My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

"Yes, yes, we have something to talk about with Lu."

Zuo Sheng nodded hastily, and then kept winking at Du He who was beside him, motioning for him to help them open the mouth.

After all, the relationship between Du He and Lu Zijia is much better than theirs. If Du He opens the door, the chances of negotiating may be much higher.

Of course, rather than talking, it's better to ask.

Mu Tianyan said that the talk was just to give these old guys face.

Du He, who was placed in high expectations, gave them an angry look, but he still helped to speak.

"Girl, they want to ask you for a few plastic baby pills."

Knowing that Lu Zijia didn't like to go around, Du He said directly, "You should already know that the mutiny of Liao Zhenshan's turtle grandson has attracted many experts from the academy.

Today's academy seems to be nothing on the surface, but there are some hidden dangers in the interior.

If our academy can have one or two more Nascent Souls at this time, it will undoubtedly be the most stable one. "

Speaking of business, Du He restrained his other emotions and spoke with awe.

Hearing this, Lu Zijia couldn't help but be stunned, "The dean's words are serious, I am also a member of the academy, I should contribute to the academy, in fact, after I came back, I was already waiting for the mentors to come to me.

It's just that the tutors haven't come to me, so I thought that the tutors didn't need the Baby Plastic Pill..."

In addition, she was busy after returning to Hongtiancheng, and this matter was quickly forgotten by her.

Now that it was mentioned, she suddenly recalled it.

"What, what? Waiting for us?!"

One of the instructors seemed to be stimulated by something, and his voice suddenly rose a few degrees.

From the instructor's tone, Lu Zijia, who could hear the intense anger, looked blank: Did she say something wrong?

However, Lu Zijia soon knew that she had misunderstood the tutor.

"Du He, you old bastard!"

After the teacher's voice fell, Ke Zhong suddenly roared, and then rushed to Du He in a flash, and started without a word.

"Come on, fellow Daoists! Beat this bastard Du He to the death!"

I don't know which tutor roared angrily, and then the tutors who had surrounded Lu Zijia in an instant all rushed towards Du He, gnashing their teeth and beating Du He.

Lu Zijia, "???" Who can tell her what happened?

Mu Tianyan, who also did not understand why, "..."

"Stop, stop! You bastards are so real, you woah-"

"Damn it! Stop the old man, you guys are going to go against it!"

"Stop and don't slap in the face! Ah ah ah!! The old man is fighting with you!"

Du He, who was beaten by a crowd of more than 20 people, kept wailing and screaming, not to mention how lively the scene was.

Lu Zijia drank tea and ate snacks, which seemed to be a joy.

Mu Tianyan, "..." Isn't his wife really gloating at the misfortune?

After two quarters of an hour, a lively group fight finally ended.

"You bastards, there is no reason for this, it is so unreasonable!"

Du He, who was slumped in the first seat with messy clothes and messy hair like a lunatic, pointed to Ke Zhong, who had beaten him, and other popular accusations.

Ke Zhong and the others were also full of anger, as if the two sides had some kind of hatred.

"You're too embarrassed to tell us, you bastard actually kept the fact that our classmate Lu was able to refine half-step heaven-level pills, so we almost missed the plastic baby pill, you said, should you beat me!" Mingcheng gritted his teeth angrily.