My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

  Chapter 390 Master Lu got an idea!

  Lu Zijia was surprised, but on the surface he was careless, and walked in casually.

After    entered, I instantly felt that this space was a bit depressed, and the light was also dimmed by a few degrees, coupled with the cold wind passing by from time to time, it really made people feel a kind of creepy.

  Of course, this does not include Lu Zijia.

  Lu Zijia’s gaze swept around quickly, and finally his gaze fell on the deputy chief who was sitting cross-legged on the open space and smiling at her ‘caringly’.

  This is a ruin that is about to be demolished, so both the exterior and the interior are very dilapidated. The doors and windows no longer exist, which is not surprising.

  However, it is strange that the deputy director is sitting in a circle drawn with bright red blood, and there are still many jerky runes drawn in the circle.

  Why does Lu Zijia know that it is blood, not paint? Of course it was because of the smell, such a strong smell of blood, it was difficult for her to smell it.

  After scanning the runes a few more times, Lu Zijia understood why the deputy director made this happen.

  Destroy the formation, the deputy chief is trying to seize her body, it is really a bold and avant-garde idea!

  It’s a pity that the deputy director is destined to disappoint.

  Don’t say that she has the soul of the golden core ancestor, the deputy chief, a pure celestial master, can’t do anything about it. Even if she can’t fight, she still has ancient space!

  She and the ancient space coexist and die, but the ancient space is a heaven-defying treasure that even the heavens are afraid of. How can it be impossible for even a mortal to deal with it?

  Of course, the formation created by the deputy director is not even defective.

  Good formations must be arranged with array flags. Once again, they must also be arranged with spirit stones or something containing aura.

  The formation of the deputy director is not like the formation, the inscription is not like the inscription, and it is not like a talisman. What is it? Please don’t insult the formation, okay!

  In general, even if she stands still and does nothing, the deputy director cannot succeed in winning the house.

   just radiated from the deputy chief, and judging from the stinking smell that was stronger than a month ago, even if she knew that the chances of winning the home were not great, she would still be desperate, right?

  After all, the deputy director’s time is running out, even if she doesn’t take a gamble, she still has to die.

  Actually, the deputy chief should have died long ago, but she used a sinister secret method to prolong her life, but that was just a dying struggle.

   “Little girl, the old way can be so hard to wait for you, and now I can finally wait for you.”

  The deputy chief opened a pair of muddy old eyes, as if he was in the action office a month ago, looking at Lu Zijia’s body with weird and greedy eyes.

  Especially Lu Zijia’s face, which seems to be loved and extremely satisfied.

  If Daoist Xue Ning’s body hadn’t been able to withstand too much toss, she would have been unable to hold it back, and she would have taken Lu Zijia by herself.

   Otherwise, there is no need to wait till now.

   “Come on, the little girl, come and sit down, let the old Dao take a good look at you, your beautiful little face, often reminds the old Dao of his youth.

  It’s a pity, time is not forgiving. “

  The deputy director beckoned to Lu Zijia, motioned to Lu Zijia to sit in front of her, and then showed a look of nostalgia.

  Perhaps the deputy director has tried his best to endure it, but Lu Zijia still sees her eagerness and jealousy of her young beauty.

  Cough cough okay, this is a bit narcissistic, but Lu Zijia is sure that he is absolutely right.

  (End of this chapter)