"I didn't expect that a man like that actually had a soft spot." She chuckled softly, tightening her grip on the wooden stick. Her eyes were fierce and her face was gloomy. "If I had known he was capable of such things, I should have let Jiaojiao deal with him when he was a child. It's only now that I've tripped over myself."
"Are you Linglao?" Unlike what Linglao expected, the little girl who was forcibly pulled from Yan Ting by her was not panicked at all. She looked at her curiously for a while, then walked around here lightly, as comfortable and relaxed as if she was on a tour.
"I didn't intend to be so ruthless..." Ling Lao looked at Chu Ci, the emotion in her eyes becoming increasingly gloomy. "But since it has come to this, I, Ling Lao, have lived a glorious life, I can't die in such a miserable state. Since I want to destroy Yan Ting, then I will destroy him completely. He must care about you very much..."
She laughed softly, her eyes filled with an unknown emotion, and her voice was filled with resentment. "She's just a little white flower who relies on men's affectations...but she manages to charm these men to death."
"Little white flower?" Chu Ci raised her hand and touched the corner of her lips. Looking at Ling Lao's appearance, she vaguely guessed what she had experienced when she was young.
"You're pretending to be kind and well-behaved. You're also using this attitude to seek Yan Ting's protection, right? But no matter how powerful Yan Ting is, he can't directly interfere with matters related to spiritual power. Why don't you keep pretending? Taking you with me and my grandson to be buried with me, if it can make Yan Ting suffer unbearably, it will be worth it."
Chu Ci was silent for a moment, then looked at Ling Lao who was talking to herself over there, and asked in a serious and matter-of-fact manner, "Is there something wrong with your brain?"
"You were the one who took care of your grandson yourself. You were the ones who started everything. Why are you blaming Yan Ting for everything?"
The little girl was fair and tender, looking soft, cute and harmless. She just lowered her eyes and looked at her with a puzzled expression.
Ling Lao seemed to have had her most secret point touched. The expression on her face became even more terrifying, and the deathly aura around her surged as she rushed towards Chu Ci, "If it weren't for you, if it weren't for you..."
Chu Ci narrowed her eyes and suddenly smiled, still smiling innocently, with a faint glimmer in her eyes, which was unusually beautiful.
However, her movements were faster than Linglao's. She came directly to Linglao and grabbed her arm.
Ling Lao was about to take action, but she didn't expect Chu Ci's action to directly pull her soul out of her body.
Her old body suddenly lost all its vitality and fell down. Ling Lao, whose soul was pulled out by Chu Ci, had fear in her eyes.
Chu Ci still had the same expression, tilted her head, and smiled sweetly, "If you hadn't made yourself look like this, I really wouldn't be able to do anything to you in my human form for a while."
Chu Ci raised her other hand, held her other arm, and exerted force with her fingertips. The tremendous force made Ling Lao whimper and unable to say anything.
"I never said that I was a kind person." Chu Ci continued to exert force with her fingertips, and the force was so strong that it directly squeezed one of Ling Lao's arms, causing the spiritual energy to dissipate.
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