Making Yuanshin: Starting From Yingmei’s Endorsement

At that time, Inazuma had just lost a god, so it was only human nature for the Shadow Council to do such a thing, but for the casual soldiers, it was really too miserable.

For a time, countless viewers couldn't help but feel heartbroken, but they didn't know what to say now. Thinking about it like this, they invariably recalled in their hearts what they could do now.

[No matter why, this matter is really painful for the skirmishers now! 】

[But it was indeed too difficult for Ina-wife at that time, and there was no way...]

[It can only be said that all this is a problem of the times...]

Although everyone feels that this matter is not a good thing for them, they all know what the consequences will be if this continues.

So the problem still lies with Thor, but the skirmishers are not aware of this at all. They can only say that all this is a fate.

At this time, the scene on the screen changed and turned into a place similar to a blacksmith shop, where a young man was hammering away with a smile.

'The second is people, my family, my friends. "

The picture originally showed a happy and smiling boy. Suddenly, the picture changed again and turned into something else. But this time it was very different. It transformed directly into a glowing boy, and in the middle, there was A mirror shattered like glass.

The mirror shattered into an unsettling look, which was really frightening.

"It was trapped by fear and regarded me as an abomination..." After the skirmisher in the picture shattered like a mirror, his body fell directly towards the ground.

The ground seemed to be a sea of ​​flowers and grass, but everyone could see the helplessness and sadness on his face.

The petals flew by, and not long after, the young man was seen sitting among the flowers and trees with a layer of gauze on his head, and his face was still a little sad.

"The third one is the same kind, my hope, a bird whose wings have not yet fully fledged."

Another young man appeared on the screen this time. He looked different from the previous young man, but he had a bright smile on his face, but then the sound of the music suddenly dropped.

It seemed to be a new day. The skirmisher returned to the small house with countless cordials, but he saw a very disappointing scene.

...Please give me flowers...

The boy was lying on the bed, dead.

"It is controlled by longevity and violates the agreement with me."

After seeing it, Brother Tu Wu couldn't help but said: "You can't blame that young man... He... Sigh...

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Indeed, the young man cannot be blamed for this, but the skirmishers... For the skirmishers, this is indeed the last and least wanted result.

That's why such a thing happened, but for them, this matter is not a good thing at the moment, so Brother Tuwu couldn't help but sigh, and for a while he didn't know what to say.

Thinking about this matter now, it is really heartbreaking for them.

"The skirmisher is really miserable. How could he have such a miserable life? It seems like fate played a big joke on him.

[Yes, I can only say that it is such an unpleasant fate. If it were me, I would probably go crazy, right? 】

[Don’t think about it, it will definitely happen. righteous】.