My Wife Is A Transmigrated Master Cultivator
Chapter 155's

"Are you out on your own, or do you want me to catch you?" Lu Zijia's eyes were cold, she lowered her voice, and said calmly to the young Mo Xiu.

As the voice fell, Lu Zijia also freed him from the shackles and gave him the chance to choose.

Although that young demon cultivator was not a dangerous person before his death, he would not be softened by it.

Gentleness of heart was a taboo to any cultivator. Assassinations and treasures were commonplace in the realm of comprehension. If it is a moment of tenderness, there may be different places on the body at all times.

No matter if he was too reasonable or cold-blooded, he had never regretted it for so many years, as he only valued his own life.

"I'll go out myself."

In fact, Lu Zijia did not need to say that the young Moxiu who was afraid of her stopped manipulating the boy for the first time when she realized that she could move, she said, and walk out from behind the boy.

After the repair of the young magic stopped controlling the boy, the boy immediately softened to the ground.

"Xiao! Xiaojie, my dear grandson! What's wrong with you, Xiaojie!"

Seeing her grandson faint on the ground with his eyes closed, Grandma Qian suddenly cried and screamed even louder, she also tried to get rid of the young police support and rushed over to her grandson.

The young policeman was shocked and almost failed to arrest the man. He quickly reacted and stabilized his legs before he stopped him.

"Grandmother Qian, calm down first. If you hurry, you will only hurt your grandson.

Can I help you slowly there? Relax, you calm down. "

Looking at Grandma Qian, who was crying and grabbing the ground, desperately trying to pounce on her grandson, the young policeman's face was filled with helpless persuasion.

To this sturdy and unreasonable granny, she was truly afraid.

"You boys, let me go! You didn't let me see my granddaughter, so what do you care about you!

Hurry up and let me go, or I'll complain to you, complain that you bully my old woman, and don't let me care about my granddaughter.

Lordy! Do evil! What I did wrong in my last life, this old woman, I had to be bullied so much in this life, it was absurd, absurd! "

Grandma Qian said more and more, she even waved her hand and hit the young policeman who was helping her in the face.

"Papa-"

The young policeman who slapped his face hard and slapped his face, felt heat and pain on his face. For a while, he could not help feeling a little dazed.

Clearly, she had not expected that Granny Qian would actually hit someone, and she did not even hold her hand.

Seeing the slap Grandma Qian was about to slap again, the young policeman subconsciously wanted to hide.

But the next moment she remembered that Granny Qian sprained her legs when she was chased by her grandson, and she could not even stand up straight. If she ran away and let go, Grandma Qian would definitely fall.

As a policeman, his sense of responsibility stopped him from dodging and slapping Grandma Qian abruptly, not to mention how hot Qingjun's face was.

"Stop! How can you hit someone!"

The police and another middle-aged psychologist who went to check on the boy's situation confirmed that the boy had just slept in the past and there was nothing serious about it before he was relieved.

However, I still plan to hand the boy over to the medical staff who have been waiting outside to be examined.

Just as he was taking the boy, he saw Granny Qian beating her partner as if she was treating her father and enemy.

In order not to hurt Grandma Qian, his partner had to stand stiff and be beaten, and there was an outburst of anger in his heart.

"Before this granny had not cooperated with them, and she had continued to be insulting and careless towards them, but now she still started her hand. It's really deceptive!

Grandma Qian, your granddaughter is fine, don't fight anymore! Don't worry too much about your granddaughter, please look at her!"

"The young police officer was already agitated. Seeing someone take over Grandma Qian, she simply walked out of the house.

"Xiaojie, Xiaojie, my dear grandson!"

As soon as she heard about her grandson, Grandma Qian stopped chasing after the young policeman and beat him up.

Seeing the middle-aged policeman holding his granddaughter and leaving, he immediately slapped the psychologist and said furiously, "Hurry, help me follow!"

The psychologist was slapped in the chest with a slap, and barely breathing, this old grandmother's hand was too strong.

He could remember this old grandmother's arm, but it was cut several times. If there were no injuries, wouldn't the strength of his hand be greater?

"Oh! It hurts my old lady to death, you young man, don't you know to bring my old lady? Stupidhead!

No wonder I have a big morning in our house now, but I am not comforting my baby grandchildren. You guys, you really don't want to use it. This is a national food waste! "

At this time, psychologists were well aware of the young police's plight.

Finally, psychologists still used her thin, tall body to carry the grandmother over 170 kilograms of money.

"I advise you not to act rashly."

When Granny Qian was about to be taken out of the house, Lu Zijia suddenly warned.

The young Demon Xiu who only wanted to rush towards Granny Qian, heard Lu Zijia's warning, and he did not dare to move for a moment.

However, his somewhat pale face was filled with hatred, and he was extremely ferocious.

"Please, why are you doing this?"

Lu Zijia looked at the interior decoration of Qian's house, and asked about the improvement of the young magic.

The young Moxiu clenched her hands tightly, her eyes were red as if she was red, and the bitter hatred in her eyes was terrifying.

Young Moxiu did not seem to have expected Lu Zijia to ask this question, and looked at him in astonishment.

Not hearing his reply, Lu Zijia glanced at him lightly, "Why, are you going to give up straight away?"

"No, no, no, I don't want to give up, at least now I can't give up, me, me, me..."

Hearing the words handing himself over, the young Moxiu suddenly moved towards the window in horror, as if she wanted to escape.

“Do you want revenge? I can help you.” Lu Zijia nodded, showing that she already knew what she was thinking.

The young Moxiu who had just wanted to escape, heard Lu Zijia's words, and was instantly shocked and delighted.

"You, are you serious? Are you really willing to take revenge for me and seek justice for me?"

The youthful magic refinement expression was like crying but not crying, and smiling but not smiling, which was extremely terrifying.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you..."

The young Moxiu was so excited that she knelt down towards Lu Zijia, her expression full of gratitude.

Lu Zijia took a step aside and avoided, "I said to help you, was the one who caused you to be persecuted, and ended up being punished by the law."

Hearing this, the young demon nodded repeatedly, and his gratitude to Lu Zijia did not diminish.he."

Immediately, the young demon cultivator seemed to think of something, his face full of sorrow and regret, "I don't want anyone like me, kindness is not appreciated ..."