My Wife Is A Transmigrated Master Cultivator
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Lu Zijia couldn't help but feel extremely happy when she thought of this possibility.
Ancient Space was his ace card. Thanks to the Ancient Space in his previous life, he managed to become a Gold Core Level Master very quickly.
Well, the most important thing was that he had placed all of his properties in that place!
As happy as Lu Zijia was, she was not too rash as there was still a man watching her.
He had thought a lot in his head, but this thought only lasted for a few seconds
After thinking for a while, he still aimed at Mu Tianyan.
“Why do you want to kill me? You should know that I was thrown here because someone set me up! ”
“We are in the same boat. How about dropping this matter, the two of us at the same time? ”
Lu Zijia had never begged anyone in her previous life, even before she became a Gold Core Level Master.
But he knows how to be flexible. As long as he was alive, he could always regain his pride!
“You were the first person who dared to point a gun at me. Why should I drop this problem so easily? ” Mu Tianyan sneered at Lu Zijia's request as coldness dominated his black eyes.
Lu Zijia was silent. “You were also the first person who dared to aim at me with a gun as well. We even!"
Alright, a weapon is not something in the Cultivation World, let alone anyone who dares to do that to him!
Before Mu Tianyan spoke again, Lu Zijia added, “Alright, I can offer you something more as compensation. How about healing your feet ?! ”
After saying those words, Lu Zijia looked at Mu Tianyan as if he had been taken advantage of.
It was the second time Lu Zijia mentioned healing Mu Tianyan's legs, and she also looked extremely confident.
Mu Tianyan narrowed his eyes towards Lu Zijia as if he was examining something.
However, Lu Zijia looked so confident at the moment that Mu Tianyan knew that she was not pretending.
Without hearing the answer from the man, Lu Zijia began to feel that the cold water was becoming less effective. He could not help but frown and feel annoyed.
Lu Zijia was about to say something when the man said, "You know what makes me sit in this wheelchair?"
“No,” replied Lu Zijia without much thought.
Seeing the man frowning in anger, he added in a natural tone, "How do I know when I haven't checked your legs?"
“Just let's make a deal. I will heal your legs, and you will save my life!”
"I know you don't believe what I'm saying now ..."
“But after I check you out, you can kill me if I'm wrong,” Lu Zijia said as she directly stood up from the bathtub. However, he did not put down the gun as it might be able to keep him alive.
Apparently, he did not trust Mu Tianyan because he did not believe him.
Hearing Lu Zijia make her own decision, Mu Tianyan did not mind. Somehow he had a faint feeling that Lu Zijia in front of him was able to heal him.
Over the past twenty years, his feelings have helped him escape many troubles and calamities.
Therefore, he trusted his own instincts.
However, when Mu Tianyan saw Lu Zijia rise up from the bathtub, his pupils suddenly contrasted.
The extinguished fire within his body was on its way to be rekindled.
Before Lu Zijia was tricked and brought here, she had been carefully dressed up, wearing a knee-length white dress of choice with a double shoulder strap.