Reborn before the murdered wife preached

Feng Xuanxuan looked at her chest and felt a sharp pain!

She raised her hand, wanting to grab the man in front of her who had an indifferent look and was actually ruthless!

Her husband, Qin Huai!

"………you…………"

Why do you want to kill me?

The dagger that pierced her chest was like a piece of ice in winter. It not only pierced her chest, but also made her body cold!

Streams of blood slowly flowed down from the place where the dagger was inserted.

Qin Huai raised his other hand and pushed Feng Xuanxuan out.

The dagger was also pulled out by him.

Bright red blood splattered on the ground due to the force of the dagger being pulled out.

Drop by drop, drop by drop, drop of blood fell from the dagger onto the ground, spreading out.

Until Feng Xuanxuan fell to the ground, the light in her eyes completely disappeared, and she died.

In the end, she still couldn’t ask what she wanted to ask just now…

"Our relationship has ended in this life. In the next life or when I achieve immortality, I will definitely save you!"

Qin Huai slowly wiped the blood off the dagger, put it away and put it in his arms.

This is the magic weapon given to him by his master, he must cherish it!

"Good! Good! Good!"

A Taoist priest with an old face and white hair walked into the room and stood beside Qin Huai.

He looked with satisfaction at Feng Xuanxuan, who was already dead in a pool of blood, and glanced at the dagger that his new disciple had placed in his arms and kept close to his body.

Finally, he looked at Qin Huai with enthusiasm!

"Since my disciple has severed his ties with the secular world and proved his determination, he will surely be one of the talented people who will become immortals in the future."

Qin Huai raised his hands and respectfully thanked his new master.

"Thank you, Master, for your guidance. I am willing to accept you as my disciple, so that I can embark on the path of immortality and seek the way of immortality. If I achieve some success in the future, it must be because of your good teaching."

After Feng Xuanxuan died, her soul floated out of her body.

Looking at her husband Qin Huai and the white-haired Taoist priest who were talking beside her corpse.

She understood everything from the undisguised conversation between the two!

Wife-murdering testimony!

For the illusory cultivation of immortality, for the rapid improvement of cultivation, for the practice of the ruthless way!

Was she going to be his stepping stone and die in his hands?

She doesn't agree!

She didn't believe that such a heartless and ungrateful person could achieve enlightenment and ascend to become an immortal.

Her soul floated in the world, following Qin Huai.

It seems that he is indeed just as the old Taoist said, the speed of practicing the ruthless way is indeed fast.

You can build a solid foundation in just one year!

In two years, you can cultivate the golden elixir!

In just five years, he had cultivated to the state of great perfection of the golden elixir!

The old Taoist even persuaded Qin Huai, on the grounds that his own life span was coming to an end, to use the technique of initiation to help Qin Huai cultivate into a Nascent Soul and take his practice to a higher level.

Judging from the observations he made while floating around them after Feng Xuanxuan's death, this old Taoist priest was definitely not a good person.

He is competitive and does not seek profit without it. He is best at snatching opportunities from others.

Even the opportunities, elixirs, magical herbs and stones that originally belonged to Qin Huai were taken away by the old Taoist in the name of the master.

And Qin Huai's opportunities were indeed good. Since he embarked on the path of cultivating immortals, magical treasures, magical stones, and magical herbs seemed to have fallen from the sky, just waiting for him to pick them up, in an endless supply.

Feng Xuanxuan even observed that when Qin Huai was practicing, his body was shining with golden light, appearing and disappearing from time to time, and it did not look like an ordinary object.

And every time this happened, the dagger given by the old Taoist to kill Feng Xuanxuan, which is now Qin Huai's natal magic weapon, would emit wisps of black mist.

It attached itself to Qin Huai's body bit by bit, sticking to the golden light.

Until the day of initiation, Qin Huai's body was shrouded in the black gas from the dagger, and no trace of golden light could be seen anymore!

