After Tang Hao arrived at the forest where he had planted Ayin, he no longer had any scruples.
He immediately released his Martial Soul and ran forward at an extremely fast speed.
He was very nervous. He had been by Tang San's side for six years and had never left the Holy Spirit Village.
This was the first time he had come to see Ayin after she sacrificed herself.
His heart was filled with shame, fear, and a faint sense of joy.
How he wished that he could get rid of that knot in his heart.
He didn't want to live a life of nightmares and fear ever again.
Those days were too tiring. He felt like he was being tortured every day.
This time, whether Ayin was dead or alive, he wanted to end everything.
Whether he wanted to repent or continue to make mistakes, it was all up to the heavens to decide.
"Ayin, whether it's good or bad this time, let's put an end to it."
Tang Hao said calmly. He had had enough of these years. He was already mentally and physically exhausted, and he did not want to worry about these things anymore.
As he said that, he stepped into the cave.
When he arrived at the stone room that he had dug, Tang Hao immediately fell into a daze.
He was stunned.
In the center of the stone room was a small mound of soil.
On top of that mound of soil was a stalk of bluesilver grass.
Tang Hao said that it was bluesilver grass because he knew that it was "Ayin". A normal person would definitely not be able to distinguish the type of grass.
That was because there was not a single blade of grass left. Only a three-centimeter long stalk was left.
Even the stalk was only three centimeters long, and there were many wormholes on it.
On top of the mound of soil, there were many small wormholes. These holes were the ant holes.
At that moment, countless ants were gnawing on the remaining stalk of grass.
Tang Hao was completely stunned when he saw that scene.
There was an indescribable pain in his heart.
No matter what he was thinking before, he could not accept it now.
As the saying went, a day together as husband and wife meant endless devotion for the rest of their lives. How could he accept watching his wife being gnawed by countless ants until only a short stalk of grass was left?
He loved Ayin very much. It was because of his love for Ayin that he felt incomparable pain after killing her.
It was also because of that pain that he desperately wanted to end everything. That was why he had the idea of letting Ayin fend for herself and die early.
It could be said that no matter what he was thinking, his love for Ayin would never change.
It was just that because of various reasons, that love became something that hurt her.
Tang Hao fell to his knees on the ground with a thump.
"I'm sorry, Ayin. I'm really sorry," Tang Hao muttered as he knelt in front of Ayin.
At this time, the small hill where Ayin was planted was like a grave, and Ayin was buried inside.
Looking at the small hill, Tang Hao felt that it was an eyesore. His heart ached uncontrollably.
No matter what he had done in the past, no matter what thoughts he had of hurting Ayin, at this moment, they all turned into deep love and deep regret.
Why didn't he plant Ayin by his side?
Why didn't he help her weed, fertilize her, and kill the insects?
Did she not know how difficult it was for an ordinary plant to survive?
Why hadn't he come to see Ayin for so many years?
Was it because she had to take care of her mistress?
..
. She had been so sensible since she was young. Why would she need him to take care of her?
It was more like Ayin 'Ayin Grave's care.
He was just a little afraid of seeing Ayin. Ayin was his nightmare.
He felt guilty, so he didn't dare to see Ayin.
But he had caused Ayin to become like this.
He really didn't think of this at first. He had placed a restriction on Ayin's body to prevent her from being corroded by mosquitoes.
He only wanted Ayin to wither on her own. He really didn't expect her to be so miserable.
She was eaten by so many insects and ants, and there wasn't even an intact corpse.
All of this was over. Ayin was completely dead. He didn't need to carry any psychological burden anymore. All of this could be let go.
But why did his heart hurt so much?
He couldn't help but think of the past. If only he hadn't been so greedy. When Ayin became a Titled Douluo, her aura would have been completely hidden, and no one would be able to detect it.
Why did he have such thoughts?
Was it really that important to absorb a hundred thousand year soul ring and enter this realm as a powerful Titled Douluo?
Tang Hao pulled out "Ayin", which had been gnawed until only a small straw pole was left. Looking at Ayin's body that was full of holes, Tang Hao sighed in his heart.
Ayin's perfect body appeared in his mind, and he was incomparably moved.
If it wasn't for that incident, Ayin might have been pregnant with a second child by now.
He gently stroked the straw pole with many holes. In his mind, he thought of Ayin's lower abdomen that didn't have a trace of fat.
He couldn't help but have a look of satisfaction on his face.
According to the principle of plant transformation, this straw pole corresponded to Ayin's slender waist that was like a water snake.
"Ayin, regardless of whether I did something wrong to you in the past or not.
Let's end this here. "