Chapter 848 - I Never Thought That I Was A
My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
âAlthough Lin Kedong didnât kill Sister Feifei, he was also an accomplice. He shouldnât be young anymore after coming out of jail, right? The Lin family is destined to have no descendants! This is the retribution of the Lin family! Retribution!â
âSister Feifei, look, the Lin family has suffered retribution. The Lin family has finally suffered retribution. You can finally rest in peaceâ¦â Towards the end of her rant, Zhong Jiajia couldnât help but cry in pain. The man in white held her in his arms and comforted her gently.
Lin Kedongâs eyes widened in disbelief. However, before he said anything, he was escorted into the police car by the police.
âWhat? Not⦠Not my sonâs? End of descendants? End of descendants?! No!â Mother Lin seemed to have suffered a huge blow, and she fainted on the spot.
And Mr. Lin, who hadnât spoken since the beginning, seemed to be possessed at this moment as he muttered to himself, âThe sins, the sins, are all the sins of the Lin family. Retribution, retributionâ¦â
After Lu Zijia left the police station, she walked to a quiet street with fewer people.
âYou should be on your way.â Lu Zijia stopped and looked at Yao Lefei and her son, who were following behind her.
Yao Lefei bowed to Lu Zijia gratefully. âThank you, Master. Youâre a good person.â
Lu Zijia smiled at the good person Yao Lefei mentioned and didnât comment.
âLetâs go.â
Lu Zijia opened the passage to hell and gestured for Yao Lefei and her son to go in.
âThank you, Sister. Youâre a good person. Youâll be rewarded with good fortune.â When Yao Lefei was about to walk into the passage, the babyâs clear and sincere voice entered Lu Zijiaâs ears.
Looking at the tunnel that was closing slowly, Lu Zijiaâs eyes flickered slightly and she turned around to look at a tree not far away.
âI donât like being followed.â Lu Zijiaâs calm voice contained a trace of killing intent.
As soon as she finished talking, Lu Zijia cast a spell in her hand, aiming at the tree not far away.
Bang!
âOw!â
Something heavy suddenly fell from the tree and hit the ground with a dull sound, followed by a wail.
Lu Zijiaâs figure flashed and she stood in front of the figure in the sky. âIf youâre tired of living, I can let you go to hell in advance.â
As she spoke, a powerful pressure suddenly burst out of Lu Zijiaâs body, pressing down on Gu Ying, who was about to stand up, making him bend his legs and kneel on the ground abruptly.
Under the powerful pressure, Gu Ying was almost suffocated.
However, the corners of his mouth curled up and he looked up at Lu Zijia with difficulty. âPretty girl, youâre a good person. You wonât kill me, right?â
Lu Zijia also smiled, but her smile made Gu Yingâs hair stand on end, as if the person in front of him wasnât a human but the God of Death who could take peopleâs lives with a wave of her hand.
âNo, Iâve never thought of myself as a good person,â Lu Zijia said faintly as she grabbed Gu Yingâs fragile neck with her slender hand. âTsk, tsk, youâre so fragile. Youâll be finished even when I squeeze your neck so gently.â
Feeling the hand on his neck that was gradually tightening, Gu Ying didnât show anything on his face, but his body was very honest and tense.
âAre you taking a gamble?â
Lu Zijia seemed to see through his thoughts and her smile became even more brilliant and moving. âYou donât think that I dare to kill you?â
âDid I win the bet?â Gu Ying asked in a slightly hoarse and weak voice.