My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

The moment the flying ship stopped in front of a luxurious and spacious mansion, the old lady Qiu directly carried Si Zijun, who was already unconscious, into the mansion.

Lian Yu followed closely with a worried look on his face.

Lu Zijia was left alone on the flying ship. After thinking about it, he finally did not take the chance to escape at this time.

As one of the five major sects in the heaven and the underworld, Qiong Qizong's power is naturally not to be underestimated. If you turn around, you may encounter a Nascent Soul Stage.

At this moment, a middle-aged man dressed as an escort appeared under the flying ship and made a gesture of invitation to Lu Zijia with a blank face.

"Girl, please come with me."

The attitude of the middle-aged guards was lukewarm, as if they were completely on business.

The moment he saw the middle-aged guards appear, Lu Zijia couldn't help but be glad that he didn't take the opportunity to run away, otherwise he would have been caught on the spot.

Although the cultivation of the middle-aged guard in front of her is in the early Nascent Soul stage like her, once a fight starts, it will definitely make a noise, attracting other people.

At that time, the old lady Qiu was afraid that she would be guarded even more strictly.

If so, it would be worth the loss.

Lu Zijia was silent, and obediently followed the middle-aged guard to a side courtyard in the huge and luxurious mansion.

"Just stay in this yard, don't walk around if you have nothing to do, let alone go out of this yard."

After the middle-aged guard finished speaking, he turned around and left, regardless of whether Lu Zijia heard it or not.

Looking at the back of the middle-aged guard leaving, Lu Zijia raised his eyebrows slightly.

The courtyard seemed to be empty, and there was no one else but her.

In fact, there were two dark guards in the middle of Nascent Soul monitoring her every move in the dark.

It's just that she is now under someone else's roof, and even if she perceives the existence of the two dark guards, she can only pretend that she doesn't know anything.

"Master, master, Qiong Qizong is one of the five major sects in the heaven and the underworld, and there must be many high-level spiritual plants!"

Lu Zijia had just stepped into the room and closed the door when Jinta's excited voice came to her mind.

Lu Zijia casually looked at the simply decorated room, and asked back through voice transmission, "So? What the hell are you trying to do?"

"Hehe! How can this be called a ghost idea?"

Jinta rubbed her furry claws and laughed so much that it was a treacherous!

"After more than a month of observation, I have determined what happened to the sick guy, why doesn't the master take the opportunity to slap them?

Just think that they compensate the owner for the mental damage you were frightened by! "

Jinta rubbed her furry paws, and the more she thought about it, the more she felt, and she almost drooled.

Hearing that Jinta actually saw Si Zijun's situation, Lu Zijia's eyes suddenly lit up.

But the next moment, he rolled his eyes angrily, "Since you know what's going on with Si Zijun, why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Jinta had an exaggerated look on her face of being greatly wronged, and waved her claws in excitement to justify herself.

"I didn't see it before. If I hadn't just caught a glimpse of the dark red line on the wrist of the sick boy, I wouldn't be sure!"

"Dark red thin line?"

Lu Zijia thought about it carefully, and there was indeed an inconspicuous dark red thin line on Si Zijun's left wrist, but she didn't care at that time.

"What does that dark red line represent?"

She had observed Si Zijun's physical condition along the way, but she couldn't find the problem.