My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator



"Slap! B*tch, why are you crying? I'm not dead yet, and you're already looking like you're grieving. Who are you trying to show it to?"

Sun Ding raised his hand and slapped Cao Fei'er again, and he didn't hold his strength back at all.

A dazzling bright stream of blood quickly flowed out of the corner of Cao Fei'er's mouth.

"I'm sorry, Young Master Ding

Cao Fei'er lowered her head and held the jade bottle with both hands tightly.

Perhaps because she held it too tightly or for some reason, her hands were trembling tightly.

Sun Ding sneered and didn't let her go just like that. "Sorry? What's the use of being sorry? If you hadn't offended Alchemist Lu and made her hate our Dual Polarity Sect, our Dual Polarity Sect wouldn't have fallen to this dire state at all! If it weren't for you, damn b*tch, our Dual Polarity Sect would be the number one sect in the Upper Martial Arts Realm in the future!

Speaking of this, Sun Ding recalled the scene of his grandfather pointing at his nose and reprimanding him in public, and he became even more resentful and angry at Cao Fei'er. "It's all your fault, b*tch. You're the one who embarrassed me. You deserve to die. You should die!"

As soon as Sun Ding finished speaking, his bruised face became ferocious. He suddenly grabbed Cao Fei'er's neck with both hands and glared at her with red and vicious eyes.

"Young… Young Master, I've been with you for so long. Even if I didn't get any credit, I still worked hard. Are you really so heartless as to kill me?"

The medicine bottle in Cao Fei'er's hand fell to the ground. She wanted to pry open the hand that was holding her neck with both hands, but her voice was weak and pitiful.

"Pfft! B*tch, don't think I don't know that you're sticking to me because of my identity. You're a b*tch and you still want to build a memorial tablet? Dream on!" Sun Ding's eyes were full of maliciousness as he directly spat at Cao Fei'er's face.

Cao Fei'er, who was originally looking down, suddenly looked up and met Sun Ding's disgusted gaze. She suddenly smiled.

"B*tch, what are you laughing at?"

Cao Fei'er's smile made Sun Ding panic for some reason. He immediately shouted fiercely on the outside and exerted more strength in his hands.

It was as if he really wanted to strangle Cao Fei'er to death.

"Sun Ding, you forced me. I don't want to die, so it can only be you… Die!"

Before Sun Ding could react to what she meant, he felt a sudden pain in his abdomen.

Sun Ding looked down at his abdomen mechanically. At this moment, there was a sharp dagger stuck in his abdomen, and the person holding the handle of the dagger was Cao Fei'er.

"You… You… B*tch…"

Sun Ding's eyes widened. He had never thought that Cao Fei'er would dare to kill him!

Cao Fei'er smiled hideously and pulled Sun Ding's hands off her neck with her other hand.

"Young Master Ding, have a safe journey! Don't worry, I'll tell your grandpa who killed you and ask him to avenge you."

Cao Fei'er said as she held the dagger and stirred Sun Ding's abdomen forcefully. The bright red blood flowed even faster.

Sun Ding opened and closed his mouth, but he couldn't say a word. Bright red blood kept gushing out.

A moment later, Sun Ding fell straight down. His eyes widened and he died with grievances!

After confirming that Sun Ding was dead, Cao Fei'er took out a handkerchief unhurriedly and wiped her face.

"Lu Zijia, all my misfortunes started because of you. If I don't have a good life, you shouldn't even think about having a good life either!" Cao Fei'er's face was twisted and her eyes were full of strong hatred that seeped into her bones.