Chapter 1079

Because of the feeling of suffocation, Yin Yufei’s consciousness suddenly cleared.

She turned her head and saw, not far away, her father with eyes almost splitting, and the other members of the Yin Family, every face ashen and bleak.

Yin Yufei knew she was about to die.

Her father, struggling on the ground in utter disarray, his whole body wretched, his mouth opened and closed as he said something.

But she had already lost her hearing, and didn’t know what he was saying.

The father who had always been strong and majestic was actually shedding tears.

A clear tear slipped from the corner of Yin Yufei’s eye; toward this man, what she felt in the depths of her heart was mostly apology.

In the end, her gaze fell on the boy in the corner.

That was her child, the continuation of blood between her and the man she loved.

Looking at that face so similar to his father’s, Yin Yufei’s pupils dilated, and the last of her consciousness dissolved.

On the brink of death, the experiences of her entire life quickly flashed through her mind.

Those scenes of memory finally stopped in Wanhai City.

Back then, her feelings toward Yu Shuo were love that could never be obtained.

That one night in the hotel had been a fleeting affair.

But at the time, did she really not know that Yu Shuo was not acting normal?

And during all that happened that night between them, was she truly innocent?

Only she herself was clear about the secret delight in her heart at that moment, back then.

She clearly understood the gap between herself and him, yet in order to obtain the man she liked, in order to leave herself some lingering remembrance in the days to come...

When he lunged at her, it wasn’t that she didn’t have the ability to dodge.

The secret joy rising in her heart, the excitement, drove her mind into madness.

She forced herself to believe that this was heaven’s arrangement, that this was fate between them, that everything was simply going with the flow.

Could this be retribution?

Yin Yufei’s breathing was already labored, her body and mind tormented, as if her soul were drifting out of her body.

She had reached her limit.

She could no longer breathe in fresh air.

She was really going to die...

In the hall, the crisp sound of bones snapping rang out.

Yin Zhikun, who had been roaring and struggling with all his might, suddenly stopped moving.

His mad, furious, despairing eyes, the pupils gradually spread, as if struck by an enormous blow.

The other members of the Yin Family, as well as those Short Country Cultivators surrounding them, all turned their gaze to one spot.

Yin Yufei, whose neck Han Yixuan had casually twisted off, her body plummeted rapidly to the ground.

Even in death, her eyes remained open.

Everyone fell silent.

Suddenly, in the quiet hall, barely audible footsteps sounded.

In the corner, a delicate-featured, clear-eyed little boy stood up. His calm, unruffled eyes quietly fixed on Yin Yufei as he walked toward her step by step.

Under everyone’s gaze, he slowly walked to Yin Yufei’s side. That small figure simply knelt down, sitting in the pool of blood spreading on the floor.

Yu Tianrui reached out to touch Yin Yufei. He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but not a single sound came out.

The small child, like a sculpture, just knelt there in front of Yin Yufei.

Yin Zhikun had watched with his own eyes as his daughter lost her life at Han Yixuan’s hands.

Yet he could do nothing, just like a piece of trash!

"Fei’er! Fei’er!!!"

"Han Yixuan! I’m going to kill you! Kill you!!"

Yin Zhikun went insane, his eyes full of hatred as he glared at Han Yixuan. He struggled with all his strength, yet it was still useless.

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