Ming Jin: "I killed her with my own hands and threw her remnant soul into the Weak Water. Her soul has been completely destroyed."
The phantom's enormous pupils blinked, looking somewhat eerie.
However, since Mingjin showed no remorse and no trace of the evil-born child could be sensed from him or his surroundings, the Heavenly Dao had no choice but to give up.
When everything returned to calm, Ming Jin's figure flashed and disappeared into the source of the Weak Water River, heading to the desolate divine palace in the God Realm.
More than 10,000 years ago, Mingjin was the head of all the gods, revered and worshipped by all the gods, enjoying boundless glory.
Now that the gods have perished and the entire divine realm is sealed off, with no one able to enter anymore, it is truly lamentable.
Perhaps... if the Netherworld hadn't fallen back then, the subsequent fall of the gods wouldn't have happened!
But... when the common people are in trouble, how can he, as the ancestor of the gods, stand aside even if he were given another chance?
Everything was predetermined!
Everything is the work of fate!
Even if one is born a god, one cannot escape or avoid it.
…
Two flowers bloom, each telling its own story!
When Runling regained consciousness, she found that all her injuries had healed, but she could no longer sense any trace of her child in the world.
She covered her face and wept uncontrollably!
Hearing the sound, Jing Mo, who was waiting for Runling outside the door, quickly ran in. "Sister Ling, why are you crying?"
Seeing Jing Mo, and recalling Ming Jin's visit, what else could Run Ling not understand?
As she cried, she began to laugh, but the laughter never reached her eyes.
"Jing Mo, is this how you repay me?"
In one sentence, Jing Mo's actions were laid bare. Jing Mo had no way to refute it and could only kneel down on the ground immediately. He pulled out a thorny vine from somewhere and handed it to Runling. "Sister Ling, I can't watch you die. You can hate me, resent me, blame me, or even kill me. I will never resist. But... please take care of your body."
Runling could tell at a glance that the thorny vines were made using a special method and were fatal to demons.
As long as she takes it and hits Jing Mo a few times, he will be dead without her having to lift a finger!
That kid Jing Mo is risking his life to make her vent her anger.
She was extremely angry, extremely sad, and extremely self-loathing.
Strange?
blame?
hatred?
No, she doesn't seem to be qualified.
Ultimately, it was all because she was useless and unable to stop Mingjin from harming her child.
She's a failure as a mother because she couldn't protect her own child!
She cried again.
After crying until I was exhausted, I laughed again.
But he never paid any attention to Jing Mo.
Just as Jing Mo was terrified and didn't know how to comfort Run Ling, she suddenly unleashed a surge of spiritual power, blasting him away, and then erected a protective barrier around herself...
(This chapter has been revised!!!)
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