My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

Chapter 74 - The local tyrant master is a bad luck

  Chapter 74 The Tyrant Master is a Unlucky One

  Following the words of the old woman, the people around seemed to come back to their senses, and they immediately exploded.

  Following the old grandma’s words, don’t praise Lu Zijia like money, it’s almost impossible to lift people to the sky.

  Lu Zijia, “…”

  The people in this world are really fickle. I just hated her and condemned her, but now I am optimistic about her again.

   Things suddenly reversed, and the three of Master De Dao were caught off guard, and their faces were extremely ugly.

  Lu Zijia ignored everyone’s praise and turned to Master Dedao, “Two wins in three games. I should have two wins now? Should I continue?”

  Lu Zijia asked, because he wanted to get the victory beads as soon as possible, and then go to eat KFC.

  But when she heard what she said in the ears of Master De Dao, it was a provocation from Chi Guoguo.

  It’s strange that Master De Tao’s complexion can be good.

  Master De Dao had an ugly face, and the faces of the young Taoist priests and Lu Jianyue did not show too much.

  I thought I had already stepped Lu Zijia into the mud, but unexpectedly, she turned her over in the blink of an eye!

  Lu Jianyue was itching with hatred, but he was helpless.

  After all, there are so many eyes watching, no matter how clever she is, she can’t open her eyes and talk nonsense and continue to buckle the liar’s name on Lu Zijia’s head.

  If she really did that, the person who was condemned in turn would become her!

  ”Wait, if you say it is three rounds, you will get three rounds.

  Although you have won two rounds, the competition is a competition and should continue. “

  The third young man who took part in the competition walked up from the side dissatisfied. He sat down on a chair at two tables like an uncle, and said to Lu Zijia.

  ”Furthermore, this young master has been waiting for a long time in order to participate in your competition.

  You said it was over, isn’t it not very kind? “

  The young man looks in his twenties, and he doesn’t wear cheap goods. He also wears fashionable yellow hair on his head. He looks tugging and looks alive as a young boy.

  This kind of ugly son, the first reaction to people is that he can not provoke him.

  Lu Zijia glanced at the young man, and then smiled meaningfully as if he had seen something interesting.

   “You are right, three rounds are three rounds.”

  Lu Zijia smiled and nodded, and then made a please gesture to Master De Dao.

  ”Master Virtue, should you come first?”

  This kind of competition is often advantageous to the one that starts first.

  Unfortunately, Lu Zijia’s humility did not exchange the kindness of Master De Dao, but instead got resentment.

   “No, I will choose you.”

  Before Master Dedao could reply, the young man spoke first. He took out his wallet, took out a large stack of Red Bull from it, and put it in front of Lu Zijia.

  Lu Zijia visually inspected the stack of Red Bulls in front of him. There are probably more than 20,000 yuan. It really is a local tyrant young master!

  It’s a pity that even the local tyrant young master is a hapless one.

  ”As long as you are right, the money is yours. I will write a check if it is not enough.”

  Song Zixuan came out of the house, originally wanting to take a walk to relieve boredom, but he did not expect to walk to Lingde Street, which he hated most.

  When he just wanted to turn around and leave, he could better hear Lu Zijia and Master De Dao’s test.

  It was a whim that he would participate, and it was also a trick to expose these so-called warlocks on the spot.

  But the next two competitions made Song Zixuan start to waver.

  Of course, more suspicion and resentment.

  After all, if it weren’t for these so-called master warlocks, he wouldn’t…

  Thinking about himself and his family, Song Zixuan’s attitude suddenly became bad.

   “But if you are not correct, don’t blame this young master for beating you, and then send you to the police station!”

“certainly.”

  Lu Zijia smiled disapprovingly, looking at Song Zixuan’s eyes even more weird.

  Song Zixuan was unnaturally seen by her, and she was a little angry in her heart, but she still held it back.

   “You, you are…”

Lu Fangyue at the side of    didn’t pay much attention to Song Zixuan at first, but when she looked at Song Zixuan, the more she felt that he was a little familiar, but she couldn’t remember who he was.

  (End of this chapter)

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