My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

"The old guy who doesn't know whether to live or die really takes himself seriously. The thing I hate the most in my life is the old guy like you who thinks he is superior."

After finishing speaking, Feng Zixuan kicked him again, but Ye Guozhi managed to dodge this one by luck.

"you!"

Ye Guozhi didn't expect that Feng Zixuan would suddenly attack him, and even attack one of his elders, which made him extremely unbelievable.

In the past three years, although I have heard that Feng Zixuan's personality has changed drastically, he never thought that it would become so outrageous!

"What are you, old man, it's really getting in the way."

Feng Zixuan's eyes were gloomy, and his voice was faint with murderous intent, "If you hadn't meddled with your own business, my important affairs would have already been completed."

"You, Feng Zixuan, what do you want? Are you harming our family enough?"

Ye Guozhi glared angrily at Feng Zixuan and roared angrily.

"Humph!"

Feng Zixuan sneered and swept Ye Guozhi away with a wave of his hand.

"boom--"

The back of Ye Guozhi's head slammed into the door, only to feel his vision blurred, and then fainted.

"waste!"

In Feng Zixuan's sinister eyes, a flash of disdain flashed, as if Ye Guozhi was just an ant.

After solving Ye Guozhi, Feng Zixuan slowly walked towards the hospital bed, and the unknown excitement flashed again in his eyes.

"One short, one short, I can be resurrected and become an ordinary person, and I can keep my cultivation base, and I don't even have to fear the sun anymore, and I can live like a real living person.

Just wait, after my resurrection technique is completed, I will never let go of those people or magic cultivators who have once wronged me! Hahaha--"

There was a strange laugh from Feng Zixuan's mouth, which made people feel creepy.

Feng Zixuan glanced around, and then fixed his gaze on the fruit knife on the bedside table.

"Blood is the most beautiful color in the world and should be appreciated by everyone."

Feng Zixuan picked up the fruit knife and slowly drew out the sharp blade, with a strange and hideous expression on his face.

"No, I think yellow is fine."

Just when the fruit knife in Feng Zixuan's hand was about to cut Wang Huiying's wrist lying on the hospital bed, a lazy voice suddenly sounded from the window of the hospital bed.

Feng Zixuan was suddenly startled, and suddenly turned around to look, and saw a beautiful woman in her early twenties, standing by the window with her back to her, smiling at him.

Seeing the pure and beautiful face of the woman, Feng Zixuan's eyes instantly flashed with surprise.

And this woman is Lu Zijia.

I don't know if it was because Lu Zijia's appearance was too harmless, Feng Zixuan relaxed quickly, and there was a clear desire in his eyes.

"What a stunner, or a stunner who took the initiative to deliver to your door, it seems that today is really a good day.

But little goblin, you have to wait for me for a while. When I finish the big thing, I will love you again. I promise that in the future, little goblin, you will still beg me to continue to love you. "

After finishing speaking, Feng Zixuan laughed a few times, then raised his hand and waved a demonic energy, and suddenly rushed towards Lu Zijia.

Lu Zijia didn't move, she just stood there, as if she didn't react.

Seeing this, Feng Zixuan, who was still a little wary at first, instantly became disdainful.

Even if he can hide the presence of his breath, he is not necessarily his opponent. He has absorbed the blood energy of nine women now, and when he has absorbed the blood energy of the last woman, not only will he be resurrected, but his strength will also increase a lot.