My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

"Oh yes, that little beauty is reserved for this young master, don't hurt anyone."

Qu Wu's eyes fell on Lu Zijia again, and the expression on his face was ill-intentioned.

Even though she is a lot of age, Lu Zijia, who is still called a little beauty, "..." Well, she will let this greasy dead fat man know that she is a little beauty!

The next moment, Lu Zijia didn't even say hello, just picked up the half-meter-high vase that was used for decoration, and rushed towards Qu Wu. The speed was so fast that the gray-robed old man couldn't react at all.

"Boom-crash-ah-"

The screams like slaughtering pigs suddenly resounded throughout the Jeju Pavilion, which was very harsh.

However, without waiting for a sudden reaction, the second pig-killing sound sounded again.

I saw the girl who was supposed to be like a fairy in the sky, but at this moment, she grabbed Qu Wu's leg very sturdily, and swung him up and smashed at the people who Qu Wu brought.

Looking at the smashed figure, the people brought by Qu Wu subconsciously wanted to do it.

But when they saw who was smashing at them, the long knife that had been swung in their hands stopped abruptly in the air, and then the whole person was smashed and flew out.

For a while, there were endless screams in the Jeju Pavilion.

When the gray-robed old man saw that Qu Wu was being held hostage, he immediately wanted to save people, but was held back by Steward Tang, unable to save them at all.

A quarter of an hour later.

Qu Wu, who was used as a weapon by Lu Zijia, was already dying at this moment, his body was covered in blood, and the exposed face was even more bruised and swollen like a pig's head.

And around Lu Zijia, there were people brought by Qu Wu lying on the ground.

Lu Zijia glanced at the gray-robed old man who was still being dragged by Steward Tang, then smiled and said loudly, "Don't you want to save your fifth young master? Hey, here it is, catch it."

As soon as the words fell, Lu Zijia swung the fainted Qu Wu out, and the target was naturally the gray-robed old man.

Looking at the person who was being swept over like a rag doll, the gray-robed old man suddenly turned pale with fright.

"puff--"

In order to catch Qu Wu, the gray-robed old man was beaten by Steward Tang.

"Steward Tang, the Qu family will never give up easily on this matter!"

When the gray-robed old man left with Qu Wu on his back, he did not forget to let go of a cruel word.

At the same time, he glanced in Lu Zijia's direction rather apprehensively.

Obviously, he has noticed that Lu Zijia is not as simple as the foundation-building stage, otherwise it is impossible to easily clean up the forty or fifty cultivators of the foundation-building stage.

Lu Zijia didn't care about this.

Now that she has a lot of understanding of the underworld, she naturally does not need to hide her strength all the time.

Sometimes showing some strength, it can also save a lot of trouble for myself.

"I'm sorry, Master Lu, for making you frightened."

Butler Tang asked the guards and the second shopkeeper to clean up the scene, and then handed over to Lu Zijia to apologize.

"It's alright, this matter is aimed at me."

Lu Zijia smiled indifferently, "But if the Qu family taught such a son, they are not afraid of causing trouble."

Recalling Qu Wu's wretched eyes looking at her, the smile on Lu Zijia's face became brighter, but there was no warmth in her clear eyes.

Looking at Shang Lu Zijia's indifferent eyes, Manager Tang hurriedly retracted his gaze, daring not to look at him again.

Without waiting for Steward Tang to reply, he listened to Lu Zijia again, "Huangfu's family, shouldn't there be such a son?"