My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

Chapter 1136 The Second Young Master Was Pried Into the Corner

Lu Zijia's disapproving attitude made Long Yuanzhi feel a sense of humiliation that he was not taken seriously.

The already gloomy face suddenly became more gloomy, almost dripping water.

"Damn it! Woman, what kind of thing are you? Our eldest young master just said a few more words to you to give you face. Do you really think you can't bear to touch you?"

"No, this kind of woman will open a dyeing workshop with a wink, and it will be impossible if she doesn't teach her a lesson!"

"Master, let us teach this ignorant woman a lesson!"

"That's right, young master, women can't get used to it, and if you get used to it, they might ride on your head."

"Yes, yes, young master, women can't get used to it."

Lu Zijia frowned slightly after listening to the Long family disciples who were talking loudly behind Long Yuanzhi.

It is said that three women are one hundred ducks, but now it seems that men are not too arrogant!

Before Lu Zijia could say anything, a disciple of the Long family who spoke first suddenly screamed and fell to the ground, clutching his chest and mourning.

This sudden change shocked all the disciples of the Long family, and they didn't understand why they suddenly fell to the ground.

"Hey, old man, what the hell are you doing, what's the name of a ghost lying on the ground!"

"That's right, we represent the face of the Long family. What's the matter with you lying down!"

"Get up quickly, it's not your way of joking."

"No, the eighth doesn't seem to be pretending, he is sweating coldly. Could it be a heart attack?"

"What nonsense are you talking about, how could a martial artist who can practice have a heart attack, you're brain pumping!"

"Then why did the old man scream while covering his chest!"

"Could it be that he has an internal injury, and it suddenly broke out now? Why don't you hurry to the hospital?"

"Eldest young master, should we send the eighth to the hospital first?"

"Eldest young master, the eighth looks very painful, his face is covered in cold sweat, it seems to be serious."

Originally, he was here to get off Mawei, but before he started, something happened to the people on his side, which made Long Yuanzhi very unhappy.

However, he still waved his hand and let two of the disciples leave behind the old man.

However, what Long Yuanzhi and others didn't know was that the old man did not have a recurrence of internal injury, but was hit in the heart by a spiritual energy shot by Mutian Yanfei.

This blow will not make the old man die, but it will make the old man suffer for a day and a night, more painful than death.

Lu Zijia smiled at his man and gave him a thumbs up secretly.

But in just one year, his own man used his spiritual power with ease, which is truly amazing.

"Woman, I'll give you two choices now, one, give me the waste of Tian Xiaogui, and I'll take your life around you.

Two, follow me back to Long's house and be my woman.

Don't worry, as long as you become my Long Yuanzhi's woman, you will be prosperous and rich, and you will have it at your fingertips. "

Long Yuanzhi said in a self-conceited arrogance, his tone was as if he was giving alms.

However, he didn't notice at all that when he said his second choice, Mu Tianyan looked at him as if he was looking at a dead man.

Lu Zijia smiled and squeezed the palm of the man beside him, "Ayan, he said he wanted me to be his woman, what do you think?"

Mu Tianyan's body was surging with cold air, his thin lips moved slightly, and he said a word that was extremely cold, "Death!"

As the words fell, Mu Tianyan stretched out a big hand with well-defined joints and pinched Long Yuanzhi's neck in the air.

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