My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

Chapter 3071 Take things back to Mu’s house (2)

After all, the door of the Zhao family is not so easy to kick.

Since you kicked it, you have to bear the consequences.

“Just a few of you?”

Looking at the bodyguards blocking their way, Lu Zijia made a slight difference.

There are a lot of people in Zhao’s Manor, but they still can’t hear such a big movement.

This alertness is really…it makes people speechless.

“Girls, children, these people will be handed over to you, I will go to the basement to get things back.”

After Lu Zijia exhorted him, his figure disappeared in a flash.

When    appeared, he was already in the basement of Zhao’s house.

The basement is brightly lit, but there is no one.

Lu Zijia went directly to the safe hidden behind the bookcase. For a soaring power, it is completely easy to open a safe.

While meeting Mu’s confidential files, Lu Zijia also took away all the files in the safe.

The Zhao family found someone to steal the Mu family’s confidential documents, and now she is using her own way to treat her.

It’s fair, isn’t it?

Of course, I didn’t forget to smash this basement before leaving.

Lu Zijia was just a thought. Everything in the basement seemed to be alive, self-mutilated, and in the blink of an eye the whole basement was like ruins.

Enter the basement and leave the basement, the whole journey takes less than ten seconds.

At this moment, outside, Mu Qi and Murin’s two children had already dealt with the original bodyguards and dozens of bodyguards who had arrived after hearing the sound. They were lying on the ground like a salted fish, unconscious.

At this time, the talents of the Zhao family were long overdue.

Even the ancestors of the Zhao family, with white hair and black robes, appeared.

“It turned out to be the boy of the Mu family. Who dares to run wild on the chassis of my Zhao family?”

As soon as the ancestor of the Zhao family appeared on the stage, he instantly released his aura, hoping to suppress the Mu Ding’an.

It’s a pity, let alone Mu Qi and Mu Lin, even Mu Ding’an and Du Yankang didn’t react at all.

The ancestor of the Zhao family is a ninth-level warrior of the ancient martial arts, and he is one of the best masters on the earth of the mortal world.

But the people that the ancestors of the Zhao family met were cultivators, not warriors.

The ancestors of the Zhao family, who were self-confident in their own strength, hadn’t noticed this strangeness.

“You want to suppress us even with this little momentum?”

The younger brother of Murin smiled and looked at the ancestor of the Zhao family who was full of posture.

“This old man, if you don’t want to be accidentally injured, you’d better go outside, otherwise I will not be responsible for accidentally hurting you after a fight.”

Mulin’s little brother’s ‘kindly’ reminder, instead of gaining the favor of the ancestors of the Zhao family, he was angry and laughed.

“It seems that these two little dolls are the offshoots that your Mu family recognized a few days ago.”

The muddy old eyes of the ancestors of the Zhao family looked at Mu Qi and Mu Lin sisters and brothers with unkind eyes, “It’s a pity, my head is not clear, it is not easy for the Mu family to cultivate.”

The little brother of Mu Lin blinked his eyes, and looked at his sister in a grievance, “Sister, is he saying that I am a fool?”

Miss Muqi cast a glance at him disgustingly, and dropped the three words very coldly, “It’s obvious.”

Little brother Murin, “…” My sister or something, there is no love at all!

嘤 嘤 嘤, he is really a little cabbage, no one loves it, neither does it!

The aggrieved little brother Mu Lin stopped wasting saliva with the Zhao family, and directly smashed it in the air.

(End of this chapter)