My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

Ye Nanxi's identity is not easy to reveal to others. Before the police came, he wrapped his entire head in a coat, only showing a pair of eyes.

The arrival of the police made people around who had heard a little movement come out to watch the fun.

"lady."

Mu Tianyan crossed the policeman walking in front, walked quickly to Lu Zijia, and looked at the person with his deep, worried eyes without a trace.

Although he had heard the report from the dark guard that her wife was fine, he couldn't help but worry.

Perhaps, this is love miserable!

"I'm fine."

Lu Zijia smiled at him, and her slender hand naturally grabbed his big hand, indicating that she was fine.

Mu Tianyan grabbed her hand tightly, as if his girl would disappear if he loosened it.

"It's fine."

Mu Tianyan's voice was very soft, but it contained a bit of murderous aura, and his icy and piercing eyes turned to the narrow rental house.

Lu Zhiyue's eyes were tightly closed, and there was no sign of waking up at all. Bright red blood was still flowing from the wounds on her limbs, and the ground had already been dyed red.

This scene makes people look very strange, like some kind of blood curse, can't help but make people creepy.

Aware of her man's tyranny and murderous intent, Lu Zijia shook his big hand and shook her head slightly, "She's already a waste, so there's no need to get her hands dirty."

Life is not as good as death, for Lu Wanyue, it is the biggest punishment.

Because of Lu Zijia's words, Mu Tianyan withdrew his gaze, "Okay, she will never have a chance to come out again."

The hidden meaning is: Lu Biaoyue can only spend the rest of his life in prison.

In this regard, Lu Zijia has no objection.

As the saying goes, if people don't offend me, I won't offend others. If anyone offends me, I will repay them a hundredfold! Lu Jiayue sent her to the door again and again to seek death. If she failed, wouldn't she fail Lu Jiayue's heart to seek death?

While the two were talking, a policeman asked Ye Nanxi about the situation, and several other policemen walked into the rental house quickly.

Seeing Lu Zhiyue, who was unconscious and bleeding from his limbs, the policemen frowned subconsciously.

The ambulance arrived soon, and after putting Lu Wiaoyue into the ambulance, a policeman led by him asked Ye Nanxi and Lu Zijia to go to the police station to record a statement.

In this regard, Lu Zijia and the two are very cooperative.

When going downstairs, Mu Tianyan suddenly turned around and glanced into the rental house, his deep eyes flashed with bloodthirsty dark light.

At the same time, outside the window of the rental house, as if something suddenly fell, there was an obvious dull sound in the dark night.

Gu Ying covered her chest with one hand, her eyes fixed on the police car that was moving away quickly, and a bit of unwillingness flashed in her eyes.

"Cough, cough, cough—"

Gu Ying was unable to suppress the violent surge of qi and blood in his body, and suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Shadow!"

Seeing this, the black-clothed driver immediately stretched out his hands to help Gu Ying, but was swept away by Gu Ying.

"Mu Tianyan, your luck is so good that it makes people jealous!" Gu Ying raised her hand to wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth at will, with a bit of gloomy jealousy in her voice.

"Young Master Ying, according to reports, Second Young Master Mu's current cultivation base has reached the fifth level of ancient martial arts."

When the black-clothed driver saw Gu Ying like this, he reminded him, "Second Master Mu is ruthless and ruthless, and he is definitely not a soft-hearted person. If you continue to provoke you, Young Master Ying... I'm afraid..."

What the driver in black said was vague, but he could already make Gu Ying understand what he meant.