Chapter 1190 (1/2)

”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.