Our streamer cultivates the ruthless path and will become an immortal or a god in the future. If you continue to make baseless accusations, don't blame me, the king of verbal battles, for not giving you any face.
[Daily Question: Can't people with love-struck minds just die?]
[A question every hour: Can't people with love-obsessed minds just die?]
[A question every minute: Can't people with love-struck minds just die?]
[...]
The perfectly aligned formation, [Can't love-obsessed people just die?], is truly impressive.
Anyway, those netizens who initially boasted about shipping the so-called "Wanlu Couple" CP were all scared off and dared not show their faces.
At this moment, someone else posted a comment:
[Everyone, remember this: no matter when or where, if any of our streamers are obsessed with romance, form a defense and take them down!]
Lu Jiong: "..."
What's with this sudden feeling that the Joker is only mine?
…
The live stream quieted down, and Wan Jiao's attention was completely focused on the lake and on Wang Rong.
Her eyes could see through the layers of mist and the deep lake water, revealing what was inside.
Many people died in the lake, and resentment and malevolence swirled around its bottom.
Wang Rong swam desperately toward her husband's corpse. The resentful spirits, the malevolent energy, and even the water ghosts all wanted to harm her and rushed toward her. But in the end, they seemed to be blocked by something, scattering and keeping several meters away from her.
Wan Jiao looked more closely and realized that what was protecting Wang Rong was not the ghost of her long-dead husband, but something else entirely.
He gazed at Wang Rong's stubborn little face with fascination, his eyes brimming with tears.
Wang Rong was completely unaware of this!
She swam to her husband's body and looked at his body, which was tied with bricks around his waist and was unrecognizable from being submerged in the lake water. Her body trembled involuntarily.
It wasn't fear, it was extreme sadness.
How could this man be so foolish?
After shaking her head violently a few times, Wang Rong's tears mingled with the lake water. With great effort, she removed the bricks, tied a rope around her waist, and struggled to swim towards the lake, carrying her husband's body.
The rope had been soaking for far too long; it shouldn't have been long enough for Wang Rong to swim ashore. But thanks to the help of her husband's ghost…
After climbing ashore and placing her husband's body aside, Wang Rong could no longer control herself.
"Why are you doing this to me? Why are you taking away my right to be with you during the last moments of your life? Why?"
"Husband, I want you back. I'd give anything for you."
"Waaaaah, my child and I need you..."
"..."
Viewers in the live stream had already seen the ghost following Wang Rong when she came ashore. This wasn't unusual; Wan Jiao's live stream had been enchanted, giving it this ability.
The lakeside was shrouded in mist and there was no sunlight. He went ashore and stayed by her side. He wasn't exactly terrified, but he just grew weaker and weaker.
Despite this, he showed no intention of returning to the bottom of the lake.
He squatted down beside Wang Rong, wanting to reach out and touch her to comfort her, but his hand passed right through her head... The tears that had been welling up in his eyes finally fell at this moment after he had held them back for so long.
He died, and he could no longer speak to her or touch her.
"Rong'er, who sent you to find me? Didn't I tell you? I don't love you anymore. I betrayed our marriage. I ran away with another woman. Why are you still coming to find me?"
"Just forget about me, find someone who cares for you, and live the rest of your life well, isn't that enough?"
"Foolish woman..."
"..."
Watching Wang Rong and her husband talking to each other without being able to see each other, Wan Jiao felt a dull ache in her heart.
It is the thread of affection.
It made Wan Jiao empathize with the experiences of others, reminding her of her own death with Ye Jin.
Others can wait for the next life, but Wan Jiao knows very well that she and Ye Jin are very likely to have no next life.
If the Heavenly Book still exists, yet he still cannot return, then it truly means that no matter how far we search, from the highest heavens to the deepest hells, we will never find him again.
Wan Jiao's eyelids drooped slightly, and her whole body was shrouded in an indescribable sadness.
No one has ever seen her like this.
For a moment, the viewers in the live stream were stunned.
[Holy crap, holy crap, holy crap! I saw the streamer was sad, am I seeing things?]
Brother, you read that right, we all saw it. She was probably influenced by Sister Wang Rong and her husband, and was moved by their words.
[Just feeling something? It doesn't seem like it to me. She clearly... it's like she's also experienced a life-or-death separation.]
[Stop talking nonsense. The streamer is a cultivator, a master of metaphysics. How could she possibly have someone she feels sad about, someone she's separated from by life and death?]
That's true; it seems we were overthinking things after all.
Once attention is diverted, it will gradually drift away.
Now, netizens who were just concerned about Wan Jiao are once again extremely curious about Wang Rong and her husband.
[Host, please tell us about Sister Wang Rong and her husband. Seeing how loving they were, yet separated by death, really breaks my heart.]
Yes, I really hope they can meet again and talk to each other again.
It was under these circumstances that Wan Jiao snapped out of her slump.
She glanced at the comments section and said softly, "Six months ago, during a medical check-up, he was diagnosed with late-stage stomach cancer and didn't have long to live. In order to help his beloved wife recover from the pain of losing him, he wove a seemingly perfect lie that was actually full of holes."
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