special opportunities.

Facts have proved that there are still very few who can really go long-term.

The rise of the Misty Clan, Psionic Clan, and other strong clans seems to be just luck to get miracle items, but in fact, their own efforts also accounted for a large part.

Throughout history, even with miraculous items, most lives or racial forces still have difficulty grasping this opportunity, and are eventually submerged in the long river of history.

Just like the humanoid race he met on Heijue Island.

That race has mastered the miracle bracelet with magical functions, but it has never even had the opportunity to show itself in history.

Even if he and the Mist Lord don't **** the Miracle Bracelet, this family will still be destroyed.

Seeing the strong clan, I feel that this clan must have been lucky enough to obtain a miraculous artifact to rise rapidly. This is undoubtedly a survivor's bias in cognition.

To paraphrase what an old fan once said:

"Controlling power and possessing power are two different things. If a race does not have strong inner power, no matter how many miraculous items it obtains, it will be the first to be disintegrated from the inside."

Go around the statue and walk into the main hall, with murals on both sides along the way.

These murals depict every important stage in the history of the Mist Folk.

History is a mirror, so we can know the ups and downs.

Through these murals, Feng Qi probably understands the rise of the Misty Clan. Like a reincarnation, the Misty Clan experienced rapid rise many times, but fell to the bottom several times, and finally continued to decline until the Lord of the Mist appeared, which turned the tide. The territory of the Misty tribe has re-expanded.

The growth process of the Misty Clan is full of thorns. In addition to threats from external forces, there have also been internal crises.

This is also the challenge that Fengqi will face next, how to avoid detours in the development of human civilization, or even avoid detours.

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt that he could ask the old fan for advice, so he immediately looked at the old fan and asked:

"Old fan, how do you think a race will be strong forever?"

Faced with the question, the Lord of the Mist thought for a while and shook his head helplessly, then pointed to the murals on both sides of the aisle:

"The history of my family, as well as the history of other races I have learned, proves that there is no eternal dynasty. There are many challenges that need to be faced to keep an ethnic group at its peak forever. External threats are only one of them, and it is even more difficult to solve internal conflicts." important."

"Then how to solve the conflicts within the race?" Feng Qi continued to ask.

"There are many methods. Many races adopt external wars. Using wars to transform internal contradictions into racial cohesion can indeed have a significant effect. After all, in the face of the survival crisis of a race, internal contradictions are no longer important."

Having said that, the Mist Lord continued after pondering for a while:

"But this method treats the symptoms rather than the root cause. When the external crisis is resolved, the internal conflicts will intensify. The best way is to continue to start a new round of wars, so that the internal focus of the ethnic group will always be on external threats... If This race has not been destroyed in endless wars. When this race has truly reached its peak and there are no more enemies around, then internal conflicts will become the fuse of the split war until it erupts completely, and the dynasty will eventually be destroyed. What followed was the rise of a large number of new forces, encroaching on the territory of the royal family and entering a new round of hegemony."

"Is there no way to solve this problem?"

Looking at Feng Qi with a dignified expression, a smile appeared on the face of the Mist Lord:

"Unless there is a banner figure in the race, who can exist forever and guarantee the spiritual and material needs of the people, then his spirit will continue to be implemented, and there will be no birth of revolutionary ideas. As long as this banner does not fall, the cohesion of the clan may be can be extended infinitely.”

Hearing the explanation from the Mist Lord, he immediately thought of the spiritual warfare of the Psionic Clan.

When the spirit war was in place, the entire psionic clan united as one and took the rise of the race as their mission, and their cohesion was unprecedented.

But when this banner fell, the internal problems of the Psionic Race gradually emerged.

The split Hei Xuan was one of the triggers.

If the spirit war was still there at that time, even if Heixuan split off, he would obviously choose to return to the ethnic group after the hidden problems were resolved. Heixuan had also said this to him himself.

The whole problem is that the spiritual war, the banner of the psionic race, has fallen.

Thinking of this, Feng Qi felt troubled.

How to unite the race and set up a banner of human spirit that will never fall has become a problem.

But he didn't think about it.

The rise of the human race has never been smooth sailing. What he needs to do is to constantly solve the problems that arise during the development of the human race, correct the history of the human race, and lead the human race to the peak.

Walking out of the mural gallery, they came to the central square of the palace.

A platform was built here, and four statues of fierce beasts with different shapes stood in the four corners, and they opened their mouths to spray thick blood mist into the blood pool in the center of the platform.

