My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

"It seems that someone is calling for help."

Jinta tilted the big cat's head and looked in the direction of the cry for help.

Wan Huan Lingshu also listened carefully and guessed, "Could it be that Xiao Fengzi and the others encountered some danger and were calling for help?"

Lu Zijia, "..." Xiao Fengzi... I didn't know, I thought it was a little lunatic!

However, given the age of Wanhuan Lingsuo that has survived for tens of thousands of years, there is nothing wrong with calling Lu Yifeng a little Fengzi.

"It's a bit far away, let's go take a look first!" Lu Zijia said.

The distance is too far, coupled with the harsh natural environment of the desert, it is impossible to determine whether the person calling for help is Lu Yifeng and others.

"Really, do you really want to go in?"

Looking at the yellow sand flying all over the sky, the four paws of the golden pagoda retreated subconsciously, as if they were very afraid of the endless yellow sand in front of them.

Seeing Jinta's shrinking and obviously resisting appearance, Da Xuelang rejoiced unkindly, "I said you are afraid of this piece of yellow sand, right?"

"This guy is stinky and loves cleanliness. He must be afraid that his image will be ruined when he enters the desert."

The ghostly ice and fire who have been with the golden tower for decades, still know a lot about the various stinky problems of the golden tower.

Sure enough, Jinta, who was exposed to his old bottom, was instantly furious, "Who is afraid, who is afraid, this uncle is the most beautiful boy no matter where he goes, but it's just a mere yellow sand, how can this uncle be afraid!"

In front of its owner, it can't be cowardly!

Otherwise, how can the owner think it is a coward in the future?

As the voice fell, Jinta's cat body suddenly doubled in size, reaching a height of several tens of meters, and it became a giant existence.

"Come up, let you feel the strength and speed of this uncle!"

Jinta held her head high, looking arrogant.

Looking at the golden pagoda, who didn't know if it was tens of thousands or millions of years old, still like a child, Lu Zijia smiled helplessly.

But it's a good feeling to have such a lively friend.

After everyone and the little friends were seated, a transparent protective cover turned into a transparent shield on Jinta's back, protecting the three of Lu Zijia and the big snow wolves.

At the moment when the defensive cover was formed, Jinta's huge and vigorous body suddenly ran in the endless yellow sand.

The speed is so fast that you can only faintly see an afterimage flashing by in an instant.

After half an hour, Jinta stopped two meters away from the caller for help.

The caller for help was a male cultivator. At this moment, his body was almost immersed in the yellow sand, and only one head was exposed.

Seeing that the male cultivator was not the one they were looking for, Jinta pouted in disgust, but did not leave the male cultivator without authorization.

"Master, this guy seems a little familiar!"

Jinta's huge brown eyes stared at the male cultivator for a while and then said to his master with a little doubt.

The male cultivator who was looked at, saw the appearance of the giant Jinta, and thought it was some kind of ferocious spirit beast, and his face turned pale with fright.

However, after taking a closer look, I felt that this behemoth with a lot of yellow sand in front of him looked familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

At the moment when Jinta's crisp and somewhat childish voice sounded, the male cultivator suddenly widened his eyes, and his back was full of ecstasy.