My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

Lu Zijia was surprised for a moment, but she appeared carefree and walked in as if nothing had happened.

After entering, I instantly felt that this space was a bit depressing, and the light was also dimmed by a few degrees, plus a cold wind from time to time, it really made people feel creepy.

Of course, this does not include Lu Zijia.

Lu Zijia's eyes quickly swept around, and finally his eyes fell on the deputy director, who was sitting cross-legged in the middle of the open space, smiling 'lovely' at her.

This is the ruins that are about to be demolished, so both the outside and the inside are very dilapidated, and the doors and windows no longer exist, which is not surprising.

However, the strange thing is that the deputy director is sitting in a circle drawn with bright red blood, and there are many incomprehensible and jerky runes drawn in the circle.

Why did Lu Zijia know that it was blood, not paint? Of course, it was because of what she smelled, such a strong bloody smell, it was hard for her not to smell it.

After taking a few more glances at the runes, Lu Zijia understood why the deputy director made this out.

Seizing the body formation, the deputy director wants to seize her body, which is really a bold and avant-garde idea!

It's a pity that the deputy director is destined to be disappointed.

Not to mention that she has the soul of the ancestor of Jindan, a pure heavenly master like the deputy director can't do anything at all, even if she can't fight, there is still room for ancient times!

She and the ancient space coexisted and died. The ancient space was a heaven-defying treasure that even the heavens were afraid of. How could even a mortal be unable to deal with it?

Of course, there is also the fact that the formation created by the deputy director is completely not even a defective product.

A good formation must be arranged with formation flags, and again, it should be arranged with spirit stones or things containing aura.

But the deputy director's formation is not like a formation, the inscription is not like an inscription, and it is not like a talisman. What is it? Please don't insult the formation method!

In general, even if she stands still and doesn't do anything, the deputy director will not be able to win the house.

It's just that the stench from the deputy director's body is stronger than that of a month ago. Even if she knows that the chances of winning the house are not high, she will still be desperate, right?

After all, the deputy director's time was running out, and even if she didn't gamble, she would still have to die.

In fact, the deputy director should have died a long time ago, but she used a sinister secret method to prolong her life, but it was just a dying struggle.

"Little girl, Old Daoist waited so hard for you, but now I have finally waited for you."

The deputy director opened a pair of turbid old eyes, just like when he was in the operation department a month ago, and looked at Lu Zijia's body strangely and greedily.

Especially Lu Zijia's face, which seemed to be extremely fond and satisfied.

If it wasn't for Daoist Xue Ning's body that couldn't stand the toss, she would have been unable to hold back, and she would go and arrest Lu Zijia by herself.

Otherwise, there is no need to wait until now.

"Come on, little girl, come and sit down, let Lao Dao take a good look at you, your beautiful little face often reminds Lao Dao of when he was young.

It's a pity, time is not forgiving, no matter how hard the old man tries to maintain it, he is still old after all. "

The deputy director waved to Lu Zijia, motioned Lu Zijia to sit in front of her, and then showed a look of nostalgia.

Perhaps the deputy director had been patient, but Lu Zijia could still see her eagerness and jealousy of her young beauty.

Well, it's a bit narcissistic, but Lu Zijia is sure that she is absolutely right.