My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

Zhao Ziteng laughed at himself, as if he was asking Qi Anyan's mother and son, and then he seemed to be asking himself again.

Zhao Hengliang, who was still a little unconvinced at first, heard his words, all his dissatisfaction dissipated.

Yes, if he were Zhao Ziteng, he would be angry and disgusted, right?

Thinking of this, Zhao Hengliang lowered his head in shame and said sincerely to Zhao Ziteng, "I'm sorry."

Except for being sorry, Zhao Hengliang knew that the rest were superfluous, because no matter how much he said, he couldn't change the past.

Zhao Ziteng took a deep breath, with a wry smile on his face, shook his head slightly, "I should say sorry."

"Everyone is here, it's time to go."

Without waiting for the two to say more, Lu Zijia suddenly interjected and said.

After she finished speaking, she injected a piece of spiritual power into the tracking talisman in the palm of her hand. In an instant, the tracking talisman flashed white light, and then turned into a translucent butterfly!

Looking at the translucent butterfly transformed by the tracking talisman, Lu Zijia couldn't help but feel the urge to cover her face.

Although she has drawn the tracking talisman, it is a semi-finished tracking talisman. It is simply black history, black history!

However, in her opinion, it is the finished product of black history, but in the eyes of Song Zixuan and others, it is very miraculous and unbelievable.

Even the two warriors Mu Tianyan and Mu Yunhao were a little surprised.

Lu Zijia controlled the translucent butterfly to land on Zhao Hanlin's photo, and after a while, the butterfly flew towards the door.

"Follow up." Lu Zijia left two words and took the lead in following up with the flying butterfly.

Seeing that everyone was leaving one after another, Qi Anyan's mother and son, who were familiar with the dilapidated photo, paused for a while, but in the end they didn't ask anything and hurriedly followed.

The Zhao family's mother and son followed Lu Zijia wholeheartedly, but did not notice that Qi Anyan's mother and son also followed.

Seeing Butterfly going in the direction of the village entrance, Lu Zijia asked Song Zixuan to drive the car.

The Zhao family's car is an extended version, and even if it carries eight people, there is still room.

It was also after getting into the car that the Zhao family and their mother discovered that Qi Anyan's mother and son had followed.

Not knowing what to think, Liang Yuhua looked out the window in a panic.

After more than half an hour, the car followed the butterfly to Hexi Town, and finally stopped on a remote river beside the town.

Lu Zijia and others got out of the car one after another and looked at the butterfly that stopped moving over the river.

"That magic cultivator, right here?"

Song Zixuan leaned back towards Lu Zijia, and asked cautiously in a low voice.

Lu Zijia frowned and shook his head, "Not here."

"Not here? Then why did the butterfly stop?"

Song Zixuan was startled and almost blurted out, "Could it be that you are tired from flying?"

Lu Zijia squinted coldly at the past, although her tracking charm is only a half-finished product, it is not that spicy, okay!

"There is a formation across the river."

Sitting in a wheelchair, Mu Tianyan looked at the mountains opposite with cold eyes, and said slowly.

Lu Zijia glanced at him in surprise, obviously not expecting that he would see it so quickly.

Sure enough, if this man was an enemy, he would definitely be her strongest enemy.

If possible, she doesn't want to be an enemy of this man.

Of course, if this man wanted to be her enemy, she wouldn't back down.

"Are you going to break the formation?" Lu Zijia asked curiously.

Mu Tianyan shook his head calmly, "No."

Lu Zijia, "..." She thought she would have free labor for her, but she thought too much!