My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

  Chapter 851 Flattering Little Boy

   Although Gu Ying was not specifically targeted, but the distance was relatively close, causing the blood in his body to surge, and finally he could not hold back a spout of blood.

  When he looked up in embarrassment, Lu Zijia had already disappeared.

   Wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief, Gu Ying couldn’t help smiling.

  Lu Zijia’s strength is stronger than he expected. Can he really make Lu Zijia his woman? At this moment, Gu Ying suddenly became unconfident for the first time.

  When her gaze reached Xi Rou who was unconscious, Gu Ying couldn’t help frowning tightly, and a trace of impatience flashed in her eyes.

  Although he has decided to abandon Xi Rou, it is not good for him to tear his face with the forces behind her at this time. At least until Lu Zijia becomes his woman, he can’t.

  ……

  Since sharing the bed with her own man, Lu Zijia would talk to the man about the formation almost every night. After a period of time, she discovered that her man was very talented in the formation.

  So, as long as he is free, Lu Zijia will draw the map of the formation she knows for the man’s reference.

   “Daughter-in-law, you have not done alchemy for almost a week, don’t you really consider going to practice one now?”

  Mu Qing Taoist saw that Lu Zijia was drawing another formation diagram, could not help but persuade with some headaches.

   Even after the disciple-in-law did not practice alchemy, his old man was about to be torn apart and swallowed by those anxious old friends.

  The Taoist Mu Qing who is worried about his life tomorrow, that’s a worry!

  Lu Zijia kept drawing the formation diagram on her hand, and shook his head distractedly, expressing rejection.

  ”My daughter-in-law, you can’t go fishing for three days and two days on the net. It’s easy to get unfamiliar.” Taoist Mu Qing continued to persuade him without giving up.

  Lu Zijia still shook his head, “I don’t fish.”

  Mu Qing Taoist, “…” He was just a metaphor, a metaphor! The disciple-in-law caught the wrong point!

  Just when the Taoist Mu Qing wanted to say something, the children from Murui Shu came back from school carrying a small schoolbag.

   “Auntie, auntie!”

  Muruishu children to Lu Zijia no longer have the arrogance when they first met, and now they are completely convinced by Lu Zijia’s various abilities.

   “Hello Grandpa Qing, Auntie, I miss you, do you miss me?”

  Murui book child Pi Dian Pi Dian ran into the living room, and after yelling to Taoist Mu Qing, he squatted on the coffee table, and stubbornly approached Lu Zijia and said sweetly.

  Lu Zijia stopped the action in his hand, raised his head and glanced at the incomparably dog-legged kid, “Let’s talk, are you asking me for help?”

  This little kid is so spooky, and every time she asks for something, he gets ridiculous eyes. It’s really useless.

   “Hee hee, my aunt is really good.”

  Murishu kid scratched his head in embarrassment, and at the same time, he did not forget to shoot his aunt.

  Lu Zijia rolled his eyes in his heart, this little boy, in order to flatter her, has also learned idioms, what a promise!

  The Taoist Mu Qing who watched silently, “…”

  The little kids who are only five or six years old have learned to flatter, and it really is his old guy who is old and can’t keep up with the times!

   “Auntie, can you help me find the little bun?” The kid from Murray asked expectantly, raising his head.

   “Little bun? Your little girlfriend? Did you quarrel with her, so she avoided you?” Lu Zijia opened his mind and said casually.

  (End of this chapter)