Qin Yi's ring was taken away by Yun Huan, so she was a girl at this moment.
Qin Yi chuckled, "Exactly."
Qin Jiaojiao took a few steps back in fear, trembling, "Aren't you dead? Aren't you dead?"
She remembered killing Qin Yi herself. She had personally stabbed that dagger through Qin Yi's chest—this person should be dead.
Qin Yi was indifferent, "I'm not dead. Are you very disappointed, huh?"
She didn't have any feelings toward Qin Jiaojiao, but that didn't mean that she wouldn't kill her. After all, this person had caused her death in both her previous and current lives.
Qin Jiaojiao was stunned for a very long time before she was truly sure that Qin Yi wasn't dead. Her eyes lit up and she crawled quickly to Qin Yi, then grabbed Qin Yi's leg, "Good sister… Sister, ask them to let me go. You're not dead, right? You're still alive! Please, please, tell them to let me go."
