My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

Being picked up as a chick again and again, Ye Nanxi also got a temper, but her mouth opened and closed, but she couldn't say a word.

Realizing that he was still speechless, Ye Nanxi finally showed some panic on his face.

Lu Zijia ignored her panic and took her directly to a fan who was passing by anxiously.

Unexpectedly, Ye Nanxi came face-to-face with the fans, "!!!"

"what?"

The fan glanced at the fist that suddenly stretched out in front of her, and looked at Lu Zijia inexplicably.

Lu Zijia calmly brought back Ye Nanxi, who was in a cold sweat, and said, "It's nothing."

The fan glanced at Lu Zijia as if he was insane, then left in a hurry to continue looking for idols.

Seeing the frantic search for her fans, Ye Nanxi, who just walked past her in a frenzy, said, "???"

Isn't this person her fan? But it's not right, I'm not her fan, why are you still holding her poster?

For a while, Ye Nanxi was stunned, even more stunned than the driver's aunt just now.

"They can't see you, follow me."

This time, Lu Zijia let go of people and walked forward first, as if she was not afraid that Ye Nanxi would not follow.

The result was as she expected, after a while, Ye Nanxi really hurried up.

As if to fulfill Lu Zijia's words, Ye Nanxi took the trouble to walk one by one in front of those fans, and it was purely for fun at the back.

After she got tired of playing, Ye Nanxi walked beside Lu Zijia, her mouth opened and closed, as if she was asking Lu Zijia why others couldn't see her.

Lu Zijia was expressionless, and continued to ignore her and walked forward, letting her hold her back.

Delaying her time, losing her a talisman, and causing her to get out of the car and walk to find another taxi, trying to make her look good? no way!

However, this big star is really brave enough to dare to go with her without knowing who she is, and she is not afraid of being sold.

After reaching a dead end, Lu Zijia lifted the effect of the invisible talisman shot on Ye Nanxi's head.

"Oh, why did you hit me again?"

Ye Nanxi, who was slapped on the head again by Lu Zijia, reflexively covered his head with his hands, and complained with a wrinkled face.

"Hey??? I can speak!" Ye Nanxi's delicate face was full of excitement after realizing it.

"If you want people to recognize you, you jump around."

Seeing that Ye Nanxi was about to perform another dance on the spot, expressing her excited attitude, Lu Zijia glanced at her in disgust, and poured cold water on her.

Ye Nanxi, who had just set up his movements, stood up instantly and covered his face with his coat, looking like he was going to be a thief.

"Hey, wait for me, didn't those people see me just now? Why can't they see me now?"

Seeing that Lu Zijia was walking away, Ye Nanxi hurriedly chased after him and asked curiously.

"And also, why can't I speak just now? How did you do it, are you a magician?"

Regarding Ye Nanxi's question after question, Lu Zijia suddenly stopped, looked at Ye Nanxi with a half-smile, and asked, "Do you like magic cultivators?"

"what?"

Faced with Lu Zijia's completely out of line question, Ye Nanxi couldn't react for a while.

Lu Zijia glanced behind her and repeated, "Do you like magic cultivators?"

Ye Nanxi, who finally reacted, blurted out, "Your question is unscientific. There are no demons in this world, so how could I possibly like some kind of demon cultivator?"

The corners of Lu Zijia's mouth rose and she smiled, "Really?"