Yuanshin: Holding the Yuanshen system in hand, sweeping across the stars

Xiaoye is dead! ,

"He... is dead!?" Ren Yiming muttered to himself, his mind went blank. "Brother Tiger, what's going on?"

Ren Yiming's heart was in a mess.

Brother Hu's voice was low, with a sense of helplessness: "He...he...was..."

Ren Yiming understood.

The Twelfth Legion has fought against the Void for hundreds of years, and countless comrades have been killed or injured. When they entered the Twelfth Legion, they knew that the end of the fight against the Void would be swallowed by the Void sooner or later. However, when this happened to them When he was by his side, Ren Yiming still couldn't help showing a look of horror.

There were tears in Ren Yiming's eyes. Before that, the two agreed that Ye Zhiyun would come to pick him up after returning the flower god's scepter, but in just a few days, Xiaoye...

Brother Hu couldn't bear to turn his head away.

"Xiaoye originally planned to come to pick you up as soon as possible, but the Void Corps made a surprise attack. He was on the battlefield, in order to save people, he was killed by the Void..."

Brother Hu couldn't go on talking, they were used to life and death, maybe they had already been used to it, but Ren Yiming was still a student, and Xiaoye was his first partner after joining the Legion, such an ending was really cruel to Ren Yiming.

"First... go back to the legion."

Brother Hu broke open the space, and before Ren Yiming recovered from the grief of losing his partner, he saw Brother Hu being transformed into the arms of beast claws.

"Brother Tiger, you..."

"Oh, you're talking about this." Brother Hu smiled miserably, "I'm lucky..."

After all, he survived the raid of the Void Air Corps.

Ren Yiming was full of puzzlement, he had only been away for a few days, what happened to the Twelfth Legion!

Returning to Ren Yiming of the Twelfth Legion, he saw a heavy atmosphere in the legion camp.

White Mihon flowers spread all over the camp.

Mihong flower, a pure flower that grows in the void, is only allowed to be picked when the partner passes away, and used as a sacrifice. This is everyone's favorite flower, so it is also called funeral flower.

Every time a soldier of the Twelfth Legion sacrificed, it represented a brother who was about to leave forever.

This was the first time that Ren Yiming truly felt the sadness of war.

That kind of sadness that was so strong that it seemed irresolvable made Ren Yiming feel so sad that he even wanted to cry, he wanted to shed tears.

But the reality told him that it shouldn't be.

Ren Yiming took a deep breath and tried hard to control his emotions.

He is not a pretentious person. Although he is heartbroken, his reason is still there.He knew that now was not the time to be sad.

"The raid of the void, is it blocked?"

Brother Hu nodded, "Thanks to the help of a few gods, the other side has already started to retreat. But there are still some remnants of void nearby, Xiaoye is..."

Brother Hu took a deep breath before continuing: "Now, the three gods are leading some brothers to clean up the remnants of the void!"

"I understand." Ren Yiming suppressed the grief in his heart and began to contact Naxida.

After a few calls, Nasida's voice came out from the terminal: "Traveler..."

There was guilt and helplessness in her voice: "I'm sorry, we failed to protect..."

"It's not your fault." Ren Yiming slowly closed his eyes, and after a long silence, he said, "The flower god scepter, Xiaoye has returned it to you, right?"

Nashida's affirmative voice came.

"After the funeral, let's prepare for the ceremony." Ren Yiming's voice was cold, tired and restless.

"Traveler..." Naxida was very worried about Ren Yiming.

"I'm fine, Naxida." Ren Yiming closed his eyes and said slowly, "I will let Void pay the price!"

……

Ye Zhiyun's funeral was very simple, with pure white rainbow flowers scattered all over the place.

Legion Chief Feng Zhikai covered Ye Zhiyun's coffin with a flag that symbolized the glory of the Federation. Ren Yiming followed behind him and presented Ye Zhiyun with the flag of the Twelfth Legion.

"Our comrades in arms..." Feng Zhikai stood beside Ye Zhiyun's coffin, his eyes were firm, and his voice resonated: "Buried here today!"

Everyone is solemn.

Listening to the head of the legion reciting the eulogy for Xiaoye.

With a wave of Feng Zhikai's hand, a fireball flew into the sky and burned up.

"This world always needs us to protect it! We will eventually defeat the void and avenge our departed comrades!"

As the voice of the head of the legion fell, all the soldiers of the Twelfth Legion raised their guns and saluted at the same time, shouting in unison: "Defeat the void and avenge the old friend!!!"

……

Ren Yiming stood in front of Ye Zhiyun's coffin without saying a word.

His eyes were dull, as if they were out of focus, but if you looked closely, you could see various complex emotions such as anger and hatred flickering in his dark pupils.

"Xiaoye..." Ren Yiming suddenly stretched out his hand to support the table next to him. He felt that the blood all over his body seemed to rush to his brain in an instant.

Ye Zhiyun is his only partner.

They met each other at a young age, supported each other, killed the enemy together, struggled together, and went to today.

However, Ye Zhiyun fell in front of him!

"Xiaoye..." Ren Yiming's lips trembled, grief appeared on his face, and tears rolled down his cheeks.

Ye Zhiyun, like Ren Yiming's family, is extremely close.

but……

His family members disappeared forever in this void.

Ren Yiming felt his whole body hurt, he clenched his teeth, trying not to let himself collapse.

"Traveler..."

A soft voice sounded, and Lei Jian, Zhongli, and Naxida appeared behind him.

Ren Yiming came back to his senses, he took out a book of sacrificial fragments, and gently placed it on Ye Zhiyun's coffin.

"He always said that he wanted a legendary magic weapon that belonged to him, but I always laughed at him, you are an ancient warrior, what's the use of this magic weapon, he always smiled and didn't speak."

Ren Yiming turned his back to the three gods and muttered to himself.

"Half a year ago, I joined the Twelfth Legion, and he was my partner assigned by the Legion. To be honest, I was not used to it. At that time, I faced the void for the first time. I was afraid and trembling. It was Xiaoye, who was always Supported me from behind, let me go through this long half a year."

"It's been half a year, but I always have the illusion that it's like a lifetime away. Sure enough, as Xiaoye said, people will become stupid if they stay in the void for a long time."

"Unfortunately, you won't be able to see the day I become stupid."

Ren Yiming wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, put his hands on Ye Zhiyun's coffin, and bid him a final farewell.

"Naseda, we are ready to start."

Ren Yiming's tone suddenly became firm, his eyes were deep, and there was a flash of light from the starry sky.A powerful force emanated from him.

"Once again, please, send me to the Shadow of the Void."