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260. Chapter 260 The Death of Ling Xitai

But her revengeful methods made him feel heartbroken.

If he could always be by her side, hold up a sky for her, let her live a happy life, and not touch those bad things, Yunyue now would be like the one in his memory, with as much wealth as the sky

A pure smile.

But now, there are too many bad things mixed in her smile.

This is all his fault...

Seeing her smiling so bloodthirsty, he couldn't help but want to hold her in his arms and pamper her.

"ah--"

A scream came from the distance, drawing everyone's attention to that direction.

I saw Ling Xitai being jacked up by a bull and letting out a scream.

Next, upon seeing this, the other nine bulls swarmed up and attacked Ling Xitai.

Ling Xitai, who was jacked up, just tried to get down to the ground, but was jacked up in the air by several other bulls in turn.

Even from such a distance, everyone can vaguely see the blood on the bull's head.

"Taier——"

After Aunt Han roared, she rushed towards Ling Xitai desperately.

During the time she rushed over, Ling Xitai had been thrown to the ground. Some of the ten bulls trampled his body with their feet, and some used their horns to gouge his body.

When Aunt Han rushed to her destination and, regardless of her own safety, stabbed the bulls away with the sword Ling Xitai dropped on the ground, she found that her son had been trampled by the bulls beyond recognition.

"Tai'er...Tai'er!" Aunt Han lifted her son up from the ground with trembling hands, held her son in her arms, and called with all her strength. However, the person in her arms was like a pile of meat patties, let alone breathing.

The most basic skeleton has been trampled to pieces and turned into a pile of mud.

"Ah - ah -" Aunt Han screamed hysterically while holding her son's body, her voice sounded extremely tragic.

"Ling Qingyue, you don't have to die well! You don't have to die well! Ah——"

After a long while, Aunt Han could barely scream.

"My good aunt, I think you won't forget something. Ling Qingyue is dead, long dead. Didn't you personally push her down the cliff after being disfigured? Is it possible that such a way of death is still possible?

Can't it be called a bad death?

Everything in this world is based on karma and retribution. When you killed her and her mother, you should think that you will get retribution one day.

So... the person you want to scold now should not be me, but yourself. This means that sins committed by God can be forgiven, but sins committed by oneself cannot be saved."

After saying that, Yunyue formed her fingers into claw-like shapes, and a ball of golden light flashed from the palm of her hand, and Ling Xitai's soul came out of his body.

After listening to Yunyue's words, Aunt Han already felt that something was wrong. Now when she saw Ling Xitai's trembling soul coming into Yunyue's palm, she finally confirmed one thing.

Is the woman standing in front of me still Ling Qingyue? Apart from looking just like Ling Qingyue, she is simply another devil who is ruthless and cruel.

Otherwise, how could she be able to control her soul at will?

Looking at her son's fragile soul, Aunt Han grabbed the last glimmer of hope, knelt on the ground and kowtowed violently.

"Goddess, the lowly people know they are wrong! I should not have poisoned Jiang Luo, I should not have harmed Ling Xiye, and I should not have killed Ling Qingyue so cruelly. I was wrong, everything is my fault.

Please let my son go! He is already dead. Please let him be reincarnated properly and stop torturing him! Please! Please!

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