And herself, she had just, just stabbed her husband with a sword, all because of the shadows in her heart.
The pain and regret twisted Sura's heart as if it were being wrung out. She had no other thoughts, and violently pulled the Sigh of God out from Ye Yinzhu's chest and moved it toward her own throat.
Apart from death, she couldn't think of any other solution.
Because of her impulsiveness, she made her children lose their father, Haiyang lost her husband, and the person she had killed was the man she yearned for day and night, the one she loved most. All of this was something she couldn't accept in her heart.
A large hand firmly gripped Sura's wrist, preventing the Sigh of God from falling.
With a light 'ding', the Sigh of God had already fallen into Ye Yinzhu's hand, "Sura, what are you doing? Do you want to make me suffer for the rest of my life? This thing is too dangerous in your hands. Let me keep it for you for now."