My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

Chapter 1168 - 1168 The Incident in the Yan Family (25)



Chapter 1168 - 1168 The Incident in the Yan Family (25)

1168 The Incident in the Yan Family (25)

Dong Mingyue had never thought that Ji Fangping, whom she had always looked down on, would dare to kill her one day, and even stab her in the heart.

It was impossible for her to save herself!

Looking at Dong Mingyue, who kept vomiting blood, the crazy smile on Ji Fangping’s face became even wider. “Didn’t you say I’m a loser? I’m finally not a loser now. You should be happy.”

“You… You…!”

!!

Dong Mingyue still wanted to curse something, but the rapid loss of life force made her unable to speak anymore.

Bang!

Dong Mingyue’s face was ferocious as she fell backward with a bang. Her eyes were wide open and she died with remaining grievances.

The moment Dong Mingyue completely stop breathing, Lu Zijia cast another spell and sealed Dong Mingyue’s soul in the Yin Wooden Puppet before she could escape.

Lu Zijia handed the puppet to Yan Yunfei. “Master Yan, you can choose an eye for an eye, or you can choose to let her go to hell.”

Yan Yunfei looked down at the Yin Wood Puppet that had sealed him for an entire year and felt that his throat was extremely dry.

When he was tortured by Dong Mingyue until he wanted to die, he only had one thought, and that was to return the torture Dong Mingyue gave him a hundred times after he escaped.

However, at this moment…

Looking at his family, who cared about him so much, he suddenly felt that it was better to spend more time with his family than waste time continuing to take revenge.

Anyway, Dong Mingyue was already dead, so he could be considered to have taken revenge.

“Will she reincarnate after going to the Netherworld?” Yan Yunfei was silent for a while and asked instead of answering.

Lu Zijia shook her head. “She has hundreds of lives on her hands, many of which are innocent lives. Moreover, thirty-nine of these lives are unborn babies. She has committed grave sins. After she goes to the Netherworld, she will be sent to the eighteenth level of hell to suffer the cruelest torture. She will only have the chance to reincarnate after being tortured for at least a hundred years.”

Hearing that, Yan Yunfei was completely relieved. “Then, Master Lu, please send her to hell.”

The three members of the Yan family heaved a sigh of relief in their minds when they heard that. They really didn’t want to see their eldest son/brother living in hatred.

Because hatred was the most torturous.

Lu Zijia wasn’t surprised by Yan Yunfei’s answer at all, as if she had already expected it.

Immediately, she quickly cast a few spells, opened the door to the Netherworld, and quickly threw Dong Mingyue’s soul in.

The moment Dong Mingyue was released from the Yin Wooden Puppet, she wanted to beg for mercy in fear, but Lu Zijia didn’t give her the chance at all.

“No!”

Dong Mingyue’s desperate and shrill voice entered everyone’s ears clearly.

The moment Dong Mingyue’s soul was thrown into the passage of the Netherworld, the door of the Netherworld slowly closed.

Looking at the door of the Netherworld that gradually disappeared, Ji Fangping suddenly knelt on the ground and slapped his abdomen dantian fiercely without saying a word.

“Son!”

Master Ji and Madam Ji sensed his intentions and immediately looked panicked. They wanted to go forward and stop him, but it was too late.

“Pfft!”

Ji Fangping, who had crippled himself with his own hands, suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. The intense pain in his dantian made his face twist uncontrollably.

However, he didn’t care.

He slowly raised his head and looked at Yan Yunfei with grief and regret in his red eyes. “Yunfei, I’ve let you down. I don’t beg you to forgive me. I…”

Ji Fangping still wanted to say something, but he realized that whatever he said now was useless.

Because the harm and betrayal that had already been done would always exist and couldn’t be erased.


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