The sound of the flute still flows, as if it lasts forever!

But Xiaodai looked away. Above the bow of the ship, like other places, it was still scarred and dilapidated.

But here, he saw something different.

It was a yellow and black tiger skin, a tiger skin that was huge and had a bloody and cold aura that could freeze a person's soul.

But at this moment, it was riddled with holes, and there was even some flesh and blood left on it, as if it had been skinned alive.

Even so, it was still neatly folded and placed there quietly like a hill.

In addition, there were black cloaks that were broken into strands, burned into charcoal, and could only be vaguely seen as a purple women's uterine dress, a green shirt that was cut into several sections, and a bloody monster horn...

There are many, many, many of them, and Xiaodai is extremely familiar with them all, because he is supported by the owners of these things. He has been living with them day and night as long as he can remember, so how can he admit his mistake at this time?

He also has an exclusive storage ring with many things piled in it, which were also given to him by them.

He stared at each piece for a long time. It was also at this time that he saw the broken black armor. One pole was broken, but it was a halberd covered with dragon scales. There was also a little light gold blood on it. There was a constant shimmering of light.

"Master of the first...first year of junior high school?" Xiao Dai said blankly, his eyes had already been filled with tears, and they fell silently.

"Old...are all the gentlemen dead? How could it be? The gentlemen are so powerful, how could they die?"

"Masters, it was you who rescued me from the sea beast's mouth on the sea, and then raised me..."

He was incoherent, and finally couldn't help but sob, and his crying became louder and louder, but it seemed so empty in the endless starry sky.

Suddenly, the back figure sitting on the bow of the boat seemed to have something in his heart. He turned around in an instant, his eyes were unbiased, and he just met Xiaodai's gaze.

It's just that he didn't seem surprised, but his lips kept opening and closing, his expression was very anxious, as if he was saying something, but no matter how he spoke, he seemed to be restricted and couldn't say anything...

But Xiaodai had already lost his voice and his mind went blank!

He saw it, saw the face of that figure. It was holding a golden flute, there was a light red vertical stripe on its forehead, and endless stars were flashing in its eyes.

Although there are differences, it can be confirmed that this figure is clearly himself!

But at this time, the picture in Xiaodai's eyes was constantly fading. The boundless starry sky, the broken Fortune Qi Tianzhou, and the lonely figure seemed to be fading, turning into afterimages, disappearing quickly...

"Xiaodai, Xiaodai?" He faintly heard someone calling him in his ears, and then he opened his eyes suddenly.

When he came back to his senses and saw everything in front of him clearly, he realized that he was lying on the deck and was surrounded by many people.

There were Li Chuyi, Wu Weizi, a good guy, and even Lin Rui who was looking at him with a faint glance...

Others, such as the dog-headed boy, looked at this side with concern through the cracks in the crowd.

"Xiao Dai, you've been sleeping all day and night, are you dreaming? Why are you still crying so hard? We can't wake you up no matter how you scream!" Li Chuyi squatted aside, raising his eyebrows and smiling, with broken hair on his forehead. Micro movement.

"Hey, Xiaodai, I know you and these friends are about to be separated, and I feel reluctant to part with you, so I drank two glasses of wine!" The good guy also laughed.

"But, your drinking capacity is too small. I heard from Hei Da and others that you only drank two small glasses. Ahem, Xiaodai, besides, wine doesn't solve your problems!"

"How about you tell me next time, Master, I will get you some stars to keep, what do you think?"

Seeing these familiar figures and listening to these concerned words in his ears, Xiaodai stood up, but his eyes became wet unconsciously.

When everyone looked at this scene, they couldn't help but look at each other. Are children so emotional? Continuously sad for parting.

"Xiao Dai, in fact, living in this world means constantly saying goodbye and meeting each other, but if we can meet each other, it is extremely lucky. And what we can do is to cherish when we meet and feel relieved when we say goodbye."

Li Chuyi patted Xiao Dai on the head with a smile on his face: "So Xiao Dai, don't be sad anymore, think about things for the better."

When Xiaodai heard this, he was thoughtful, but said dejectedly: "I know, Mr. Chuyi, but can you please stop patting me on the head, otherwise I won't grow taller."

He thought for a while and continued: "I heard from other masters before that adult star raisers are only half a person tall, but I want to grow taller, at least not that short!"

Seeing Xiaodai's expression, Li Chuyi quickly retracted the hand that was about to pat his head, "Yeah, I understand, you will grow taller."

At this moment, when everyone was about to disperse, Xiao Dai quickly stopped everyone.

"Masters, actually I didn't cry just because I was sad, but I had a very strange dream!"

"Dream?" Li Chuyi and others stopped, feeling something was wrong.

"Xiaodai, what did you dream about? Can you tell us about it?"

Xiao Dai suddenly started to speak but stopped. He was afraid that it was just a dream and that the old men would be unhappy if he told it.

"I...I dreamed about Lucky Qi Tianzhou and what I will look like when I grow up."

"So this is it. What will Little Dai look like when he grows up? Will he still be on this boat?" Li Chuyi asked softly, very patiently.

"Yeah", Xiaodai nodded quickly and said with certainty: "It's still there, I will always be there!"

"Then what do you dream about yourself in the future? Can you raise stars?" On the side, the good man was also a little curious.

"Okay... I think I can take care of him." Xiao Dai said in one word, and then recalled the lonely figure in the galaxy. As his flute played, the stars in the sky danced for him.

But could that kind of existence really be an outcast of the star-raising clan like myself, who could neither practice nor know the art of raising stars? He suddenly felt unsure.

"That's good, Xiaodai, I wish your dream will come true!" Li Chuyi said warmly, feeling that this child really cared about not being able to practice, otherwise he wouldn't have had this dream.

"It can't come true, it can't come true!" Suddenly, Xiaodai shook his head and shouted, feeling very excited.

But this time, everyone present could not help but frown, they noticed something unusual.

At this time, the ghost old man came over. He had been watching not far away.

"My lords, judging from the appearance of this little lord, he may be the lucky one and see a corner of the future."

As soon as the words fell, the whole ship fell silent. Everyone's eyes fell on that little figure, with mixed feelings in their hearts. Can they really see the future?

"Xiao Dai, can you tell me? Apart from seeing yourself on the boat, what else did you see?" On the side, Wu Weinzi's eyes were a little deep, but he still asked unhurriedly.

"Master Wu... Wuwuzi, I... can we go back the way we came and not go to those twelve places, okay?" Xiaodai said in a crying voice, speaking intermittently.

He looked around, everyone was so alive, their voices and faces were clearly visible, they were so real.

But in that dream, they only had blood-stained and damaged relics left behind.

On the boat, all the shopkeepers lowered their heads silently when they saw this scene. Even though Xiaodai didn't say it clearly, they all had the minds of demons and could guess it to some extent.

But is the future we see at this time really accurate?

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