My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

"Actually, if you think about it carefully, it's not surprising. After all, Master Lu is a heaven-level formation wizard who is less than a hundred years old. This shows that Master Lu's talent in formation must be good."

"That's true, but Master Lu's progress is still amazing."

The people on this side were discussing enthusiastically and excitedly, but the people on the other side sank their old faces with displeasure.

On a luxurious and comfortable airship not far from Tailing City, an old woman with a wrinkled face was standing on the deck of the ship, squinting her old eyes and staring coldly at the distant array of lightning tribulations.

At this time, a young man in a blue robe was carefully helped out of the room by a maid and came to the deck of the flying ship.

"Cough cough~"

However, after walking for a short distance, the panting young man couldn't suppress the dry itching in his throat, and couldn't help coughing twice.

Hearing the sound of coughing, the old woman's gloomy face instantly turned into kindness and kindness, and she turned to meet her, "Young master, there is still a quarter of an hour before you arrive at Tailing City, why don't you go back to your room and rest for a while?"

Si Zijun shook his head weakly, looked in the direction that caused the thunder tribulation and said, "Aunt Qiu, is this a cultivator who is transcending the calamity?"

The old woman didn't reply immediately, but glanced at Lian Yu who was supporting Si Zijun with a bad look, and scolded, "What are you still doing, why don't you bring up a chair!"

Although Lian Yu was used to being reprimanded for a long time, she couldn't help shrinking in fear every time she faced the old woman's reprimand, "Yes, yes, auntie, I'll go now when I'm young."

After speaking, Lian Yu hurriedly turned around and went back to the cabin to carry the chair.

After Lianyu left, the old woman replied to Si Zijun with a gentle attitude, "Master, it is not a cultivator who is robbing, but a formation master who arranged a heaven-level formation, which attracted the formation of lightning.

Moreover, Aunt Qiu had a hunch that even if the person who attracted the lightning robbery was not the one who was destined for you, Young Master, he would definitely be inseparable from that person. "

"Young master, don't worry, when Tailing City finds a place to settle down, Aunt Qiu will go and find someone. My poor young master, you won't have to suffer any more soon."

As she said that, the old woman reached out and stroked Si Zijun's face, which was as pale as white paper. The old eyes were full of love, as if she regarded Si Zijun as her own grandson.

At this time, Lian Yu carried a Taishi chair and returned, and just happened to hear the words of the "destined person" from the old woman's mouth, and a flash of jealousy flashed in her eyes.

"Master, here comes the chair."

Lian Yu put the chair behind Si Zijun and wanted to help him sit down, but before his hand touched anyone, he was slapped away mercilessly by a dry old hand.

On the back of Lian Yu's fair hand, a clear red mark appeared instantly.

"Go back to the cabin and stay!"

The old woman ignored Lian Yu's aggrieved appearance, and helped Si Zijun to sit down carefully.

It looked like Si Zijun was a porcelain doll, and it shattered when he touched it hard.

"Master..."

Lian Yu was reluctant to leave, and looked at Si Zijun with tears in her eyes full of grievances, hoping that Si Zijun could speak kind words for her.

However, Si Zijun disappointed her.

"Yu'er, you should go back to the cabin to rest for a while."

Seeing Shang Lianyu's aggrieved gaze, Si Zijun said helplessly.

He didn't understand how Lian Yu was thinking, but he always regarded each other as his sister, and had no relationship between men and women.