My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

Lu Zijia didn't stop the man from leaving, because she could sense that the man no longer wanted to kill her, although he didn't know why he changed his mind.

But it was the best for her.

Moreover, now she has no strength to stop the man from leaving, unless she really shoots and kills the man.

However, even if she could really kill a man, she might not be able to get out of this room.

Thinking of this, Lu Zijia's eyes passed through the opened bathroom door and swept to the walls on both sides of the room.

Although she lost her spiritual power, her divine sense sensed that there were people monitoring the room on the left and right.

And those people are very likely to be Mu Tianyan's people.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have used Mu Tianyan as a shield just now, and slowly dawdled into the bathroom.

Now that Mu Tianyan changed his mind and didn't kill her, it was undoubtedly the best outcome.

Before she could think any more, Lu Zijia hurriedly closed the bathroom door, returned to the bathtub with her feet limp, and continued to soak her body in cold water.

Not knowing what was going on in the space now, Lu Zijia entered the space with only divine sense.

It was just a thought, and Lu Zijia's consciousness appeared in an empty place.

The empty area is about 100 square meters, and around 100 square meters is the gray smog, which makes it impossible to see what is hidden behind the smog.

Looking at the scene in his eyes, no matter how good Lu Zijia's mentality was, he couldn't help but change his face.

Looking down at the land under my feet, it was the expected sandy land where herbs could not be grown!

"Little Tower, come out for me!"

Lu Zijia roared angrily, almost resounding through the sky, showing how angry she was at the moment.

As Lu Zijia's roar fell, a golden tower the size of an adult's palm and more than 30 centimeters high appeared in front of Lu Zijia.

Before waiting for the dark-faced Lu Zijia to speak, the golden tower with a pair of watery and extremely human eyes began to cry.

"Master, it's great that you're fine.

You don't know how worried the little tower is about you, but fortunately the master is fine, otherwise what should the little tower do?嘤嘤嘤~~~"

"Master, the little tower is very hungry, does the master have anything to eat?

嘤嘤嘤Master, look, the little tower is so thin and ugly now, the little tower is so pitiful 嘤嘤嘤~~~"

The golden pagoda was floating in the air, and while talking, it turned a few times in front of Lu Zijia, and with its soft boyish voice, it made people feel that it was pitiful.

Hearing the '嘤嘤嘤' in his ears, Lu Zijia's forehead couldn't help jumping, and there was an urge to slap this '嘤嘤 monster' into the sand.

"If you go down again, believe it or not, I'll bury you in the ground!" Lu Zijia threatened viciously.

Every time this little guy does something wrong, he talks to her endlessly, that's enough!

Jinta subconsciously thought "嘤嘤", but after meeting the threatening gaze of the master, he did not dare to cry, but looked at his master pitifully.

"Can you tell me what's going on now? Why did the ancient space change back to its original appearance!

Where have those spirit grasses, spirit stones, and medicinal pills gone? And what about Xiaoyou and Xiaoling? "

The golden pagoda is the spirit of this ancient space, and everything in the space can be managed by it.

Of course, the premise is that it can only be done under the authorization of Lu Zijia, the master.

As for Xiaoyou in Lu Zijia's mouth, it is the strange fire she contracted - the ghostly ice fire.