"This is where I practice."

Speaking of which, the Lord of Mist came to stand in front of the platform, stretched out his hand and pointed forward, and suddenly the turbulent mist overflowed from his fingers, turning into a foggy mirror in front of him.

I saw the figures of the descendants of dawn appearing in the foggy mirror. At this time, they changed into neat clothes, and they were no longer unkempt, and their appearance was completely new.

"Your descendants have been arranged in the city. Even if they don't make any contribution to the Mist Race in the future, I will support them for you for a lifetime."

"Thank you."

While thanking, Feng Qi looked down at the sucker lying on his chest.

The post-dawn side is easy to solve, but the sucker is a problem.

As if sensing his emotional changes, the tiny arms of the suction cup lying on his chest visibly exerted strength and hugged him even tighter.

I saw the sucker slowly raised his head, with a pitiful expression:

T^T) Ah Qi, don't go, the sucker is good."

Stretching out his hand to rub the sucker's little head, Feng Qi didn't speak, but a strong sense of guilt arose in his heart.

Mu Qing's message to him suddenly appeared in his mind:

I thought that this future line could meet you in 1500 years, accompany you for a while, and even fight Xiao Hei for you. Now it seems that I think it's too good, although I can't meet you in 1500 years. Accompany you, but the little sucker will replace me and continue to guard your progress...

The sucker is the continuation of Mu Qing's life, there is no doubt about it.

Being so close to him was also influenced by Mu Qing.

In multiple timelines, he is fighting for the future of the human race, but the sucker is fighting for him.

Just when Feng Qi felt sad, the voice of the narrator sounded in his mind:

[Behind every fallen Fengqi in future dreams, there is a funerary object called a sucker. What kind of emotion is this, tsk tsk. 】

Ignoring the narration's complaints, Feng Qi continued to stroke the sucker's head to appease the sucker's emotions.

"It seems that he is very attached to you and doesn't want to leave you. I can't help you solve this problem. You must find a solution before Xiao Hei arrives. If I force her to stay, I can predict that she will Wreak havoc in the Fog City, and even completely hate me, this will make it very difficult for me, I can't kill her, can I?"

The words of the Mist Lord undoubtedly hit the point.

With the current strength of the Mist Lord, he can easily keep the sucker behind.

But in doing so, the sucker can only be imprisoned forever in the cage set by the Mist Lord, and it will never be possible to be free.

Because the risk of giving the suckers their freedom is too great.

A sucker is like an uncontrollable bomb, and the destructive power of an emotional outburst is amazing.

The Misty Tribe might suffer heavy losses from the sucker's anger.

The premise for the sucker to stay here is that the sucker is voluntary, and forcing will only bury hidden dangers.

How to solve this problem, Feng Qi was troubled.

At this time, the Lord of Mist interrupted his thoughts, and when he looked up, he saw the concentrated blood in the pool of blood rising from the Lord of Mist's wave, spreading towards them.

"Aqi, since you want to lead the rise of the human race, the method of enhancing the potential of the bloodline is essential. Obviously, the cultivation methods of my mist race cannot be applied to you humans. Now I will teach you a set of physical training and blood training specially designed for your human race. This method can effectively nourish the body... If this time is extended by 1500 years, the blood potential of your human race will be significantly improved..."

Realizing that the old fan brought him here to teach him knowledge, Feng Qi immediately listened carefully.

I saw the old fan manipulating Qi and blood, and sketched a human body structure diagram in front of him.

A group of concentrated Qi and blood shuttled through the human body structure diagram, and finally gathered head to tail. Immediately, every meridian node on the fictional human body was lit up, as bright as stars.

"This method is specially researched after I read your concept of human body divine treasure. Compared with your original proposal of nourishing body organs, I like it more. Every meridian node is a star. When the stars are connected to form It runs around the sky, can eliminate impurities and purify the blood..."

It can be seen that the Lord of Mist has long thought that he will come, and has prepared this gift in advance.

Beating him violently is more of a catharsis of his "deception".

But deep down in his heart, the Mist Lord obviously approved of this feeling.

Abandoning distracting thoughts, Feng Qi listened to the explanation of the Mist Lord and began to study seriously, asking questions from time to time.

He didn't dare to be sloppy when it came to the question of exercises.

Although after bringing it back to reality, he will still submit this exercise to the Tiger Soul Research Institute for testing, and release it after confirming that it is safe.

But only by learning everything can you start the test. If you don't learn it, there will be no next step.

