My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

As she spoke, the girl's eyes were red, and she was obviously very worried about her parents' situation.

Che Zhibing waved his hands in disapproval, "Don't worry, now that we're here, your parents promise you'll be fine."

Hearing this, the girl burst into laughter and looked at Che Zhibing with a faint admiration in her eyes.

Lu Zijia, who was following behind, "..."

This little girl is so deceiving.

This reminded her of a sentence in this world: being sold, and helping to count the money.

"Our ability is limited. The demons here are extremely fierce. We are afraid that it will not be easy to conquer. Please stand behind me and don't walk around."

Just before entering the villa, Jing Junyi said to Lu Zijia seriously.

The corners of Lu Zijia's mouth curled slightly, and the words had no deep meaning, "Ferocious? I don't think it is necessarily fierce."

The follower here will judge the fierceness and goodness of the magic cultivator according to the degree of darkness.

But Lu Zijia doesn't think so, what is the real murderer? What is supreme goodness? Who can completely subdivide it?

Jing Junyi glanced at her because of her words, but found that Lu Zijia at the moment made him unable to see through it at all.

Before he could ask anything, several people entered the villa.

"Parents, the masters are here." The little girl happily ran to her parents and told them the good news.

When their daughter said that the master was coming, Fei Dingshan and Mrs. Fei, who were originally pale and weak, leaned to the left on the sofa, hurriedly stood up and looked behind their daughter excitedly.

But when I saw a few young people, I couldn't help but be stunned. Obviously, I didn't expect these 'masters' to be so young.

But considering the status of the special operations department, I thought to myself that although these 'masters' were young, they should still have some skills, otherwise they would not be able to enter the special operations department.

Thinking of this, Fei Dingshan raised a warm smile on his pale face, and politely invited a few people to sit down.

"Wei Wei, go and pour tea for a few guests."

Mrs. Fei kept her spirits high and instructed her daughter, and then she couldn't hold back and sat back on the sofa again.

Originally, there was a servant at home, but after something happened at home, the servant couldn't bear to resign.

If they want to invite other servants back, they all know the situation of their home, and they are unwilling to come.

Now, I can only ask my daughter to help entertain the guests, otherwise it would be really rude.

Fei Dingshan is a better man than her, but his legs are shaking so much at the moment, obviously he can't hold it anymore.

Jing Junyi noticed Fei Dingshan's situation and quickly signaled that he could sit down and talk.

Fei Dingshan smiled gratefully at him, and then sat down with his wife's half-assistance.

Tong Kexin and Che Zhibing, who were sitting across from Fei Dingshan and his wife, suddenly felt a chill all over their body the moment they sat down, and they couldn't help shivering.

Tong Kexin and the two didn't care much, they just thought that the magic cultivator in this villa was too powerful, which made them feel so gloomy.

However, Lu Zijia could see clearly that Tong Kexin and Che Zhibing were sitting directly in the positions of Grandpa Moxiu and Grandma Moxiu.

Lu Zijia also listened to Grandpa Moxiu and Grandma Moxiu scolding Shengtong Kexin for being rude and taking their place. They really don't know how to respect the old and love the young.

Lu Zijia felt for a while that these two hidden elders seemed to be able to talk.

Because, after scolding Tong Kexin and the two, they found another seat by themselves, sitting next to Feidingshan.