Chapter 1190 Calculation Results

"Master, how is my sister?" Ji Zilin saw Lu Zijia frown, and his heart tightened.

Lu Zijia looked at Ji Zilin who seemed a little panicked, although she couldn't bear it, she still answered honestly, "According to the calculation, your sister has passed away.

The time of death was yesterday morning. "

The early morning is the time when the yin is at its strongest. Is this time of death really a coincidence?

Lu Zijia always felt that this was not a coincidence.

Thinking of this, Lu Zijia's eyes fell on the mid-air of the academy again, and ordinary people could not see the black fog.

Such a strong resentment is not something that one or two ghosts can form.

Ji Zilin, who was still hopeful at first, suddenly widened his eyes when he heard the words, and his face instantly became extremely pale.

"No, no! My sister will not die, my sister will not die, Master, please.

Please count again, my sister will not die, please, Master, please count again, count again! "

Ji Zilin couldn't accept this answer, his eyes were terribly red, and he kept begging to Lu Zijia.

It seems that as long as Lu Zijia does the calculation again, he will come up with a different answer.

Lu Zijia shook his head, "Even if you do the calculation again, the result will still be the same."

"Do not--"

Ji Zilin grabbed his hair in grief, tears falling from his eyes drop by drop, "It's me, it's all me, if I didn't have an emergency, I would have left the academy first.

My sister will not go home alone, there will be no accidents on the road, it's all me, it's all me who killed my sister, damn it, damn it! "

Ji Zilin is clearly walking into a dead end, if he can't get out, then there is only one dead end.

As expected, Ji Zilin suddenly raised his hand as the voice fell, and snapped a photo of his Tianling Gai.

"son--"

Finally found the Ji family couple who were not around their son, and found their son's whereabouts at this time, but at a glance, the two were terrified.

The voices of the two were full of horror and heartbreaking, which made people feel shocked.

"boom--"

At the critical moment, Lu Zijia waved his hand, a powerful but not hurting spiritual force, and instantly knocked Ji Zilin, who was about to self-mutilate, to the ground.

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

Lu Zijia's face darkened, and the words she said hit Ji Zilin's already scarred heart.

"Your sister is destined to have such a catastrophe, and she can't survive it, which shows that she is destined to be like this.

Even if you went home with her that day, it wouldn't change the final result, you understand? "

Cultivators are powerful to a certain extent and can change their lives against the sky, but mortals do not have this ability.

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

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

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

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

"Stinky boy, you are too ignorant. Your sister is still alive and dead, so you did such a stupid thing to scare us to death, right?"