With that, he kneeled toward the direction of his home down and kowtowed a few times. He hit his forehead with his palm, ending all of the life in his body. Blood leaked from his mouth as he fell to the ground looking at his wife.
“Xiu Xiu, don’t be scared, I’ll accompany you…”
Wang Lin was standing on the mosquito beast as his body suddenly quivered. He could clearly feel the light representing Wang Zhuo in his divine sense disappear. He pondered for a bit, then his body disappeared from the top of the mosquito beast.
When he appeared, he was standing next to Wang Zhuo’s body. Wang Lin looked at Wang Zhuo’s body with a complex feeling in his heart. He understood that Wang Zhuo was torn between his family and lover, and in the end could only kill his lover with his own hands to end the guilt toward his family.
At the same time, after his wife died, he killed himself to fulfill his love for his wife.
Wang Lin pondered for a while, then pointed his finger at Wang Zhuo’s brow. Gradually, a weak soul fire that could be extinguished at any time appeared in Wang Lin’s hand.
He let out a sigh and disappeared from the spot.
In the northeastern part of the capital city, there was a large house that belonged to the Wang family. A white haired youth appeared inside the Wang family household. The youth walked through the house as if he was transparent. None of the servants seemed to notice him.
After the white haired youth walked inside the house for a while, he stopped before a building. Inside sat a woman whose stomach had a bulge. She was clearly pregnant.
The youth looked for a while, then took out a ball of white light. He let out a sigh as he threw out the white light. The white light entered the woman’s stomach.
The not completely formed baby that hadn’t produced its own soul yet gradually fused with the white light.
“This person will step into the cultivation world in the future. Maybe we will have another chance to meet in the future,” the youth muttered to himself as he left.