Chapter 1190

"Master, how is my sister?" Ji Zilin frowned when he saw Lu Zijia, and his heart tightened suddenly.

Lu Zijia looked at Ji Zilin, who seemed a little frightened. Although he couldn't bear it, he honestly replied, "according to the calculation, your sister has died.

The time of death was early yesterday morning. "

Early morning is the time when Yin Qi is most intense. Is this time of death really a coincidence?

Lu Zijia always felt that this was not a coincidence.

Thinking of this, Lu Zijia's sight fell in the air of the college again, and ordinary people could not see the black fog.

Such strong resentment can't be formed by one or two fierce ghosts.

Ji Zilin, who was still lucky, suddenly stared at Yan, and his face turned pale in an instant.

"No, no! My sister won't die, my sister won't die, master, please.

Please count it again. My sister won't die. Please, master, please count it again, count it again! "

Ji Zilin couldn't accept the answer. His eyes were red and terrible. He kept pleading with Lu Zijia.

It seems that as long as Lu Zijia calculates it again, he will get a different answer.

Lu Zijia shook his head. "Even if you calculate it again, it's still the same result."

"No -"

Ji Zilin sadly grabbed his hair and tears fell from his eyes, "it's me, it's all me. If I didn't have something temporary, I'd leave the college first.

My sister won't go home alone. There will be no accident on the way. It's all me. I killed my sister. I deserve it, I deserve it! "

Ji Zilin has obviously entered a dead end. If he can't get out, he will have to die.

Sure enough, as the voice fell, Ji Zilin suddenly raised his hand and snapped it at his own tianlinggai.

"Son -"

Finally found their son is not around the quarter family couple, at this time happened to find their son's location, but at a glance, they were terrified.

Their voices were full of panic and tearing their hearts away from their lungs, which made people listen and feel frightened.

"Bang -"

At the critical moment, Lu Zijia waved with a powerful but harmless spiritual power, and Ji Zilin, who was about to injure himself, fell to the ground in an instant.

"You still have parents. Your parents have lost a daughter. Do you want them to lose another son?"

Lu Zijia's face was slightly heavy, and his words hit Ji Zilin's scarred heart.

"Your sister is doomed to such a disaster. If she can't survive, it shows that she should be so.

Even if you went home with her that day, you can't change the final result. Do you understand? "

The cultivator is strong enough to change his life against the sky, but ordinary people don't have this ability.

Even if you know in advance that there will be such a disaster and want to resolve it, it is not so easy.

Ji Zilin didn't speak, so he sat on the ground and cried bitterly.

"Son, son, what's the matter with you? How can you do stupid things? Your sister has an accident. If you have an accident, what should your parents do? "

After Ji's mother rushed in panic, she immediately knelt on the ground and held her crying son in her arms. She couldn't help crying again.

"Smelly boy, you're too ignorant. Your sister doesn't know whether she's alive or dead. You're doing such a stupid thing to scare us to death, don't you!"