The old Taoist stroked Qin Huai's head, closed his eyes, and left only a triumphant smile on the corner of his mouth.

Feng Xuanxuan watched the Taoist's soul leave his body and rush directly into Qin Huai's body. Qin Huai's soul had already been hit by the Taoist's palm, and when his cultivation was poured into his body, it was hit out from the top of his head.

Before Qin Huai could react, the old Taoist had already taken over his body. He even took out the life magic weapon that had been nurtured in Qin Huai's dantian for five years from his arms and attacked Qin Huai's soul in one fell swoop.

Feng Xuanxuan was afraid instinctively and didn't dare to open her eyes wide. She could only squint and watch everything in front of her, even though she had died long ago.

However, seeing Qin Huai being beaten to death by the old Taoist, she did not feel much pleasure of revenge, but only fear filled her heart.

Is this what it means to cultivate immortality? How is such behavior different from that of a robber?

As Qin Huai's soul slowly dissipated, a golden light suddenly appeared!

In the golden light, Feng Xuanxuan only heard a faint scream, and then she could neither hear nor see anything.

Feng Xuanxuan closed her eyes in fear and hugged herself tightly. She felt the falling for a moment.

“Ah! It hurts!”

Feng Xuanxuan got up from the ground and touched her bruised body. Only then did she notice that she had returned to the place where she and Qin Huai had lived before.

The blue brick floor, the arrangement of tables and chairs, and even the peach tree planted in the yard are all exactly the same!

Feng Xuanxuan walked and stopped, and took a look around the yard. It was all familiar to her.

I didn't expect that she would come back to this place after so many years of her death.

The person who killed her eventually got his retribution and his soul was torn apart, so she finally got her revenge.

I just read these. This is what people often call the revolving lantern before death!

Feng Xuanxuan closed her eyes peacefully, waiting to disappear from this world, or perhaps the ghost messenger mentioned in the storybook would take her to the underworld, where she would walk across the Naihe Bridge and drink a bowl of Mengpo soup.

No need to remember anything about when she was alive!

Feng Xuanxuan waited with a little fear. Time passed little by little until her stomach growled with hunger and her stomach ached with hunger.

"What's going on? After being a ghost for so many years, am I hungry now?"

Unable to bear the feeling of hunger, Feng Xuanxuan walked to the kitchen, opened the lid of the pot, and found some steamed buns and side dishes inside.

There was still some fire in the stove, and the steamed buns and side dishes in the pot were still hot.

Feng Xuanxuan took out all the food and started eating by the stove without thinking.

After having enough water and food, Feng Xuanxuan began to think seriously about the current situation.

Is she a human now? Or a ghost?

The pain of falling to the ground just now, the cramping pain in the stomach from hunger, and the satisfaction of being full now?

This was something she had never experienced before in all the years she had been a ghost!

Feng Xuanxuan cleaned up the dishes in the kitchen, slowly walked back to the bedroom, walked to the dressing mirror, and looked carefully at the figure in the mirror.

It's exactly how I looked when I was alive!

"Is it possible? I am a living person now!"

Her soul has been following Qin Huai for many years and has passed by mirrors of various styles countless times, but without exception, her figure has never been seen in the mirror.

Even in the magic tools such as mirrors used by immortal cultivators, there is no trace of her.

Now, what happened?

Her eyes seemed a little itchy, so Feng Xuanxuan reached out to rub them. As soon as she touched her cheek, she felt a moist touch.

Countless tears could no longer be stopped from flowing, and the grievances she had felt over the years because of being killed by her husband Qin Huai suddenly came to her mind.

Feng Xuanxuan lay on the dressing table, sobbing, and no one knew how long she cried like this.

Until she heard a knock on the door!

"Dong dong!"

"dong dong"

"Is Madam Qin here?"

"Is the Qin family's wife at home?"

Feng Xuanxuan quickly wiped away her tears, tidied her clothes, and after making sure nothing was wrong, she hurried to the gate of the yard.