Time keeps ticking while you study.

The "Blood Alchemy Technique" developed by the Mist Lord is very complicated, much more complicated than the exercises he has seen in the Star City Sanctuary.

After all, the peak of human cultivation after 1500 years cannot be compared with the current Lord of Mist.

Facing his questions, the Mist Lord would patiently answer them.

In the end, he even signaled him to personally guide the blood to run along the path.

The special body of the main timeline can't control energy, so the Lord of Mist specially condensed a small stick for him to draw blood and blood to guide the circulation of blood and blood.

After several attempts, and after confirming that it was correct, the Mist Lord waved the blood mist away.

Immediately, the surrounding blood mist flew back to the blood pool in the center of the hall like a tide.

After learning the method of blood refinement, Feng Qi suddenly thought of a question, so he immediately looked at the Lord of the Mist and asked:

"Old fan, do you have a way to crack the blood sacrifice?"

Faced with the inquiry, the Lord of the Mist looked puzzled, then seemed to realize something, and said in surprise:

"You want to rely on the increase in bloodlines brought by the blood sacrifice to improve the potential of the human body, but you hope to solve the hidden problems that may exist in the blood sacrifice?"

"That's right, the blood sacrifice without hidden dangers is a very suitable technique for laying the foundation for the human race."

After understanding the reason, the Mist Lord shook his head:

"After I decided not to promote the blood sacrifice, I didn't take this exercise seriously. In fact, I also thought about letting my clansmen practice the blood sacrifice to lay the foundation. After all, I thought about it in other timelines at first."

"But after careful analysis, I feel that the potential hidden danger is very big... You know, all I got is the incomplete blood stone, and there are other blood stones in the hands of other races or individuals. I can't guarantee whether they can rely on the incomplete blood stone. Blood Stone has figured out a special method similar to the Flesh and Flesh Cauldron. Even if it doesn’t exist now, it doesn’t mean there won’t be one in the future. A sacrifice for the growth of others."

After hearing the explanation from the Mist Lord, Feng Qi could understand, but he felt a little regretful.

For the current Lord of the Mist, he would not pay too much attention to the blood sacrifice.

Those who value blood sacrifice are generally weak people, which proves that this exercise has limited appeal to strong people, and strong people have their own cultivation methods that are more suitable for them.

But for the human race whose cultivation science is still in its infancy, the blood sacrifice exercise is of great significance.

This is a skill that is very suitable for races with a low starting point to lay the foundation, and it can be called a god-level basic skill.

Seemingly seeing the doubts in Feng Qi's heart, the Mist Lord smiled and said:

"It seems too late for me to research for you now, you won't live to that day."

Hearing these words, Feng Qi couldn't help but roll his eyes.

Doesn't he want to live long? But the question is whether Xiao Hei agrees.

Judging from Xiao Hei's combat power, there is almost no solution at this stage. Even if he is about to dominate an area, the old fans who have been promoted to the royal family dare not touch him. This proves that even if he grows to the stage of old fans, he is not Hao is Xiao Hei's opponent.

Perhaps only at the level of the Pillar God can you press Xiao Hei who has activated the third form on the ground and rub it back and forth.

There is a long way to go to improve your strength.

Broken Star City is a resource-poor place, and all the beasts living there are like a novice zone. Sooner or later, he will jump out.

The future growth path will eventually start with racial hegemony.

At this time, the voice of the narrator sounded in his mind:

[If the ruins of Star City are the novice area, the struggle for hegemony is the junior and middle stages, and the coming of the general trend is the late stage... Your analogy is a bit interesting. 】

Ignoring the emotion of the narration, while there is still time, Feng Qi decides to learn more from the old fans.

At this moment, he looked at the Lord of the Mist and said:

"Old fan, if there is anything else you can teach, leave it to me now, so that I can give it to you 1,500 years ago."

"Hypocritical human beings who want to speak straight."

Feng Qi: ...

After a brief silence, the Mist Lord gave several knowledge directions.

When he heard the ability of "Space System", Feng Qi's eyes lit up.

He has long yearned for the ability of the space system.

In addition to wanting a personal personal space for storage, he is also very curious about the means of tearing apart space and building space passages.

If you can learn this method of teleportation across distances, it will be very convenient to travel back.

Just tear it apart and go wherever you want.

The sacrifice line of the Scarlet Research Institute is also focusing on the research of space transmission technology. It wants to build space transmission arrays in the five major cities after the official launch of the Terran Rise Plan, so as to maximize the efficiency of collaboration between cities and resource complementarity.

