My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

Da Xuelang, who couldn't explain the overly complicated problem, pulled out a dilapidated book from under the console and pushed it to Lu Zijia's feet.

Lu Zijia picked it up and quickly browsed it.

It turned out that the owner of the Nine-Story Building was named Zhuge Qi, and he was a maniac of magic. Whether it was alchemy, tool refining or talisman, he had reached a state of madness and obsession.

But although he likes art, he just likes to study art. He never thought of using art to improve his reputation or gain any power.

But even so, his name still spread, and many people came to visit.

So one day, Zhuge Qi finally couldn't bear the constant interruptions during his research, and suddenly disappeared, looking for a place where he could study the arts quietly.

After more than 20 years of wandering, Zhuge Qi accidentally entered the secret realm of wild beasts, and then there was a nine-storey building.

According to Da Xuelang, the reason why Zhuge Qi created the Nine-Story Building was because it was too boring.

Lu Zijia was puzzled, "If he is really bored, he can leave the secret realm and return to the upper martial world."

Da Xuelang suddenly smiled gloatingly, "That old guy thought too, but it's a pity that he lost the pass and was trapped in a secret realm.

If it weren't for that old guy, I would have long been the king of the wild beast secret realm, why would he be waiting here to die!

That old guy was trapped in a secret realm and deserved it! "

Speaking of the latter, Da Xuelang suddenly became gnashing his teeth again, obviously having a lot of resentment towards that Zhuge Qi.

After Lu Zijia heard this, she couldn't help but be speechless.

It's really unfortunate enough to sleep yourself to death!

"Where are the rest?" Lu Zijia suddenly changed the subject and asked.

Da Xuelang was instantly alert, "What do you want to do?"

Lu Zijia put her arms around her chest, looked at it amusingly, and asked, "What do you think?"

"You can't take those things away, or this young master will die!"

Although Da Xuelang was afraid of Lu Zijia and the others, but now that his own life was threatened, he didn't care whether he was afraid or not.

Lu Zijia was not angry, but instead asked, "Are you familiar with Jiuzhonglou?"

"certainly."

That old guy back then took it with him all the time, euphemistically, he let him learn a little bit.

"Then are you willing to sign a contract with me?"

"Contract? What is that?"

The big snow wolf tilted his head, looking cute.

"Big stupid wolf, you don't even know what the contract is, you are really stupid."

The golden pagoda on the side never forgets to find a sense of existence.

But fortunately, I also explained to Da Xuelang on the way, what is a contract.

After listening to Da Xuelang, he did not answer immediately, but asked tentatively, "Can you help me get out of here?"

As he said that, he shook the two iron chains tied to it twice, the meaning is self-evident.

Mu Tianyan was silent, his slender fingers moved slightly, and the two chains were broken.

Daxuelang lowered his head in a daze, looking at the two black irons that had bound him for more than a hundred years, he was extremely excited!

"Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooo-"

The big snow wolf, who finally regained his freedom, couldn't control his scream, and his voice was loud.

Suddenly, the huge figure of the big snow wolf suddenly flew towards the window not far away.

Seeing this, Jinta quickly chased after him.

"Ow! Little white wolf, you want to run away?! Watch this uncle give you a trick!"