My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

"Deputy Director, I'm not the only one you're targeting today, right?" Although Lu Zijia's words were doubtful, her tone was firm.

Obviously she was telling the deputy director indirectly that she already knew what the deputy director wanted to do.

Sure enough, the deputy director, who was originally just a little suspicious, heard her words, and a pair of old eyes flashed a fierce and gloomy color.

This clever little girl, as expected, saw through her main purpose long after she entered the door.

But even if she knew it, the little girl had already entered her cage, so she would never be able to go out again!

"Hahaha, as expected of the person that Lao Dao likes, not only is he beautiful, but also smart enough to make people want to love him. Lao Dao has chosen thousands of people for so long, and he really didn't choose the wrong person."

The deputy director laughed loudly, the laughter was sharp and harsh, as if it was going to penetrate the eardrums of people.

After laughing, the deputy director suddenly returned to his loving appearance and asked, "Come on, little girl, tell me, how did you see through it? It's just that you know this kind of formation?"

Lu Zijia was not surprised by her strange face change, but worried for her whether her face would make her laugh.

After all, the secret skin-changing technique used by the deputy director has long since failed, and the skin on her face now is just sticking to it.

If the facial muscles float too much, they will fall off.

Tsk tsk, for the sake of beauty, I peeled off my own face and replaced it with someone else's face, and finally I was forced to become facial paralysis. It's really sad and lamentable!

Therefore, in order to maintain a beautiful appearance, it is really unreasonable for women sometimes!

Lu Zijia nodded eloquently and replied, "Yeah, I know this formation, and I can see that the formation you have set up is not even a defective product.

so……"

Having said that, Lu Zijia stared at the old eyes of the deputy director and said word by word, "You can't succeed at all."

"Little girl, don't think that you can let Lao Dao let you go by talking nonsense."

As Lu Zijia's voice fell, the deputy director screamed and warned, "Look, you better be obedient, so you don't suffer too much!"

Although the deputy director said so, his heart was indeed shaken by Lu Zijia's words.

She wanted to interrogate the complete formation that Lu Zijia said, but her time was short, and even if the interrogation came out, it was still a question of whether she had enough time to prepare.

Therefore, in order to continue to live and live a beautiful and moving life, the event of the house seizure must go on!

Lu Zijia shrugged, showing 'Okay, you can do whatever you want with a helpless look', then took two steps aside to make enough space for her.

The deputy director didn't seem to have thought that she would actually be obedient, and Sen Leng stared at her for a while, and when she saw that she seemed to be really sensible, she looked away.

Anyway, the little girl has come, even if you want to play tricks, don't try to escape from her Taoist Xue Ning!

After the deputy director thought so confidently, he cut through the dry palm and let the obviously abnormal dark blood drip onto the runes drawn on the ground.

At the moment when the dark black blood dripped on the runes, the bright red runes on the ground seemed to be alive in an instant, and they flowed slowly.

The bloody smell that was not strong at first suddenly became pungent and nauseating, as if this small space was a cruel battlefield with countless casualties.