But Scarlet Research Institute's understanding of space technology is completely in its infancy.

We can only rely on some scattered concepts and information to try to take the first step in the study of space-related technologies.

Now that there are old fans around, he thinks it's time to do something for the Scarlet Research Institute.

As for myself, I definitely won't be able to learn space jumping.

Feng Qi knew this well.

As the main timeline, his abilities all come from the natural ability of hunting and extraction, and his special body is not compatible with aura and other energy elements.

Even if you learn it, it is absolutely impossible to drive energy to create space channels.

Learning space technology is more to fill the gap in the space technology of the Scarlet Research Institute, and to bring some useful knowledge as much as possible.

Facing his inquiry, the Mist Lord began to seriously explain the ability of the space system.

Next, the Lord of the Mist said something, and Feng Qi interrupted once.

The reason is very simple. Space ability involves a lot of knowledge content, and it is not a completely independent field of knowledge. It involves the elements of heaven and earth, space structure, space countercurrent, and so on.

This made the Mist Lord a little helpless.

But still choose to explain patiently.

After a brief review of the introductory knowledge, Feng Qi yearns for the ability of the space system even more in his heart.

Compared with the flying in the air brought about by the conversion of mental power into telekinetic power, the strength of the space system ability has risen by more than one step.

For example, among the subordinates of the Mist Lord, the guy with three heads.

It feels aggrieved by the fact that its feet are long on its body, and it does not need to take a step at all in its actions.

This ability makes Feng Qi very envious.

If his strong physique and unrivaled strength are coupled with the ability to teleport through space, he will become a nightmare for any type of enemy.

[Perhaps by killing the guy with three heads, you can extract the innate ability of short-distance teleportation, are you excited? 】

Feng Qi: ...

He was indeed moved, but it was only a heartbeat.

He can't do such a thing as begging for the life of his subordinates from the Lord of Mist.

Thinking in another way, if there is a group of younger brothers who follow him from scratch, after overthrowing oppression and rule through hardships, they are still willing to follow.

At this time, some relatives proposed to sacrifice the lives of a few younger brothers to heaven, how could he agree.

If the Mist Lord really did this, other foreigners would definitely feel chilled.

A similar situation happened to Ling Zhan.

At that time, Ling Zhan, who was a foreigner, understood that the clansmen were his destiny, and that foreigners would always be used.

Like him, the Lord of the Mist had looked at the memory screen of Ling Zhan, so he obviously understood this truth.

Control is a subject of knowledge, what happened to Ling Zhan, he obviously will not do it again.

Therefore, Feng Qi never proposed to kill the Dark God, or kill the three heads.

This kind of thinking is too selfish.

After digesting the content of the first class, he continued to listen to the master of the mist talk about the ability of the space department.

In the words of the Mist Lord, the amount of knowledge about the space system is vast, and he has not fully grasped it.

But even if he didn't fully grasp it, it would take decades at least to learn all the knowledge about the ability of the space system in his mind.

This part of knowledge is learned by the Mist Lord all the time in order to create a clan territory.

After hearing that there is such a huge amount of knowledge, Feng Qi felt extremely sad.

The world is vast, so you really have to live and learn.

Cultivation, spiritual plant recognition, refining medicine, elements, space, geography... There are still many gaps in knowledge that need to be filled on the path of human growth.

He wants to learn all this knowledge, in addition to needing the infinite memory ability to learn knowledge quickly, he also needs a long lifespan to learn.

He felt that he had come a long way, but found that the road ahead was still long.

After a brief moment of emotion, he began to concentrate on listening to the mist lord's knowledge about the space system.

[The sea of ​​learning is boundless, and there is no shore to look back! 】

…

I don't know how long it took, during which Fengqi was completely immersed in his studies.

Through the narration of the Mist Lord, he has a preliminary understanding of the content of space.

Just when Feng Qi listened seriously, he saw that the Lord of Mist suddenly frowned slightly:

"My avatar is already under a lot of pressure, and some can't cope with Xiao Hei, who is gradually liberating his power."

These words were like a death notice, heralding his imminent death.

At this moment, he looked down at the sucker lying in his arms.

It's time to say goodbye, but I don't know how to say it.

He didn't want the sucker to continue to accompany him to death, to die endlessly in Xiao Hei's hands like reincarnation.

