My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

"Bone, ashes?"

Ye Xinxuan held the brocade bag in her hands and subconsciously grasped it. Her body trembled uncontrollably. Her face was as white as paper.

"No, no, no, impossible, impossible! My brother Zixuan won't die, no, no!

Master, you must have made a mistake. Yes, there must be something wrong.

Master, I beg you, please, Zixuan, he won't die. He must not be dead. Please save Zixuan, master, I beg you to save Zixuan! "

In the face of such a cruel truth, ye Xinxuan is unwilling to accept it and can't accept it.

Lu Zijia sighed silently, "Feng Zixuan is dead. He died three years ago, so he didn't abandon you, let alone betray you.

If you want to find his bones, I can give you a location. "

His beloved man was skinned after he died. If he knew the truth, ye Xinlu would be hit harder!

"No - brother Zixuan, my brother Zixuan won't die, no, no, wuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwu

Ye Xinxuan, who was deeply hit, sat on the ground. She didn't know when she had already burst into tears, and her mouth kept begging.

However, she said that Feng Zixuan was not dead, but her hands holding the brocade bag did not loosen at all.

Obviously, her heart is also clear that what Lu Zijia said is true. The man she has loved for many years is really dead.

"People can't come back from death." Lu Zijia can only respond to Ye Xinxuan's request.

If Feng Zixuan's ghost is still there, she may also let them meet.

Unfortunately, she didn't feel his ghost through Feng Zixuan's human skin and ashes.

In this case, there are only two possibilities.

In either case, it is impossible for ye Xinxuan to see feng Zixuan again in her life.

Finally, Lu Zijia left a position for ye Xinxuan and left..

Two hours after Lu Zijia left, ye Xinxuan ran out of the villa crazily, and then took a taxi to city A. during this period, she still clung to the seemingly ordinary brocade bag in her hand.

That night, a city news reported that a skeleton was dug up on the unfinished construction site of Feng Group.

The owner of the skeleton was Feng Zixuan, the only son of the chairman of Feng's group!

As soon as the news report came out, it immediately attracted a lot of attention. Feng Kun and his wife, who received the news, rushed to city a overnight. After DNA confirmed that it was really their son, they couldn't help being shocked and crying at the same time.

After learning that their son had died for three years, Feng Kun and his wife understood that the son who accompanied them in the past three years was a complete fake!

They hated the man who killed their son and immediately called the police to catch the fake son. Unfortunately, the police didn't find the fake son.

A rich childe was killed and lived for three years instead of his identity. People who saw the news couldn't help sighing.