My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

Because even if her family will avenge her after her death, she will not survive. She has a bright future. How can she die like this?

But wait, the humiliation she suffered today will be repaid a hundred times in the future!

She wants to let this madman who dares to hurt her live rather than die!

"Come on, I don't have much patience."

Although the long sword in Lu Zijia's hand stopped moving forward, it still rested on Mu Shiyou's leg. As long as he moved forward a little, Mu Shiyou's blood would flow.

"Pa - I'm a waste."

Mu Shiyou held back the humiliation that almost drowned her reason in her heart, raised her trembling hand and slapped herself. Her voice was gnashing teeth.

Lu Zijia didn't hear the deep hatred, but she didn't care.

Destined to be the enemy, whether to be hated or not is the same.

"Didn't you eat? Shall I cut off your thɨġh and cook you a meal first? "

Lu Zijia's voice was cold and heartless. The long sword in his hand directly cut Mu Shiyou's thɨġh, and the bright red blood surged out and soon dyed the ground red.

Looking at the bright red blood on his thɨġh, Mu Shiyou's eyes are scarlet as a fierce ghost, and the hatred in his eyes is even more frightening.

I believe that if her life were not in Lu Zijia's hands at the moment, she would tear Lu Zijia to pieces with her bȧrė hands.

"Pa - I'm a waste!"

The crisp slap sound was clearly transmitted into the ears of the people present, and the sound 'I'm a waste' was roared out.

Look at the red face. Tut Tut, with this strength, if you play for an hour and a half, you're afraid you'll disfigure yourself?

The move of the second young lady is really high!

"Ow, Ow! The master is mighty, the master is mighty! " Seeing that his master had completely frightened people, the pagoda jumped up in place and flattered his master.

Lu Zijia couldn't help but smoke at the corners of his mouth, and countless black lines immediately slipped off his forehead.

"Have you forgotten that you are a cat, not a dog?" Lu Zijia's wordless way..

The pagoda tilted its cat's head and blurted out unconsciously, "I know!"

Lu Zijia threw him a white eye. "I know what else you're going to say. Is that a dog?"

Jinta raised two claws and touched his cat's face. The milk voice was full of innocence, "but there seems to be no rule in this world. Cats can't learn dog barking."

Lu Zijia, "..." well, it won.

"Poof -"

Mu Shiyou was caught off guard. He was firmly slapped by Lu Zijia, and a mouthful of blood suddenly spewed out.

Mu Shiyou had already been hurt before, but now he was strong enough to take a palm. He suddenly felt the blood surging in his ċhėst. It was obvious that he had suffered a serious internal injury.

"You...!"

When Lu Zijia attacked again, Mu Shiyou was furious, but he couldn't help it. His hatred for Lu Zijia rose to a higher level in an instant.

Lu Zijia ignored her anger, moved under her feet, kicked people over directly, and quickly left her.

Then, as if he realized something, he quickly threw aside the long sword in his hand.

Mu Yunhao et al., "??"

What happened? Why did the second young lady, who was domineering and leaked the other moment, suddenly seem guilty of being a thief?