My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

After speaking, Lu Zijia suddenly seemed to be absolutely wrong, and continued to make corrections and continued, "Yes, Deputy Director, you know, so it's a crime plus a rank?

Oops, Deputy Director, your crime is so serious, you must be thrown into the oil pan to be fried by the Lord of Hell, tsk tsk, I don't know whether Deputy Director, after you were bombed, stinky or fragrant. "

As Lu Zijia spoke, she touched her chin with one hand, as if she was really thinking about the smell of the vice president after being bombed.

The deputy director, who originally admired Lu Zijia, turned ugly after Lu Zijia's words, and those gloomy old eyes seemed to be poisoned.

"Alright, alright! What a sharp-spoken girl, Lao Dao should take a look. When Lao Dao pulls you out, can you still have the sharp teeth and sharp mouth you have today!"

As the angry voice fell, the deputy director suddenly stretched out a dry old hand to the terrified Che Zhibing, and controlled Che Zhibing to walk towards her.

"No, no, no, no, no, uncle, please let me go, you and I are both disciples of the Maoshan sect, and disciples of the Maoshan sect are not allowed to murder the same sect. Master, have you forgotten!"

Seeing that Daoist Xue Ning actually shot him, Che Zhibing was completely panicked, desperately trying to regain the mobility of his legs to escape.

But his cultivation base is completely vulnerable in front of Daoist Xue Ning, how can he break free?

"Boy, blame you for knowing too much.

Lao Dao didn't want your life, but why did you ask Lao Dao for the soul of this little girl, Lao Dao's important events can't be spread out, so you can only die. "

Daoist Xuening said these words, and it can be regarded as making Che Zhibing die to understand.

"Tsk tsk, lane mates, lane mates, why do you want to kill yourself like this? Alas... There are so many cases in this world that harm others and end up harming yourself!"

While watching the play as a bystander, Lu Zijia shook her head and sighed.

That look, not to mention how exciting it is.

However, at this moment, Che Zhibing, who is facing life and death, has no more energy to get angry, and only keeps begging for Taoist Xue Ning, and makes various poisonous oaths to ensure that he will not say it.

It's a pity that Daoist Xue Ning is determined to kill his mouth, and will not pay attention to his oath of mercy.

"what--"

As soon as Che Zhibing was still begging for mercy and swearing, Daoist Xuening's dry old hand penetrated his abdomen mercilessly, and digged it out like a play.

"boom--"

Without Daoist Xue Ning's control, Che Zhibing, whose body was twitching violently, fell to the ground, and bright red blood rushed out from his penetrated abdomen.

The blood that flowed from Che Zhibing's abdomen, as if being pulled by something, quickly poured into the flowing runes and merged with it.

After penetrating Che Zhibing's abdomen with his hand, Daoist Xue Ning had no next move, as if he was waiting for something, and the expression on his face was very strange and terrifying.

"Cough, cough cough—"

Che Zhibing, who was lying in the rune, coughed up two mouthfuls of bright red blood because of the wound in his abdomen.

Regarding his tragic situation, Lu Zijia looked at him so indifferently, without any intention of saving people.

Previously, she thought that Che Zhibing was just disliking her and stumbling upon her, but she didn't expect that it had reached the point where she wanted her life.