My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

The moment the flying ship stopped in front of a luxurious and wide mansion, old woman Qiu directly entered the mansion with Si Zijun who was unconscious.

Lian Yu followed closely with a worried look on his face.

Lu Zijia was left alone on the flying ship. After thinking about it, he finally didn't take the opportunity to escape at this time.

Poor Qi sect is one of the five major sects in the world of heaven and the underworld. Naturally, its power can't be underestimated. As soon as you turn around, you may meet a Yuanying period.

At this time, a middle-aged man dressed as a guard appeared under the flying ship and made an invitation to Lu Zijia without expression.

"Girl, please follow me."

The middle-aged guard's attitude was neither hot nor cold, as if he were completely on business.

Seeing the appearance of the middle-aged guard, Lu Zijia couldn't help but rejoice that he didn't take the opportunity to leave the moment before, otherwise he would have been caught on the spot.

Although the cultivation of the middle-aged guard is the early stage of Yuanying like her, once the fight starts, it will make a noise and attract others.

At that time, the old lady of that autumn was afraid that she would guard her more strictly.

In this way, the gain is not worth the loss.

In silence, Lu Zijia obediently followed the middle-aged guard to a side yard in such a large and luxurious mansion.

"You just stay in the yard. Don't walk around without anything, let alone go out of the yard."

Looking at the back of the middle-aged guard leaving, Lu Zijia couldn't help but slightly eyebrow.

The side yard seemed empty, and there was no one but her.

In fact, in the dark, there are two dark guards in the middle of Yuanying watching her every move.

But now she is under the eaves of others. Even if she is aware of the existence of the two dark guards, she can only act as if she doesn't know anything.

"Master, master, the poor and strange sect is one of the five major gates in the world of heaven and hell. There must be many high-level spiritual plants!"

Lu Zijia had just stepped into the room and closed the door, when he heard the cheerful voice of the pagoda in his mind.

Lu Zijia casually looked at the simple decorated room and asked, "so? What the hell do you want? ".

"Hey, hey! How can this be said to be a ghost idea? "

The pagoda rubbed its furry claws and laughed so that it was called a treachery!

Consider it as their compensation for the mental loss of your master! "

The pagoda rubbed its furry claws. The more it wanted, the more beautiful it was. It almost didn't drool.

Lu Zi's eyes lit up when he heard that the pagoda actually saw Si Zijun's situation.

But the next moment, he turned his eyes angrily, "since you know what happened to Si Zijun, why didn't you say it earlier?"

The pagoda looked greatly wronged and exaggerated, and waved its claws excitedly to defend itself.

"I didn't see it before. If I hadn't caught a glimpse of the dark red thin line on the sick boy's wrist just now, I wouldn't be sure!"

"Dark red thread?"

Lu Zijia thought about it carefully. Si Zijun's left wrist did have an unobtrusive dark red thin line, but she didn't care at that time.

"What does that dark red thin line represent?"