My Wife Is A Transmigrated Master Cultivator
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Hearing what the man said, Lu Zijia looked extremely obedient as she followed without resisting.
He stopped two steps from the man and asked, "What's wrong?"
Only God knew that he felt like fainting because of the medicines wreaking havoc within him.
But for the sake of his own life, he has to give it a try, and hopefully he can win the bet.
Since he had been given a chance by being reborn, he shouldn't have died so easily, right?
"Feet, treat them."
Mu Tianyan had always been a very distant man and had never spoken much. It was a miracle that he said so many words to Lu Zijia a while ago.
"Cure your legs?"
Real ones?
Seeing no reaction from Mu Tianyan, Lu Zijia thought that she had shown the truth. So he showed an embarrassed expression.
"Well, are you hungry? I may not heal your legs, but I can call you an introduction!"
In this world, there is something mysterious called a cell phone. It was a practical magical tool, just like Goddess Miles in the Cultivation World.
He wanted to see this device when he was completely safe.
Assuming that he was playing innocent, Mu Tianyan raised the gun once more and said in an even colder voice, "You've lost your last chance."
Lu Zijia felt that she had been completely misunderstood. Regardless of the memories of the original host that helped him understand what he was talking about …
But he can't do it now!
This guy is completely unreasonable!
Seeing that the man was about to pull the trigger, Lu Zijia decided to stop trying to talk sensibly to him.
Also, the medicine inside him started to function, leaving him no time to delay.
“Bang ...”
As the muffled gun let out a muffled sound, Lu Zijia dodged the bullets that charged towards her.
Before the man could fire another bullet, he threw himself at him, grabbing the gun. Then with great force, he managed to grab the black gun.
Although he had managed to obtain a deadly weapon, he could not control himself physically. He threw himself back at the man in the wheelchair.
If the scene was seen from behind, it looked exactly like a starving tiger crashing at its prey.
The man reacted quickly. He did not care about the weapon being robbed but intended to take off directly in a wheelchair.
However, Lu Zijia reacted just as quickly. Just as he was about to retreat, he hung onto the man's neck with his hands.
Therefore, when the wheelchair retreated at high speed, Lu Zijia, who was holding onto Mu Tianyan, was dragged beside him.
The two bodies were tightly clinging to each other. They could feel each other's body temperature clearly because both of them were wearing thin clothes.
The coldness of Mu Tianyan cooled Lu Zijia's extreme heat.
However, while Lu Zijia was feeling better, Mu Tianyan wasn't too happy – he never liked having someone so close to him.
When he felt the overwhelming heat coming out from Lu Zijia's body, he was anxious to break her neck.
If one were to enter at this moment, that scene would cause endless conjectures.
But in reality, the two people, who were so tightly attached to each other, did not show any flirtatiousness. Instead, the two of them had the intention to kill the other at some point.
“Second Master Mu, I suggest you not move. I'm not slower than you.”
Lu Zijia sensed that Mu Tianyan intended to kill her, so she grabbed the gun attached to Mu Tianyan's waist while glancing at the other side of his hand that was holding the man's neck.
It's easy to kill someone when you have a hand around his neck.