My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

Just like the alchemist of the Mu family, every time he made alchemy, he had more than a dozen guards guard outside, for fear that someone would break in and affect the alchemy results.

But now his disciple-in-law not only draws talismans while playing TV in the living room every day, but now she can draw talismans while talking on the phone. The key is that the talisman was successfully drawn!

At this moment, Taoist Mu Qing felt that his outlook on life was instantly refreshed and refreshed.

"Case? I didn't take the case!"

"What? I'm too busy? I'm not idle at all. I'm very busy drawing talismans and alchemy every day."

"No one is there? Isn't there a director of your old man?"

"Okay, okay, then I'll work harder and help the director, your old man!

But let me explain in advance, you are not allowed to deduct my reward, otherwise I will not sell medicine pills to you in the future! "

"I'm rich now, but what does this have to do with me getting rewards for doing quests?"

"Director, you are prejudiced against rich people, you can't do it!"

Lu Zijia hung up the phone and shook her head helplessly. Sure enough, every time the director looked for her, there was nothing good!

It's not a coolie, or it's telling her that someone is going to hunt her down. It's really... an unknown call!

Special Operations Department.

"How is the director? Did Fellow Daoist Lu agree?"

A young man sitting opposite Luo Baode asked anxiously after seeing him hang up.

"Yes, you can send her the information!"

Luo Baode rolled his eyes angrily, "When you take a task in the future, you must make sure that you are free, lest no one will take over for you if you take it."

The young man was overjoyed when he heard the words, and nodded repeatedly.

"Don't worry, Director, there will never be another time, this time is purely an accident." The young man said flatteringly.

"Alright, alright, isn't there a rush? Why don't you hurry up?" Luo Baode hurriedly drove away.

"Uh, that director, I heard that you have a good relationship with fellow Daoist Lu, I wonder if you can..."

"cannot!"

Before the young man could finish speaking, Luo Baode interrupted him, looking so selfless.

"Director, I beg you, I really need a True Yuan Pill. My cultivation has not progressed for a long time. If it continues like this, I am afraid that I will have a demon."

The young man, a big man, looked at the director pitifully like a woman, and he almost burst into tears.

Luo Baode looked at him like that, and suddenly shuddered, and he almost vomited.

Damn it, it's so shameless for a big man to pretend to be pitiful like a woman!

Just when the young man wanted to continue begging, Luo Baode waved his hand impatiently.

"It's alright, alright, don't ask, it's useless if you ask again, who doesn't want a medicinal pill? I want it too, maybe I can buy it!

If you really want it, then go to the No. 1 drugstore and squat, limit ten pills a day, and see your luck. "

Speaking of medicinal pills, Luo Baode was also very depressed.

I don't know if it was the bastard who said that he had a good relationship with the dead girl, and almost everyone in the action department asked him.

The most important thing is that those bastards actually want to spend 500,000 yuan to buy True Yuan Dan, what a daydream!

As for that dead girl's iron rooster temperament, the price can go up and down, so he takes the name of that dead girl!