My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

Although, it can conquer people directly by force, it still needs to make people understand that in addition to conquering people by force, it can also conquer people by 'reason'!

Hong Shao clutched his blood-drenched abdomen, his face flushed from shame.

In the end, Hong Shao conceded defeat.

Of course, he was actually reluctant to admit defeat.

If it is an ordinary Jindan strong, he can also use the identity of the formation mage to oppress people.

But the opponent is a spirit beast, and its master's array spell is not under him.

Under such unfavorable circumstances, how could he dare to oppress others with his identity?

It's not really too long!

"Bendao admits the bet and loses."

Under the eyes of Lu Zijia and Jinta, Jiang Guangshan reluctantly conceded defeat.

Immediately, Lu Zijia and Jinta Shen turned to look at Fang Guang with a half-smile, and they looked at Fang Guang with chills, wishing to escape this dangerous scene with his legs.

After admiring Fang Guang's frightened legs for a while, Lu Zijia kept Hong Shao and the two who wanted to leave.

"Wait a minute."

Lu Zijia didn't care about the reaction of the two people who were stopped, and continued, "The two fellow Daoists left in such a hurry, do they want to repay their debts? Dignified Xuan-level magicians relinquish their debts? There should be many people interested in this title, right?

Daoyou Hong and Daoyou Jiang, what do you think? "

Lu Zijia's words were obviously a threat from Chi Guoguo.

It happened that Hong Shao and Jiang Guangshan didn't take the lead in this matter, and even if they were threatened, they could only endure it.

Hong Shao, who didn't want to stay in Shitou Village ashamed, gathered up a million low-grade spirit stones with dark faces and handed them over to Lu Zijia, and then left with full of resentment.

When Jiang Guangshan left, Shi Rong, who shrank his body and tried to reduce his presence, suddenly turned gloomy, raised his foot and kicked him.

"what--"

Shi Rong, who was kicked in the air, came to a dog to chew on the mud, and his forehead hit the gravel ground, and fainted on the spot.

Hearing the movement, Hong Shao lowered his head and glanced at his still bleeding belly, his face distorted for a moment, and the next moment he raised his hand and destroyed his own spirit gathering formation in the distance.

Lu Zijia didn't stop it, after all, it wasn't the formation she arranged.

Plus that piece of land belonged to Shi Rong's family, she had no reason to stop it.

Tsk tsk, these people are afraid that all the bamboo baskets are empty.

"Master, just let them leave? It's okay to beat these spicy chickens!"

Looking at the back of Hong Shao and the three of them leaving, Jinta said a little unhappy.

Jinta's voice was not too small, but it was enough for Hong Shao and the three who had not walked far to hear it.

I saw the next moment, the three people who were still walking unhurriedly, rushed out all the way in the blink of an eye, and the speed was as if a ghost was chasing them.

"Master, those spicy chickens are going to run away, why don't you go after them?"

Seeing that the figure in front was getting smaller and smaller, Jinta said anxiously in a circle in the middle of the idling.

Knowing that Jinta's bellicose factor appeared again, Lu Zijia rolled his eyes helplessly, "No, it's better to tear off the skin they care about most than to waste time beating them up."

As Lu Zijia spoke, he stepped forward and collected just one million low-grade spirit stones into the ancient space.

When Jinta heard the words, she knew that its owner must be holding back some bad water again, and couldn't help but eagerly asked, "Master, how are you going to tear off those spicy chickens?"