My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

Seeing that the young Mo Xiu was full of hatred, he didn't bury his heart because of it, so he couldn't help but sigh.

"Tell me what happened." Lu Zijia sat down on the sofa beside him.

This matter, of course, refers to how the young demon cultivator was resentful and unwilling to become a demon cultivator.

Five minutes later, as soon as the young Mo Xiu finished speaking, before he could calm down the intense emotions in his heart, a policewoman walked in.

"The matter has been resolved, why haven't you come out yet?" The policewoman asked with a frown when she saw the two people in the house standing silently and the other sitting on the sofa.

Jing Junyi had said before he came that he would not interfere with Lu Zijia's work, so he just glanced at the policewoman who was questioning and continued to be his transparent person silently.

Lu Zijia glanced in the direction of the young Mo Xiu without a trace, signaling him to calm down.

Then he got up, shook his head and said to the policewoman, "It's not over yet."

"Not over? What do you mean?"

The policewoman looked at the situation in the house subconsciously, and the doubts on her face became even worse.

The next moment, the policewoman suddenly looked at the document that Lu Zijia was hanging in front of her chest, and her pupils shrank abruptly.

"You, what do you mean, shouldn't there be such a thing in this room?"

When the policewoman reprimanded Lu Zijia and Jing Junyi for being late, she looked domineering.

But now, she couldn't help hugging herself with both hands, and her shoulders shrank along with it, looking not to be too cowardly.

Seeing her like this, Lu Zijia suddenly couldn't control the evil factor in her heart.

"yes!"

Lu Zijia nodded, "I greeted you right behind your back. He also said, why did you ignore him."

"what!"

The policewoman screamed in fright and turned to look reflexively, but saw nothing.

"I, I, you don't want to come over, I, I, I'm a policeman, I, I don't, I'm not afraid of you!"

Seeing that there was no one behind her, the policewoman pretended to be calm on the surface, but she was even more frightened in her heart.

Because she usually likes to read some novels about gods and demons, when it comes to demons, she can't help but see the gloomy pictures in those novels in her mind, and her legs are shaking so much!

The corners of Lu Zijia's mouth twitched, "..." Don't be afraid if you agree, don't shake your legs!

The young demon cultivator, who was almost clinging to the wall, was originally quite afraid of Lu Zijia, but now suddenly seeing her "skinny" side, he didn't know what expression to express for a while.

"What happened?"

Hearing screams coming from the house, a young policeman who had left before hurried in and asked.

Seeing that the policewoman's face was pale and her legs were shaking violently, she immediately stepped forward to support her.

At the moment when the young policeman came to help her, the female policeman threw himself at the person without caring about her image, and threw the young policeman straight.

Feeling the female policeman's softness, the young policeman's face, which was not swollen, turned red instantly.

"You, you, are you okay? I, I..."

Being held tightly by the female policeman's hands, the young policeman was so nervous that he didn't know whether to hug the person tightly or push him away.

"Yes, yes, there is magic!"

The female policeman kept drilling into the arms of the young policeman, making the young policeman both embarrassed and pleasantly surprised.

However, after hearing the words of the policewoman, she was shocked, and she quickly looked around the house, but did not find the magic cultivator in the mouth of the policewoman.