My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

"you……"

Lian Yu looked at Lu Zijia in shock, as if she didn't expect that Lu Zijia actually saw it, and she said it in such detail that she didn't even know it.

"How sure are you?"

Lian Yu tried her best to suppress the excitement in her heart and asked Lu Zijia urgently.

Lu Zijia pretended to think about it for a while before replying, "At least 60% sure. Of course, this is if you are willing to cooperate. If you are not willing to cooperate, then I have no other choice."

After finishing speaking, Lu Zijia spread out his hands like a bachelor, looking very indifferent.

Lian Yu's chest heaved violently with anger.

However, she was more worried about Si Zijun's life, but she did not continue to attack.

"You wait for me, if you dare to play with me, I will never spare you!"

Lian Yu said angrily and ran out of the yard in a hurry.

As for the whereabouts, it is self-evident.

In less than half an hour, Mrs. Qiu appeared in front of Lu Zijia, showing how much Lian Yu and Mrs. Qiu valued Si Zijun.

"Tell me, what can you do to save my young master?"

The old lady Qiu looked down at Lu Zijia who was sitting at the stone table, her tone was a little gloomy, "You should know that if you dare to fool the old man, it will not end well!"

Obviously, Mrs. Qiu was warning Lu Zijia in advance.

Lu Zijia stood up calmly, smiled slightly, "Of course I am clear, but before you let me save people, you have to promise me one thing, otherwise, even if I die, I will never save people. ."

"Oh! You, a little yellow-haired girl, dare to threaten the old man?"

The old woman Qiu laughed in anger, and the majestic and powerful pressure suddenly pressed her head towards Lu Zijia.

In just two breaths, Lu Zijia's face gradually turned pale, and a layer of sweat appeared on her forehead, but she still stood up straight with her teeth gritted.

Just like a towering mountain peak.

Lu Zijia's spiritual power was sealed, and she could only rely on her physical strength to resist the coercion of the old lady Qiu.

Soon, a dazzling bright red overflowed from the corners of Lu Zijia's mouth, but she remained silent and did not show weakness.

Just because once she shows weakness, she loses the qualification to negotiate with the other party.

A quarter of an hour later, the old lady Qiu withdrew her coercion with a dark face.

"Humph! Hard bones, I have to see how hard your hard bones can be!"

The old lady Qiu flicked her sleeves and snorted coldly, "Tell me, what are the conditions?"

Obviously, this invisible confrontation with Lu Zijia won.

Lu Zijia was completely exhausted, and her hands were evenly propped on the stone table to prevent herself from sitting on the ground with her legs shaking so badly.

When she finally sat down again slowly, the old lady Qiu was already impatient.

Before Madam Qiu's attack, Lu Zijia spoke slowly, "I already have a Taoist partner, let me give you a good news for your young master, I hope it can be cancelled, and I won't mention it again in the future."

"What if the old man doesn't agree? What should you do?" The old lady Qiu said coldly.

Lu Zijia chuckled lightly, "I just said that, even if I die, I will never save people."

As Lu Zijia's voice fell, the figure of the old lady Qiu suddenly approached.

Lu Zijia's body suddenly tensed, but he didn't move, "Senior, think about it, if you hurt me, your young master will be afraid that it won't get better for a while."