My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

   Chapter 632 The Second Young Lady’s Request Not Too High

   Perceiving Mu Shiyou’s collapse, the corners of Lu Zijia’s mouth raised slightly, but did not shut up, “If you don’t know what to do? If you don’t know, how can you cooperate with me?”

  Mu Yunhao and others, “!!!”

  To turn people into sticks, and they need to cooperate, the second young lady’s request is simply not too high!

   However, it also fits the style of their two young wives…

   “Enough, enough! I don’t bet, I don’t bet!”

   Mu Shiyou’s body trembled fiercely, but he had to suppress it again.

  Because of the long sword against her neck, she did not leave. If she moved a little bit bigger, it would undoubtedly be a dead end.

   “Don’t bet? But what should I do if I want to bet?”

  Lu Zijia frowned displeasedly, the long sword resting on Mu Shiyou’s neck and neck, instantly moved forward again.

  With the rapid loss of blood, Mu Shiyou’s face gradually turned pale.

   “What do you want!”

   Mu Shiyou still maintained a cold and arrogant expression on the surface, but his tone was compromised unconsciously.

  At the same time, her tightly clasped hands also betrayed her feeling of horror at the moment.

  Since she was a child, she has been accustomed to it smoothly, and she has never been treated like this before.

  Don’t say it was bleeding, even if she was slightly injured, she might die under her long sword if she was a little careless today.

  This feeling of being on the verge of life and death caused Mu Shiyou to unconsciously give birth to a bit of fear.

  Compared to ordinary people, warriors are more afraid of death, because the stronger the person, the more afraid of death.

  Lu Zijia curled up the corners of her mouth with satisfaction, “It’s very simple, you slap your mouth and say that you are a trash until I am satisfied, otherwise, I will let you know how crazy I am a lunatic.”

  Speaking, the long sword in Lu Zijia’s hand swung instantly, and with a sound of ‘Bang La’, Mu Shiyou’s arm was marked with a **** trace of bone.

   “Ah—-” The sharp pain on his right arm made Mu Shiyou suddenly scream, and his already pale complexion instantly turned pale.

  At this moment, she can no longer maintain the seemingly cold arrogance, and her lofty posture.

   “I have no patience, so I will give you ten seconds.”

  Lu Zijia ignored her screams, turned the long sword in his hand, and the dazzling and chilly long sword pointed at her thigh, and the threat was self-evident.

   “Don’t go too far!”

  Mu Shiyou looked fierce like a ghost, and his eyes were full of bitter resentment.

   “Five, four…” Lu Zijia ignored her anger and still counted down to her.

   “Mu Yunhao! If I die, not only will this lunatic be buried with me, but you will all have to die too!”

   couldn’t threaten Lu Zijia, Mu Shiyou could only break through from Mu Yunhao in a hurry.

  However, although Mu Yunhao was worried, he did not intend to stop him.

  He believes that the second young lady is not that kind of reckless person, since she dared to do this, she must have thought about it.

  Thinking about this, Mu Yunhao looked away and stopped looking at Mu Shiyou’s hideous face.

   Mu Yunhao’s attitude made Mu Shiyou so angry that another mouthful of old blood came out.

“one……”

  Lu Zijia’s eyes were cold, and he deliberately stretched the countdown, giving people a gloomy and shuddering feeling.

“and many more!”

   Just when the long sword was about to pierce her thigh, Mu Shiyou finally compromised.

  Because she didn’t dare to gamble, she didn’t dare to gamble with her own life.

  (End of this chapter)