My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

Mu Tianyan had many wounds, and his clothes would naturally be scratched. Coupled with the infection of blood, he was like a beggar who had just come out of the garbage.

Lu Zijia, who compares the image of his own man to that of a beggar, feels a little guilty in silence.

However, the image of her man now really wants to be a beggar. This metaphor is right!

Of course, even if the image of her man is a beggar, it is the most gorgeous beggar.

Mu Tianyan looked at her helplessly. How could he not know that she knew it?

However, he said, "it's not uncomfortable. I'll change it when you're full."

Mu Tianyan replied, thinking that when his wife closes down next time, he must prepare some cooked food that can be eaten as soon as it is hot.

Hearing the expected answer, the corners of Lu Zijia's mouth rose more and more, and her bright eyes were unnaturally infected with a smile.

Immediately, Lu Zijia seemed to think of something, "by the way, my strength has improved. I can draw an inscription for your sword. I'll draw it for you later!"

"OK."

Mu Tianyan agreed without any hesitation. He was not afraid that Lu Zijia would scrap his weapons.

"If madam doesn't like to deal with it, she can give it to Yunhao." Mu Tianyan suddenly said again.

Lu Zijia blinked and soon understood what he meant. "It's not that I don't like it, it's that I'm so hungry. I want to wait until I'm full."

In the face of his own man, Lu Zijia is particularly honest.

Hearing his wife's reason, Mu Tianyan couldn't help laughing and crying.

After eating half the noodles, Lu Zijia noticed that her man was still sitting aside waiting for her to eat.

"Go and change your clothes first. It's very uncomfortable. You can take a bath, but you can't wash it for too long." Lu Zijia asked while eating.

Mu Tianyan looked at her bulging cheeks, with a smile in her deep eyes. Her slender fingers pinched her white and tender cheeks, "OK, I'll come down soon."

Lu Zijia, who was even pinched at dinner, "..." how much his man loves to pinch her face? Does her face feel so good?

In order to prove his conjecture, Lu Zijia raised his hand and squeezed his face..

However, I don't think it feels much better. Instead, I think my man's gorgeous face feels better.

After Lu Zijia finished the noodles and waited for a while, Mu Tianyan really came down soon.

The four elders of Mu family and others immediately came in, smiling one by one. They were obviously satisfied with the pill.

The five people indicated that they wanted to buy a large number of pills from Lu Zijia, but before Lu Zijia could reply, they were rejected by Mu Tianyan.

As for the more than 2000 pills previously sold to the Zhang family, they were accumulated over the years.

The five people believed Mu Tianyan's words, because they were convinced that no one could refine more than 2000 pills in a short time.

If someone can do it, it will definitely stir the whole martial arts world! It will even lead to unnecessary trouble.

Therefore, before refining those pills, Lu Zijia and Mu Tianyan had discussed this statement.