My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

  Chapter 341 Song Zixuan who made himself dead (1)

   Staring at Yupei in silence for a long time, Mu Tianyan faintly suffocated a word, “Okay.”

  Lu Zijia glanced at him strangely, how did she feel that his tone seemed reluctant? Is it her illusion?

  Then the two were speechless all the way, but the atmosphere was not bad, at least not embarrassing.

   “Second Young Master, Second Young Master.”

   Just after the two got off the car, Mu Yunhao, who had been waiting at the door for a long time, greeted them immediately when they arrived.

  Lu Zijia glanced around Mu Yunhao’s body, and found that, except for a few more scratches on his clothes, he asked, “How is the situation?”

   Mu Yunhao detoured behind Mu Tianyan to push the wheelchair, and then replied, “I have subdued the person, but I can’t ask anything.”

  It’s not that they have never thought of injuring someone, but the opponent is a celestial master, or a celestial master with good ability, if they are tortured, or if they are too close, they will be easily attacked.

   Therefore, after subduing the person, they just quickly tied the person up and forced them to question.

  Lu Zijia was not surprised when he heard this.

  The strength of Mu Yunhao and others is pretty good, plus her inscription, if she still can’t subdue the master in Master Li’s mouth, then she has a high regard for the strength of Mu Yunhao and others…

  After the three of Lu Zijia entered, they saw an old man with white beard and white hair sitting cross-legged on the ground, his eyes closed and motionless.

  If you ignore his hands tied behind his back, you think he is meditating leisurely!

  At this moment, Song Zixuan came out with a basin of water in his hand, and said fiercely in his mouth, “Old man, this young master wants to see how hard your mouth is. I don’t believe you can’t open your dog’s mouth!”

  Wait when he wanted to continue to say something, he saw Lu Zijia with his eyes, and his face was suddenly happy, holding a basin of water, he ran over.

   “You finally came, I thought you brought these guys here and just let go.”

  The guys in his mouth are naturally Mu Yunhao and others.

  Lu Zijia glanced at the basin of water he was holding, “What do you want to do?” Even if you know she is thirsty, don’t you need to pour her with a basin, right?

   Seeing Lu Zijia coming, Song Zixuan’s originally suffocated heart instantly cleared.

  Listening to her question, she immediately explained enthusiastically, “I use this basin of water to extract a confession.”

  Lu Zijia looked at him with the eyes of the landlord’s stupid son, his forehead couldn’t control his countless black lines, “Are you sure you can use a basin of clean water to force something out of it?”

   “Clear water?”

  Song Zixuan was puzzled for a moment, and then seemed to understand something, and smiled repeatedly, “It’s not Qingshui, this is my young master’s foot wash.

  Isn’t this guy stiff mouth? This young master will pour down this basin of washing water to see if he can keep stiff mouth! “

  While speaking, Song Zixuan was overjoyed for the first time, just like a fool.

  Lu Zijia took a step back silently, “…”

  Mu Yunhao and others, “…” Although this method of extorting a confession is a bit shameful, it might not be a good way!

  Just, who will do it?

  Mu Yunhao and others looked at each other for a moment, and then kept looking at Song Zixuan.

  He came up with the method, so he should act accordingly.

After laughing enough, Song Zixuan, who was waiting for someone to help, turned his head and looked at the right, and when he found that no one had come forward to help, he said, “Hey, can you win me a bit? Anyway, help me find a funnel. come!”

  (End of this chapter)