My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

Noticing Wang Cuihua's absent gaze, Lu Zijia's indifferent gaze swept over, and Wang Cuihua hurriedly lowered her head and didn't dare to look again, and her face was even paler.

Lu Zijia, "..." She didn't seem to say anything, did she? What's the matter with Wang Cuihua's overly frightened appearance?

Could it be that the aesthetics of the cultivators in the Heaven and Underworld are really different from those of the Barren Continent?

Her appearance is scary to the cultivators of the heaven and the underworld?

At this moment, Lu Zijia deeply felt that the Heaven and Underworld was full of malice towards her!

Ishiye didn't notice the 'interaction' between Lu Zijia and Wang Cuihua, and the already frowned frown deepened, "Wang Cuihua, I have nothing to say to you, you hurry up and go."

After speaking, Ishino picked up the gravel on the ground while kneeling.

His indifferent appearance made Wang Cuihua feel suffocated and annoyed.

But she didn't want to give up, "Ishiye brother, I know it's my fault, but... but I can't do anything about it, I, I was forced, and I don't want to break off the marriage with you.

Brother Ishio, we have been engaged for so many years, and we must also have feelings. Can't you forgive me? "

The maid brought by Wang Cuihua also knew what Megold had asked Wang Cuihua to do, so when Wang Cuihua said these imaginative words, she did not care about the maid.

Ishio knew that he was stupid and couldn't talk about others, and he was even more and more wrong.

Seeing that Ishio didn't respond, Wang Cuihua was so angry that she almost clenched her white teeth.

After scolding a 'dead idiot' in his heart, he continued to look at Ishiye with a pitiful look, "Ishiye brother, you really still blame me, Ishiye brother, I really don't want it, Ishiye brother, have you really forgotten ours? ever?

I know I shouldn't break off the marriage, but my mother forced me. My mother also took the betrothal gift from the Mei family. If I don't marry into the Mei family, the Mei family will not let my mother go.

Brother Ishino, I really know I'm wrong, so please forgive me this time, okay? "

Wang Cuihua himself said a lot in that self-consciousness, but Ishio still didn't put a fart, let alone in response to Wang Cuihua's affectionate interpretation.

Lu Zijia, who was watching the play silently with arms in her arms, couldn't help but glanced at Wang Cuihua sympathetically.

It's really hard for Wang Cuihua to prepare such an affectionate performance for a fool who doesn't understand style.

Wang Cuihua still didn't give up, and the shouts of Brother Ishiye made Lu Zijia feel goosebumps when she heard it.

Two quarters of an hour later, Lu Zijia was drowsy after hearing this, and Ishio was still picking out the rubble as if he was completely immersed in his own world.

Lu Zijia, "..." Ishio is really a ruthless guy!

The highest realm of angering someone without paying for their life is to completely ignore the other party.

In this regard, Ishino has undoubtedly done a good job.

Wang Cuihua's mouth was dry and her face was blue.

"Sir, I think I can arrange the formation again."

Ishiye, who finally finished picking out the rubble, looked up at Lu Zijia and said solemnly, but he didn't even give Wang Cuihua alms from Yu Guang.

Seeing his ignoring attitude, Wang Cuihua almost vomited blood.

However, before she could say anything else, she heard a cold voice entering her ears.

"This little fellow Daoist Wang Cuihua, I heard that your Wang family received a betrothal gift from Shiye's 100 Spiritual Beads, and in the following years, you have received a lot of benefits from Shiye's family. There should be three or four hundred spirits added up. beads."