Chapter 159. Sasi Blida Mouse.
Tang Hao knew what Ah Yin was thinking and counseled, "Ah Yin, I know what you're thinking. I've always admired your kindness, but—"
"If we don't deal with her, how can Wu Lin lead this era and guide it onto the right track? We're correcting the mistakes of this era," Tang Hao said.
"Besides, for Xiao San's long-term plan, for Wu Lin's better future, some people must be sacrificed."
Ah Yin nodded, and then she and Tang Hao returned to their cabin to enjoy some time alone.
For the next few days, Lin Mengtong's soul power was crippled, and she was imprisoned in the tower's icy prison, powerless to resist. She attempted suicide several times to end this endless torture, but no matter how hard she tried, she would open her eyes again to find herself in the freezing cold water dungeon. Every day, someone would deliver her meals and ask her if she pleaded guilty.
Lin Mengtong refused to confess. Although she didn't understand why it was so crucial, she held a conviction in her heart: she couldn't.
Year after year passed, Lin Mengtong languished in Shrek's icy prison cell.
Meanwhile, Tang Hao and Ah Yin sat blissfully in their small room. They had become gods, possessing immense lifespans and able to see places invisible to ordinary people. They watched as waves of luck poured into Wu Lin.
Watching the little child's luck grow stronger each day was the happiest time for the grandparents.
A glint flashed in Tang Hao's eyes: "In another forty years, the destiny of Wu Lin, the child of luck, will be fully realized."
He smiled and said, "The child of destiny of this era is our grandson."
Ah Yin nodded.
In the long river of history.
Hua Qiang gritted her teeth and said, "Your Highness, you shameless Haotian Douluo! Why won't you let us rescue her now?"
Hua Qiang and Lin Mengtong had both suffered at Tang Hao's hands and held a deep resentment towards him. However, compared to Hua Qiang, Lin Mengtong, having been manipulated by Haotian Douluo her entire life, was even more pitiful.
Qian Xunji shook his head. He wanted to save her, but the card was stuck forty years after Lin Mengtong's imprisonment in the ice prison. What could he do?
"The exit is forty years from now. If you don't want to see it, let's fast forward to that time," Qian Xunji could only say.
Hua Qiang and Qian Xunji skipped over that forty-year period and went straight to the future. In Ah Yin and Tang Hao's small room forty years later, Tang Hao gazed at his grandson, who was surrounded by a cluster of blue silver grass. By then, his luck had reached a peak. The luck he had seized from Lin Mengtong had combined with Tang Wulin's luck to form the destiny of the Son of Luck.
"Hahahahaha, it's done. The son of destiny of this era is our grandson."
Tang Hao stood up and said to Ah Yin, "That Lin Mengtong no longer needs to exist. She hasn't confessed in over forty years. Let her confess in hell."
Five days later, a trial began. Lin Mengtong was escorted from the water dungeon to the execution ground. Forty years of torture had dulled the luster of her once bright eyes. The moment she saw Tang Hao on the execution ground, her eyes were filled with resentment.
The Shrek judge produced a stack of evidence and impatiently read out Lin Mengtong's crimes one by one.
Massacre, burning, looting, human trafficking.
From the massacre of cities and the destruction of nations to murder and arson, every sin weighed heavily on Lin Mengtong.
She offered no explanation, remaining silent, knowing that whether she confessed or not, in this era, the outcome would be the same.
However, the people did not know that after forty years of Shrek propaganda, Lin Mengtong had long been transformed into a female demon.
Now, as she was about to be executed, the people cheered and applauded.
"Kill this female devil!"
"Evil soul masters must be executed!"
"Long live Shrek Sea God!"
Rotten eggs and rotten vegetable leaves were thrown at Lin Mengtong.
The scene was like the execution of her parents over ninety years ago.
"Sentence Lin Mengtong to be hanged immediately."
Two soldiers escorted Lin Mengtong to the gallows. Looking at the gallows, her eyes showed no fear, but rather relief!
At this moment, two thorns burst from the ground and pierced the two soldiers' bodies.
The sudden change caused chaos at the scene. Hua Qiang stepped out from the crowd and shouted into the deep sky, "Tang Hao, I know you are here. Come out and see me."
Before Tang Hao could react, the Shrek, Haotian Sect, and other good dogs were already anxious.
"How dare you! The Father of the Sea God is not someone you can meet just because you want to."
"Come on, capture this arrogant man!"
With that, their army of spirit masters charged towards Hua Qiang. Hua Qiang smiled faintly, and a storm of rose petals swirled around her, enveloping the attackers.
When the rose petals dissipated, corpses fell one after another.
"Tang Hao, are you really not going to come out and meet me? If so, you might regret it," Hua Qiang said playfully.
Standing in the sky, Tang Hao looked at Hua Qiang below, his brow furrowing. This person seemed familiar, but he couldn't immediately place her origin.
However, Tang Hao reflected. In the twenty thousand years since the Spirit Hall was destroyed, he had met countless geniuses and powerful individuals, like carp swimming across a river. How could he possibly have met everyone?
"What qualifications do you have to meet me?" Tang Hao's voice descended from the sky, filled with arrogance and superiority.
"Whether I'm qualified or not, you'll know after you see this."
Hua Qiang produced a retro soul projection device and projected a screen of light into the sky. Everyone present turned their gazes to the screen, where a picture appeared.
Tang Hao's happy little house. A baby-shaped hole had appeared on the wall, and the floor was covered in blood. On Tang Hao's happy little bed, a silver-haired man from nowhere held Tang Hao's wife, Yin, in one arm. Yin wore a look of fear and resistance.
Instantly, Tang Hao, who had been pretending to be powerful in the void, could no longer sit still. He appeared, his eyes bloodshot, his breath heavy, and he let out an angry cry: "Yin—"
On the screen, the man holding Yin seemed to notice. He kissed Yin and said to the screen:
"Don't bother, Mouse. We haven't seen each other for 16,000 years."
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