My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

Seeing the figure of her man protecting her, Lu Zijia couldn't help raising the corners of her mouth.

He glanced at the ground aside, and sure enough, he saw the three guards lying motionless on the ground.

The chests of the three guards were still slightly ups and downs, but a bloodstain appeared on their wrists and wrists, and bright red blood was constantly flowing from the bloodstain.

Gu Feng wanted to abolish their hands, and her man would treat him with his own way. Lu Zijia felt that her man's actions were completely fine.

After all, being kind to the enemy is being cruel to herself. She will never make such a fatal mistake.

Mu Tianyan ignored Lu Haozhong's clamor, and his icy and biting eyes slowly fell on Gu Feng, "Are you throwing your hands away, or am I doing it yourself?"

Gu Feng's original anger was desperate, but at this moment only a strong fear remained.

The three guards of their Gu family are not even enough, even Lu Haozhong who came from the martial arts world is not Mu Tianyan's opponent, but he loses in one face-to-face!

If Mu Tianyan wanted to kill Lu Haozhong, then Lu Haozhong would definitely not just lose a hand, but has become a breathless corpse!

"You, you can't touch me, I, I am the eldest miss of the Gu family, one of the heirs of the Gu family, if you dare to touch a hair of me, our Gu family will never let you go!"

In extreme panic, Gu Feng not only did not beg for mercy, but even threatened.

Lu Zijia smiled, "Actually, we really want to know why the Gu family won't let us go, so... your hands, we are abolished.

Oh, by the way, my name is Lu Zijia, and my man's name is Mu Tianyan. You can remember it, but don't forget it. "

As the voice fell, Lu Zijia's figure moved instantly, and all the people present saw an afterimage passing by.

"Stop!" Seeing what Lu Zijia wanted to do, Wang Tian shouted.

However, Lu Zijia did not stop as he wished, and the second after he shouted loudly, Gu Feng's shrill screams suddenly sounded.

Gu Feng only has the third-level Guwu cultivation base, and has no resistance at all against Lu Zijia, who has the fourth-level Qi-refining cultivation base.

"Ah! Ah! My hand, my hand, how dare you abolish my hands, I'm going to fight with you!"

With his hands crippled, Gu Feng looked like a lunatic who had lost his mind, rushing towards Lu Zijia regardless.

Gu Ying was the closest to Gu Feng, and he could have stopped it, but he chose to stand by.

After all, without a competitor, he has a better chance of becoming the next head of the Gu family, right?

What's more, he didn't want to offend an alchemist because of Gu Feng, a conceited woman.

Lu Zijia took a picture and shot Gu Feng who was rushing towards her.

I don't know if it was intentional or not, but the direction in which Gu Feng was shot and flew out was facing Gu Ying who was behind. If Gu Ying didn't dodge, Gu Feng would definitely hit him right.

Gu Ying's eyes flashed slightly, and she avoided it without hesitation.

"Bang-puff--"

Without Gu Ying's back, Gu Feng smashed directly on the hard wall, and the moment he fell to the ground, he suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, and fainted the next moment.

Looking at the half-dead Gu Feng, Wang Tian's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and he stared at Lu Zijia, as if he wanted to get a cramp out of his skin.

Of course, he was so angry, not because of Gu Feng, but because he felt that Lu Zijia was hitting him in the face.

After all, he had stopped drinking just now, but Lu Zijia completely ignored him. What was it that he slapped him in the face?