My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

  Chapter 342 Song Zixuan Who Makes His Own Death (2)

   Mu Yunhao twitched his mouth, “Master Song, this is your villa.”

  In other words, this is your site, how do we know where the funnel is? Or, whether there is a funnel or not, I have to say two things about it.

  Furthermore, Song Master, don’t you feel that the person you are going to wash your feet with is staring at you with ghastly eyes now?

   “Then you will open his mouth for me, and this young master will directly pour it out like this!” Song Zixuan said with great momentum.

  It’s a pity that no one moved…

   Deeply felt that he was being xenophobic, Song Zixuan looked at Lu Zijia with a vague look, “These people you sent are all uncles, even older than this young master.”

  Lu Zijia blinked, then nodded solemnly, “Isn’t it, one hand can crush you to death, isn’t it your uncle or something?”

  Song Zixuan suddenly felt quite reasonable, “…”

   “Okay, stop making trouble, you should obediently take your footwashing water away, it’s really smelly.”

   Seeing his injured look, Lu Zijia comforted him very kindly.

  However, her comfort made Song Zixuan instantly feel a 10,000-point crit.

  It turned out that he thought he was a good method of extorting a confession. In Lu Zijia’s view, he was making trouble, playing, and playing!

   Feeling scornful, Song Zixuan simply didn’t do it. He tried to pour the footwashing water in the basin to the old man sitting on the ground.

However-

   “Wow—”

  The footwashing water was splashed, but when Song Zixuan was about to pour it out, the basin in his hand somehow suddenly reversed towards him, and all the footwashing water poured on him.

  Song Zixuan, who couldn’t react to this situation, looked down at his wet lower body blankly.

  Mu Yunhao and others, who had witnessed Song Zixuan’s death with their own eyes, turned their eyes away silently, unbearable to look straight.

  As a friend, Lu Zijia shrugged his unkind shoulders.

  She had already told him to stop making trouble, but the unlucky ghost was still catching up to death on her own. It was really… self-inflicted!

  As for Mu Tianyan, he only glanced at Song Zixuan’s stupidity, and then withdrew his gaze.

  It’s so stupid, my wife would definitely not like it.

   “Fuck!”

  It took a long time for Song Zixuan to finally react, and immediately couldn’t help but utter a whine.

   “What’s the matter, I am obviously…”

In the middle of speaking, Song Zixuan, who suddenly thought of something, suddenly raised his head and glared at the old man, “It’s you!”

  The old man’s face was gloomy, staring at Song Zixuan as if he was looking at a dead person.

   Seeing the old man’s expression reaction, Song Zixuan understood that his “failure” just now was really the man who made a fool of.

  At the same time, he also realized why Mu Yunhao and others just used their mouths to ask, instead of asking them like Master Li.

  It turns out that this is the reason!

  Smelling the odor of Ruowu’s feet on her body, Song Zixuan suddenly felt like she was unlovable…

   “Ahem, do you want to change your clothes first?”

  Lu Zijia pretended to cough twice, suppressing his smile, and said to Song Zixuan.

   Seeing her clearly smiling eyes, Song Zixuan only felt his heart hurt, and at the same time the idea of ​​overturning the friendship boat came up again.

   “Bring Master Li here.” After Song Zixuan went upstairs to change his clothes, Lu Zijia said to Mu Yunhao.

  After finishing speaking, Lu Zijia felt it, and a cold look like a poisonous snake fell on her.

  Lu Zijia’s mouth twitched slightly, and he met the old man’s gaze without fear.

  ”Ignorant junior, you know who the old way is!”

  The old man uttered the first sentence after being subdued, but it was not a begging for mercy, but a high-ranking angrily.

  (End of this chapter)