Seemingly aware of his emotional changes, Sucker, who was sleeping peacefully, slowly opened his eyes, blinking his big eyes:

"|??ω?`) Ah Qi."

Stretching out his hand and rubbing the sucker's little head, Feng Qi made a decision in his heart, at this moment he smiled and said:

"Sucker, Ah Qi is going to a far away place, can you stay here and wait for me?"

??ω??)? Go with the sucker, the sucker is very powerful."

"No, suckers can't go to that place, suckers are the most obedient, and will be obedient, right?"

`dish') don't, the sucker will be disobedient!"

Seeing the sucker shaking his head and refusing, Feng Qi continued to stroke her head to appease him, and said softly:

"Sucker, the place I'm going to is not dangerous, just wait for me to come back."

Hearing these words, the sucker's expression instantly became aggrieved:

T^T) No suckers, suckers want to go together."

"You study with this big brother, and I will come back after you have learned all the knowledge. This is an agreement between us, okay. I will bring you delicious food when the time comes..."

Facing the sucker who was always resisting, Feng Qi continued to comfort him with words.

Finally, the sucker raised his head in doubt:

"Really? Will I come back after I finish my knowledge?"

"Well, after I leave, you will study with this big brother, and I will pick you up when you finish."

Seemingly seeing the determination in Feng Qi's heart, the sucker nodded with an aggrieved expression.

Putting down the suction cup, Feng Qi raised his head to look at the Mist Lord, and said with a calm smile:

"Old fan, I will leave the sucker to you."

"Don't worry." The Mist Lord nodded solemnly at this moment.

"Then let's go."

Due to the space interference device in the Misty Palace, it is impossible to leave here through space teleportation. He followed the Misty Lord and walked out of the palace according to the route when he came.

When he came outside the hall, the Lord of Mist stretched out his hand and swiped forward.

Immediately, a pitch-black space distortion crack emerged, and continued to expand under the power of the Mist Lord.

"The space channel will send you to the ruins of Star City."

Feng Qi nodded, then grinned and said:

"Don't erect a monument for me after I die, and even if I erect a monument, don't let the little sucker see it..."

"I understand, I will bury you in Star City after death in accordance with the customs of the human race."

"Then steal my tribute, right?"

"What is stealing food? I eat it in a fair manner. This is the custom of my Mist tribe, and it is a respect for the dead."

"Either you eat me or I eat you. It's a turn of events... In short, take care, I'll go first."

After the words fell, Feng Qi turned around and was about to walk into the torn space rift. At this moment, he suddenly saw a young figure rushing from the misty palace, and plunged into his arms:

"o(TωT)o Ah Qi."

Looking at the aggrieved sucker, Feng Qi felt bad.

But he still made up his mind to put down the suction cup, turned around and walked into the space channel.

After walking a few steps, he looked back and saw the sucker standing there and crying loudly, and the crying sounded like sharp swords piercing his heart.

His eyes were ruddy, but he still walked towards the end of the space passage without hesitation.

As the space passage gradually closed, a drop of tear fell down, shining crystal luster in the space passage...

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(One cut: Today's 20,000 words are done. I originally planned to update 25,000 words today, but the result is a bit regretful. I didn't finish it... According to the lucky draw chance for every 5,000 words in the starting point event, everyone should be able to get 4 lucky draw chances tomorrow. Let's see you guys)

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Thanks to Pie Meng and Ye Jiangming for the 8,000 starting coins.

Thanks to Fang Fang for his invincible reward of 4000 starting coins.

Thanks to lqinglfengl for rewarding 2100 starting coins

Thank you Xihui for the reward of 1000 starting coins.

Finally, a friend's new book:

"My Future Diary Can't Be a Last Word"

Here is an introduction:

In the first year of the Torch Calendar, there was a large-scale spiritual recovery around the world.

One year after the fire, UU Kanshu www.uukanshu.com Jing Guisi was established, and began to contain ghosts on a large scale.

After three years of firework, Xun Xi traveled to this world full of despair. However, in front of him is only a diary written by himself before his death, claiming to be the future.

The diary foretells his future death.

In other words, every line and every sentence in the diary is his last writing.

And it will be updated!

"Others are the favored sons of heaven after time travel, and opportunities follow wherever they go. Why am I the only one who dies wherever I go? I'm just a rebellious son of heaven, an orphan of the version."

"unfair!"

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Carrying a future diary, Xun Xi is struggling to survive in this desperate world. He firmly believes: My future style is up to me!