My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator



The short-haired woman, who everyone thought was faking her death, was Jin Yutao. After a while, she completely fused with her body and gradually regained consciousness.

"I… I'm not dead? I'm not dead?!"

Jin Yutao raised her hands and looked at them, which were no longer transparent, with ecstasy on her face.

Great, great! She wasn't dead. She wasn't dead!

"No, you're dead."

While Jin Yutao was intermediate in the ecstasy of coming back from the dead, a cold voice suddenly shattered her fantasy.

"You should still remember how you died, right?"

Lu Zijia slowly walked to Jin Yutao and reached out, looking down at her as she asked the other woman.

"I… I'm dead?"

Jin Yutao looked at her hands again and shook her head crazily. "No, no! I'm not dead, I'm not dead! I'm still alive, I'm still alive! Don't try to lie to me!"

However, even though she said that, her eyes were indeed filled with disbelief and fear.

How did this happen? Why did this happen?

That person clearly said that it would be a fake death, fake death!

But why did she feel like she was dead? And she still remembered the fear before she died clearly.

"Why would I lie to you?"

The corners of Lu Zijia's mouth curled into a mocking smile. "Don't you know if you're dead or not?"

Jin Yutao was really dead. Besides, her soul was still floating in the Octagon Auction House after she died.

The "return" she said just now was to let the soul of Jin Yutao, who was floating in the air, return to her body.

However, even if Jin Yutao could return to her body, it didn't mean that she had really come back from the dead.

Everyone present was a bit dumbfounded when they heard their conversation, including the strong man and the middle-aged woman.

"No, no, no… I don't want to die. I don't want to die. I want to live. I want to live!"

Jin Yutao suddenly stood up as if she had suffered a huge blow and wanted to rush out.

Lu Zijia's eyes turned cold. She suddenly dodged and kicked Jin Yutao's chest.

Bang!

Jin Yutao suddenly fell to the ground from the kick, but she didn't scream in pain.

Because she didn't feel any pain at all!

"How is it? Are you sure you're dead now?" Lu Zijia put her hands on her hips and curled her lips.

The onlookers: "…" These words sounded very strange.

"Right, you probably don't know yet, right? You're already more than two months pregnant and you're carrying a boy."

What Lu Zijia said was like a bomb in Jin Yutao's ears, making her almost go crazy.

"A boy, a boy!"

Jin Yutao touched her abdomen with trembling hands and tears fell without warning.

"My child, my child. The child I waited so long for is gone just like that. Gone… Why, why did this happen? It shouldn't be like this. It shouldn't be like this!!!"

Jin Yutao suddenly screamed crazily. Her originally black eyes instantly turned into bright red blood pupils, looking very terrifying.

"I want to avenge my son. I want to avenge myself. I want the people who killed us to die with us!"

Lu Zijia raised her chin in the direction of the strong man and the middle-aged woman. "They're the ones who killed you and your son. Go and take revenge quickly!"

If it weren't for the greed of this family, why would she have courted death? They even implicated an innocent life.