My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

Because even if she dies, the family will avenge her, then she will not survive, she still has a bright future, how can she just die like this?

But wait, the humiliation she suffered today will be repaid a hundredfold in the future!

She wants to make this lunatic who dares to hurt her better than die!

"Come on, I'm impatient."

Although the long sword in Lu Zijia's hand stopped advancing, it still rested on Mu Shiyou's leg. As long as he moved forward a little bit, his blood would flow.

"Pfft - I'm trash."

Mu Shiyou endured the humiliation that almost drowned her sanity in her heart, raised her trembling hand, slapped herself, and her voice gritted her teeth.

It's not that Lu Zijia didn't hear the deep hatred in it, but she didn't care.

Destined to be an enemy, being hated or not is the same.

"Didn't you eat? Would you like me to cut off the meat from your thighs and cook you a meal first?"

Lu Zijia's voice was cold and ruthless, and the long sword in his hand pierced Mu Shiyou's thigh directly, and bright red blood rushed out, quickly dyeing the ground red.

Looking at the red bloodstains on his thighs, Mu Shiyou's eyes were as scarlet as a ghost, and the hatred in his eyes was even more frightening.

I believe that if her life wasn't in Lu Zijia's hands at this moment, she would definitely tear Lu Zijia to pieces with her bare hands.

"Pop - I'm trash!"

The crisp slaps were clearly heard in the ears of those present, and the sound of 'I am a waste' was even more roared.

Mu Yunhao and the others couldn't help swallowing when they heard the voice, ruthless, too ruthless.

Look at how blushing that face is, tsk tsk, with this kind of strength, if you fight for half an hour, I am afraid that you will disfigure yourself, right?

The second young lady's move is really high!

"Ouch! The master is mighty and powerful, the master is mighty!" Seeing that his master was completely frightened, Jinta jumped up on the spot and kept flattering his master.

The corners of Lu Zijia's mouth twitched, and countless black lines fell from her forehead.

"Have you forgotten that you are now a cat, not a dog?" Lu Zijia said speechlessly.

Jinta tilted the cat's head and blurted out unconsciously, "I know!"

Lu Zijia gave it a roll of eyes, "I know what else are you talking about, it's a dog, isn't it?"

Jinta raised her two paws and touched her cat's face, her milky voice full of innocence, "But there seems to be no rules in this world, cats can't learn to bark like dogs."

Lu Zijia, "..." Well, it won.

Fifteen minutes later, Lu Zijia seemed to have suddenly noticed something, and slapped Mu Shiyou's back with a slap.

"puff--"

Mu Shiyou was caught off guard, and took Lu Zijia's slap firmly, and a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out.

Mu Shiyou had already been injured before, but now he received a strong palm, and suddenly felt the qi and blood in his chest surging, obviously suffering from a serious internal injury.

"you……!"

Being attacked again by Lu Zijia, Mo Shiyou was furious, but he couldn't do anything about it. The hatred for Lu Zijia in his heart rose to a new height in an instant.

Lu Zijia ignored her anger, moved her foot, kicked the person over, and quickly left her.

Immediately, as if he realized something, he quickly threw the long sword in his hand aside.

Mu Yunhao and others, "???"

What happened? The second young lady, who was clearly domineering just a moment ago, suddenly seemed like a thief with a guilty conscience?