My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

Fang Yueqiu was stunned when she heard the speech. Although she didn't know what Lu Zijia wanted to do, she immediately went to get it.

But a moment later, Fang Yueqiu came down from upstairs.

"Master Lu, this is my son's pillow. Do you think so?" Fang Yueqiu held down a pillow and handed it to Lu Zijia with some uneasiness.

"Yes."

Lu Zijia nodded and took the pillow.

Then he took out a talisman from the space and put it on the pillow. After a while, he played a spell.

At the moment when the spell landed on the talisman, the talisman turned into a translucent buŧŧerfly, hovered over the pillow for several times, and flew out of the villa.

"Follow." Lu Zijia said a word and took the lead in chasing the flying buŧŧerfly.

"Dad, you wait for news at home. I'll go with Yueqiu. When there's news, I'll inform you at the first time."

After song zhuohai finished talking to master song, he hurried up with Fang Yueqiu.

The buŧŧerfly flew very fast, and Lu Zijia drove up.

An hour later, the translucent buŧŧerfly stopped in front of a villa in the suburbs.

"Master Lu..." seeing that the buŧŧerfly stopped in place, Fang Yueqiu couldn't help looking at Lu Zijia.

"Oh, good."

Fang Yueqiu got off in a hurry when she heard the speech, and then wanted to ring the doorbell of the villa, but Lu Zijia stopped her in time.

"Master Lu?" Fang Yueqiu looked at Lu Zijia puzzled.

"Don't be impulsive first. Listen to master Lu." Song zhuohai was calm and immediately pulled his wife to his side.

When Fang Yueqiu heard the speech, she realized that she was wrong. "I'm sorry, Master Lu, I didn't mean to."

Lu Zijia shook his head. "It's all right. I'll take you in later. Don't make a noise."

Fang Yueqiu nodded hurriedly, indicating that they would never make a sound..

Lu Zijia carried them on their shoulders with his hands. With a flash of body shape, he brought them into the villa.

As fast as lightning, Fang Yueqiu almost didn't scream, but fortunately she reacted quickly and covered her mouth.

"Brother Zixuan, why don't you eat? Don't you like my own cooking?

But I've worked very hard to learn to cook. "

A young woman with a small melon seed face was holding a bowl of rice and chopsticks, and beside her was a low table with several dishes.

"What do you want?"

Sitting on the ground with his hands tied behind him, song Zixuan looked at the beautiful woman in front of him and asked.

At this moment, song Zixuan was so regretful that his intestines were green. If he was given another chance, he would not help the woman in front of him even if he was killed at the banquet.

If he didn't help the woman, he wouldn't have been locked up in the basement!

Ye Xinxuan tilted her head and looked at Song Zixuan puzzled. "I don't want to do anything. I just want brother Zixuan to accompany me forever. Brother Zixuan, don't go. Will you stay with Xiao Xuan forever, brother Zixuan..."

Listening to Ye Xinxuan's plea, song Zixuan felt more and more collapsed and wanted to cry.