Lin Mo rolled on the ground in pain, and Old Lady Lin was heartbroken, but she could only shout in vain, not daring to reach out and touch Lin Mo, for fear that she would also be punished by the thunder.
Lin Mo, struck by the tree-falling thunderbolt, was left charred on the outside and tender on the inside, like a piece of burnt charcoal. Fortunately, the thunderbolt didn't kill him, but only left him half-dead. Every strand of his hair stood on end, and when touched, it instantly charred like burning straw. All his hair fell out, leaving him completely bald.
Lin Lingzhou was no exception. He wore a hat all day long, trying to cover up his bald head.
Seeing Lin Mo like this, he couldn't help but feel terrified, worried that he would eventually become bald like his son. Ever since his hair was struck by lightning, no more hair had grown, as if a spell had been cast on his head, forever depriving it of the ability to grow hair. He was like a plucked bird, bareheaded all day, and could even feel Liu Anran's disdainful gaze piercing him like needles.
When Lin Mo was struck by lightning, not only did the crowd show no mercy, but they cheered in unison. The cheers were like a raging storm, drowning out Lin Mo's cries of pain.
After Lin Mo was struck, he felt as if his body and mind were pierced by thousands of steel needles at the same time. The pain was so severe that he could only lie powerlessly on the ground.
Old Ma and his wife were in tears and sobbed inconsolably, because the evil man who hurt their son was finally punished, and their hearts, which had been hanging in the air, finally settled down.
At this moment, they heard Jiang Jiang's heartfelt words. "Don't rush to cry, and don't rush to be with your son. Your son will return to your belly. I used my magic to ensure that you will not be separated from each other in this life. The pony will be reincarnated into your belly."
When Xiao Ma, Lao Ma, and Lao Ma's wife heard this, they were suddenly filled with endless sadness and gratitude. They looked at Jiang Jiang with gratitude, their eyes filled with excitement.
Because their son will be back in their arms, and the Black and White Impermanence also came to look for Xiao Ma. Xiao Ma had stayed in the world of the living for a long time, and this time he was able to come back thanks to Jiang Jiang's magic.
The Black and White Impermanence's eyes fell on the baby in Xu Cuihua's arms. The baby was white and tender, delicate and cute, smiling at them, like an old acquaintance.
Heibai Wuchang naturally knew that this great leader in the world of immortal cultivation had returned to her first life.
Zhao Shi also saw the two masters, Black and White Impermanence, and couldn't help but admire Jiang Jiang even more, thinking: The network of contacts of the gods is really vast!
The Black and White Impermanence came over to take charge of Xiao Ma.
Finally, the little pony passed away, but the old Ma couple did not feel sad. Instead, a sense of hope arose in their hearts.
Lao Ma's wife suddenly began to dry heave and covered her abdomen.
Old Ma was overwhelmed with emotion. He looked at his wife, who had been awake for a long time, and they hugged each other and left. They would definitely take good care of the baby and look forward to the arrival of the new life.
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