My Wife Is A Transmigrated Master Cultivator
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Lu Zijia did not stop the man from leaving. He knew that the man had given up his murder some time ago, but he had no idea what made him change his mind.
Whatever, it was a good thing for him.
Also, he quickly lost the power to stop the man from doing anything unless he killed him directly with a bullet.
But even if he managed to kill the man, he might not even be able to get out of this room.
As he thought about the matter, Lu Zijia looked through the bathroom door and started glancing at the walls on all sides.
He might have lost his strength, but his divine sense still helped him realize that there were people watching this room from the very beginning, and those people were most likely Mu Tianyan's men.
Otherwise, he would not have used Mu Tianyan as a shield and walked slowly into the bathroom.
He got the ideal result – Mu Tianyan had changed his mind about killing him.
Before he could think of the situation, Lu Zijia closed the bathroom door directly and collapsed in the bathroom, releasing all her strength and plunging herself into the cold water again.
Lu Zijia had no idea what was happening in her body, so all she could do was use her divine sense to see it.
The feeling of the god Lu Zijia brought him to a vast empty place, when he only thought about it.
The vast empty spot was roughly 100 square meters and was surrounded by a faint mist that blocked his vision so he could not see anything hidden behind it.
Lu Zijia could not help but feel shocked when she saw what greeted her eyes. He can't take it anymore.
He looked down at the ground under his feet. Sure enough, it was a land of sand that was impossible to contain any plants, as he had expected!
"Pagoda, get out now!"
Lu Zijia's furious shout pierced through the sky. He's very upset at the moment.
Before the annoyed Lu Zijia could say anything, the golden pagoda with its pair of beautiful and sparkling human eyes began to cry.
"Oh sir, it's great that you're okay!"
“Do you know how much I worry about you, sir? Fortunately you are okay! If no…. I will have no way to live, oh!”
“Teacher, I am very hungry; do you have any food for me?”
“Listen, sir, I have become terrible from hunger. I am a pathetic pagoda!”
The golden pagoda floated in the air and revolved around Lu Zijia as she spoke in a soft and gentle childish voice, making her look extremely pitiful.
Hearing the sound of constant crying greeting his ears, Lu Zijia felt the veins on her forehead popping out. He wanted to push the pagoda so that it could be buried deep in the sand.
"One more sound and I'll feed you in the sand!" Lu Zijia threatened fiercely.
This little boy kept crying around his ears every time he made a mistake. He can't take it anymore!
The golden pagoda was about to cry again when it saw the menacing gaze from its master. The pagoda stopped and looked at its master with an expression of pity.
“Now you can tell me what happened right? Why did the Ancient Space return to how it used to be?”
“Where are the magic herbs, stones, cores, and tools? Where are you and Ling? ”
The golden pagoda was a magical creature in the Ancient Room, responsible for everything within the space.
But also, the prerequisite was to have to obtain permission from Lu Zijia, the master, before being able to do anything.
As for you, it is a distinguished fire under his contract – Ice Flame of the Nether World.