My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

Mu Tianyan had many wounds on his body, and his clothes would naturally be scratched and tattered, coupled with the infection of blood stains, like a beggar who had just walked out of a garbage heap.

Lu Zijia, who compared the image of his man to a beggar, felt a little guilty in silence.

However, the current image of her family's man really wants to be a beggar, this metaphor is correct!

Of course, even if the image of her family's man was a beggar, he would still be the most elegant beggar.

Mu Tianyan glanced at her helplessly, how could she not know that she was asking knowingly?

However, he still cooperated and said, "It's not uncomfortable, I'll change it when you're full."

As Mu Tianyan answered, he thought to himself that when his wife retreated next time, he had to prepare some cooked food, the kind that could be eaten as soon as it was hot.

Hearing the expected answer, the corners of Lu Zijia's mouth rose, and her bright eyes were unnaturally stained with a smile.

Immediately, Lu Zijia seemed to remember something, "By the way, my strength has improved now. I can draw one more inscription on your sword. I'll draw it for you later!"

"it is good."

Mu Tianyan agreed without any hesitation, not at all afraid that Lu Zijia would ruin his weapon.

"If Madam doesn't like to deal with it, you can leave it to Yun Hao." Mu Tianyan suddenly said again.

Lu Zijia blinked, and quickly understood what he meant, "It's not that I don't like it, it's just that I'm so hungry, I want to wait until I'm full."

Facing his own man, Lu Zijia is extraordinarily honest.

And when Mu Tianyan heard his wife's reason, he couldn't help crying and laughing.

The egg and vegetable noodles were ready in no time, and Lu Zijia didn't care about the scalding.

Halfway through the noodles, Lu Zijia noticed that her man was still sitting beside her waiting for her to eat.

"Go and change your clothes first. It's very uncomfortable. You can take a shower, but you can't take it for too long." Lu Zijia ordered while eating.

Mu Tianyan looked at her bulging cheeks with a smile in her deep eyes, and pinched her tender cheeks with her long fingers, "Okay, I'll come down soon."

Lu Zijia, who was pinched her face even when she was eating, "..." How much does her man love pinching her face? Does her face feel so good?

In order to confirm his conjecture, Lu Zijia raised his hand and pinched his face.

However, I don't think it feels so good, but I feel that my man's peerless face feels better.

After Lu Zijia finished eating the noodles, after waiting for a while, Mu Tianyan really came down really fast.

The fourth elder of the Mu family and the others also came in immediately, each with a happy smile, obviously they were more satisfied with the medicinal pills they received.

The five people indicated that they wanted to buy a large amount of medicinal pills from Lu Zijia, but they were rejected by Mu Tianyan before Lu Zijia could reply.

The reason is that Lu Zijia only makes alchemy alone and cannot supply their needs.

As for the more than 2,000 medicinal pills sold to the Zhang family before, they were all accumulated over the years.

All five people believed Mu Tianyan's remarks, because they all believed that it was impossible for anyone to refine more than 2,000 medicinal pills in a short period of time.

If someone can do it, it will definitely shock the entire martial arts world! It may even cause unnecessary trouble.

Therefore, before refining those medicinal pills, Lu Zijia and Mu Tianyan had already discussed this statement.