My Wife Is A Transmigrated Master Cultivator
Chapter 129

Hearing someone coming, the mother and daughter of the Zhao family and Song Zixuan subconsciously looked towards the door, but found no one.

The three immediately thought of Lu Zijia's identity, and there was nothing to confuse.

Although Mu Tianyan and Mu Yunhao were not cultivators, they were also fighters, they naturally heard the sound of footsteps getting closer and closer outside.

It was just that when they saw the mother and son appear at the door, the faces of the mother and son of the Zhao family changed.

"Suster Yuhua."

Qi Anyan stood at the door and did not enter, but first greeted Liang Yuhua.

"Aunt Zhao, Brother Zi Teng."

Although Zhao Hengliang had also followed him, he was somewhat reluctant.

"Why are you here?"

Song Zixuan looked at the photo of the two, and naturally recognized Qi Anyan and her son, and she was a little confused about the appearance of the two.

Since Zhao Wentian had been kind to Qi Anyan's mother and son for so many years, the relationship between Liang Yuhua and Qi Anyan was very delicate, and now Qi Anyan had come to the door.

Song Zixuan had to make up for it, and Xiao San brought the bastard to the door to force the palace to surrender.

"I knew Wen Tian had something wrong with him, so I wanted to come and see if I could help."

Qi Anyan first glanced at Liang Yuhua nervously, and saw that he was not angry, and then answered Song Zixuan's words.

Then, as if afraid of Liang Yuhua's misunderstanding, he hurriedly explained, "Sister Yuhua, I don't mean anything anymore. Wen Tian is a great benefactor of our mother and son, so I ..."

"I understand." Before Qi Anyan could finish his words, Liang Yuhua cut him off.

Seeing Liang Yuhua's lukewarm demeanor, Zhao Hengliang still couldn't help it, and said in a somewhat impulsive tone, "Aunt Zhao, I know that Uncle Zhao, is, unconditionally helping our mother and son over the years is easily misunderstood. .

But, my mother and I had a clear conscience for many years, and my mother had nothing to do with Uncle Zhao.

Over the years, you have sent many people to monitor our mother and son, so you should know more clearly that my mother and Uncle Zhao have always been innocent! "

For so many years, if not for Zhao Wentian's kindness, Zhao Hengliang had long wanted to say this to Liang Yuhua.

Liang Yuhua frowned when he heard those words.

Immediately, he seemed to be thinking of something, and he looked at his son next to him subconsciously.

"I know."

Liang Yuhua did not explain much, but only said faintly 'I know', which was equivalent to agreeing with what Zhao Hengliang said about the surveillance.

Seeing that he was still indifferent, Zhao Hengliang could not help but feel angry, but he was arrested by his mother because she wanted to say something.

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Qi Anyan scolded his son harshly.

Although Zhao Hengliang was still a little unsure in his heart, he did not say anything.

Zhao Ziteng looked at her mother with complicated eyes, all kinds of emotions were falling in her heart.

Mom doesn't deny it, she already knows, she really did that, right?

Also, the person who knows me the most since I was a child is my mother.

"That's not my mother, it's me. Those people were sent by me and had nothing to do with my mother."

When Zhao Ziteng spoke, Liang Yuhua wanted to stop him, but Zhao Ziteng insisted on saying so.

"Seriously, I used to hate you so much, because you, my father often left our family all of a sudden, even on my mother's birthday, he didn't hesitate to go to help you.

For more than 20 years, more than 20 years, you said, shouldn't I hate your mother and son? "

Zhao Ziteng laughed at herself, as if asking mother and son Qi Anyan, and then asked herself again.

Zhao Hengliang, who was still a little unconvinced, all dissatisfaction disappeared after hearing his words.

Thinking of this, Zhao Hengliang lowered his head in embarrassment, and said sincerely to Zhao Ziteng, "Excuse me."

Except sorry, Zhao Hengliang knows that the rest is excessive, because no matter how much we talk about, we cannot change the past.

Zhao Ziteng took a deep breath, with a wry smile on her face, shaking her head slightly, "I have to apologize."

"Everyone here, it's time to go."

Without waiting for the two to speak more, Lu Zijia suddenly intervened and said.

After he finished speaking, he injected spiritual power into the tracking symbol in his palm. In an instant, the tracking symbol emitted a white light, and then turned into a translucent butterfly!

Looking at the translucent butterfly that was changed by the tracking symbol, Lu Zijia could not help but desire to cover her face.

The Trace Amulet Although he had drawn it, it was a half-finished trail talisman. This is just black history, black history!

However, according to him, it was the end product of a dark history, but in Song Zixuan's eyes, it was extremely mysterious and unbelievable.

Even the two martial artists Mu Tianyan and Mu Yunhao were a little surprised.

Lu Zijia controlled the translucent butterfly to fall in Zhao Hanlin's photo. After a while, the butterfly flew to the door.

"Forward." Lu Zijia left two words and took the lead to follow the flying butterfly.

Seeing everyone leaving one after another, after seeing the picture of Qi Anyan and her dilapidated mother, they stopped, but in the end they did not ask anything, and rushed to follow.

The mother and son of the Zhao family followed Lu Zijia with one heart, but did not realize that Qi Anyan, mother and son were following.

Lu Zijia saw Butterfly was heading towards the village entrance, so she asked Song Zixuan to drive the car.

The Zhao family car was an extended version, even if it carried eight people, there were still vacancies.

It was also after getting into the car that the Zhao family's mother and son discovered that Qi Anyan's mother and son were also following.

I don't know what he was thinking, Liang Yuhua looked out the window in a panic.

More than half an hour later, the car followed the butterflies to Hexi City, and finally stopped at a remote river beside the city.

Lu Zijia and the others got down from the car one after another, looking at the butterflies that stopped moving over the river.

"That magic fix, right here?"

Song Zixuan without a spine shrank back to Lu Zijia, and at the same time lowered her voice and asked cautiously.

Lu Zijia frowned and shook her head, "Not here."

"none? Why did the butterfly stop?"

Song Zixuan was startled, and almost said, "Could you be tired?"

Lu Zijia squinted at him with cold eyes. Even though the tracker is only a semi-finished product, it's not too spicy, okay!

"There's a formation across the river."

Mu Tianyan was sitting in a wheelchair, looking at the mountain and forest opposite him with cold eyes, and slowly said.

Lu Zijia glanced at him in surprise, it was obvious she had not expected him to be able to see her so quickly.

Sure enough, if this man was the enemy, he would definitely be his strongest enemy.

If he could, he didn't want to be this man's enemy.

Of course, if this man wanted to become his enemy, he would not back down.

"Will you destroy the formation?" Lu Zijia asked curiously.

Mu Tianyan shook his head calmly, "No."

Lu Zijia, "..." He thought there would be free labor for him to use, he really thought too much!