Fengshen: The opening spoiler of King Zhou, the plot collapsed

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When Yin Hong asked this question, the old man seemed to have remembered something extremely important.

With the last breath of strength, she took out a small windmill that had already been wrinkled from the girl's arms.

With just one glance, Yin Hong's tears welled up immediately, rolling in his eye sockets in a daze.

Without him, in such a fire, the windmill was not burned out, it was only wrinkled due to extrusion.

Apparently, the girl has always been carrying it in her arms as a baby.

"This..."

Old man Li put the small windmill in Yin Hong's hands with trembling hands.

He choked up and said: "Mrs...Prince, before she left, she kept talking about giving it to the prince's brother. This is her last wish. I hope... I hope you don't dislike her..."

"Don't dislike it, don't dislike it, the boy will definitely treasure it well... This is a gift from my sister. Hmm!" Yin Hong resisted the tears that were about to fall, and shook his head quickly, hoping that Uncle Li could save more energy.

It's just that before he finished speaking, Uncle Li's voice fell silent.

"Uncle Li!!!—" Yin Hong hoarse.

After a long time, he looked at the crumpled little windmill in his hand again.

On the square that day, the sweet and shy appearance of the daughter kept popping up in Yin Hong's mind.

Look at Uncle Li's lifeless face, there is still a satisfied smile on it.

This smile tore Yin Hong's heart alive.

Such a tragic death, but still smiling.

Such a kind and simple person, why did he die like this?

Yin Hong couldn't figure it out.

This scene continued to hit Yin Hong's emotional bottom line crazily.

Take another look at the pleated pinwheel in your hand.

Yin Hong couldn't help thinking of the scene of his daughter's parting.

"Brother Prince, next time I come here, I must prepare a gift for you!"

Every time he thinks of that cute face with hope, Yin Hong never imagined that this farewell will be eternal.

He also promised repeatedly that he would come back to see them, and vowed that in the name of the prince, everyone would have a good life.

But right now, looking at the corpses that gradually turned into scorched earth.

Is this the good day you said?

Yin Hong fiercely slapped himself across the face.

This slap made the corners of his lips ooze blood, and he almost fell to the ground.

===Chapter 213 Divine Soul===

He was filled with remorse in his heart, he hadn't figured it out, and he would be punished on his new city.

So many lives have suffered disasters because of this, and I regret in my heart why I didn't quietly be a salted fish.

I hate myself for being so high-profile when I cut off teaching.

He believed that it must be because his performance was noticed by the way of heaven, which attracted the punishment of heaven.

At this moment, Yin Hong was in a trance, and his magic power began to gradually slacken.

Reluctantly propping up the little body that was physically and mentally injured, and then glanced at the little windmill that the little girl was still thinking about before leaving.

It's just that when he looked at the small windmill carefully, he found that there was still a small line of crooked handwriting engraved on it.

"To the prince brother, hee hee!"

These words looked extremely jerky, obviously the younger sister was illiterate, so she specially found someone to learn them.

Then I carved it one by one by myself.

At such a young age, Shanneng strictly abides by the agreement.

And what about myself?Yin Hong blamed himself again.

Just take a look at the two corpses in front of you, they were still alive and kicking a few days ago, they are alive and well!

Yin Hong couldn't figure it out, so he could only caress the writing on the windmill while weeping blood in his heart.

"Why? Why is this happening..."

"They did nothing wrong..."

Finally, the first teardrops fell from the corners of Yin Hong's eyes.

Although in this world, he pretended to cry many times.

But this time, he couldn't hold back anymore.

"Uncle Li..."

"Sister..."

"Wake up...I'm sorry, I hurt you..."

Yin Hong knelt in front of the two of them, feeling powerless, and kept shaking their bodies gently.

"Wake up, wake up~"

"Why, why is this happening?..."

Raising his eyes, he looked at the figures that kept disappearing in the sky full of fire.

Yin Hong, sad from it, wailed loudly.

He wants to save them!

But he can't...

He could only lower his head and pat the ground unwillingly.

At this time, his mana has already been overdrawn...

He felt so helpless, with tears rolling down his cheeks, being vaporized into air again and again by the hot flames.

At this moment, he hated himself for being incapable and failing to keep the agreement.

Otherwise nothing would have been the case and they should all still be alive.

Girls will grow up happily.

Thinking about it, Yin Hong's eye sockets began to be bloodshot.

Right now, in his heart, there is only remorse and the babbling wailing in his mouth.

Soon, his mind was damaged, and his consciousness began to gradually blur.

In a daze, one after another figures slowly appeared in front of Yin Hong.

On that day, everyone was there to welcome him.

On that day, they were still looking forward to the future around themselves.

Those are vivid faces...

At this moment, he seems to have returned to the scene when he and the master just came back.

A series of figures began to emerge slowly, they were still so enthusiastic, so full of vitality, so longing for a better future.

Seeing the people in front of him come back to life, a smile finally appeared on the corner of Yin Hong's lips.

Just smiling and laughing, suddenly these people disappeared one by one before his eyes.

"No!"

Yin Hong rushed out, reaching out his hand to pull them back.

But...

The more he wanted to catch it, the more he couldn't catch it.

"No! Come back, you all come back! The prince keeps his word, and will definitely lead you to live a good life!"

But no matter how much he yelled, those people still disappeared slowly one by one.

When he opened his eyes again, his eyes were full of fire, raging and galloping.

Immediately, Yin Hong's energy and blood surged up, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood from his heart.

There was even more wailing in my heart.

The bones of the body fell over at once.

The small face was stuck on the hot ground, and the mouth was still raving.

"return..."

"Come back to me..."

"Woooooooo..."

"Come back..."

The choking voice became smaller and smaller, and Yin Hong's consciousness became more and more blurred.

As the consciousness blurred, the original clear tears, as if they had sensed the mournful cry in his heart, gradually turned into streaks of blood mist.

The blood mist condensed into frost, turned into teardrops, and slowly flowed on Yin Hong's small face.

Phoenix wailed, weeping and bleeding.

The continuously flowing blood and tears flowed down his cheeks, slowly soaking the ground.

Along the ground, it began to gradually seep into the ground.

"Bam—"

Suddenly, the earth trembled as if it felt something.

It feels like a dream.

......

King Zhou, who was still looking for Yin Hong outside, felt his heart tighten suddenly, as if he felt something.

But looking at the ground around him, there seems to be nothing unusual.

"illusion?"

King Zhou shook his head.