My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

Hearing the conversation between Lu Zijia and Jinta, Han Luochun was angry at the same time, and many were shocked.

After hesitating for two seconds, Han Luochun's figure suddenly moved and quickly fled away.

Although the reward for this business is extremely high, it is not worth his life.

When the two guards saw Han Luochun leave, they were stunned for a moment, then hurriedly tried to follow, but they were stopped by Liang Zongxing.

"Fat Fatty wants to run? It depends on whether the uncle is willing or not!" The figure of Jinta disappeared in place in an instant, and when it reappeared, it was already in front of Han Luochun.

"And this young master!"

The speed of the big snow wolf was one step slower than Jinta, and he was stuck behind Han Luochun.

Han Luochun, who was blocked at the door, was unable to advance or retreat, and his face was extremely ugly.

"Boss Lu, what do you mean? Is this really a black shop?"

With no chance of winning, Han Luochun, who fled from Jinta and Daxuelang, turned around and faced Lu Zijia with a sullen face.

Han Luochun thought that no matter how free and easy Lu Zijia was, he would not admit that this was a black shop at this time. After all, there were other customers in the shop at the moment.

If this matter spreads out, it will definitely affect the business in the store.

However, Lu Zijia is a master who has always played cards out of common sense.

Regarding Han Luochun's questioning, Lu Zijia nodded disapprovingly, "Didn't I say everything before, my shop is a black shop."

Seeing that the situation was not good, a dozen guests retreated to the corner, "..." Is it still time for them to run at this time?

"Tell me, as long as you honestly explain who instructed you to come, I will spare your life, otherwise..."

After that, Lu Zijia didn't continue talking, but the killing intent in her eyes had already explained everything.

The two guards looked at Han Luochun subconsciously, their expressions panicked, and there was no trace of the arrogance they had before.

Judging from the reactions of the two guards, Han Luochun was obviously the leader of the three.

"Why, don't tell?"

There was a sneer on Lu Zijia's mouth, "If you don't say it, I have a way for you to say it."

As the voice fell, two divine needles of Myriad Transformations mixed with thunder and lightning flew out of Lu Zijia's hands in an instant, approaching the abdomen of the two guards.

"Ah-ah-bang-"

The two guards didn't even have a chance to react, so they fell to the ground, rolling over and wailing while clutching their stomachs.

The long box held by the guard in Tsing Yi also fell to the ground, and the Xuan-level long knife in the long box was shaken out of the box because of the rebound force of the long box falling to the ground.

"Clang-clang-"

The crisp sound attracted the attention of many people, but the next moment, they became stunned.

It's just because the mysterious magic weapon that originally exuded vast power was broken into two pieces at this moment!

What the hell! When did a mysterious spirit weapon become so fragile? Is this really a mysterious magic weapon, not a fake ceramic one? !

At this moment, everyone finally believed Lu Zijia's words, these three people really came to find fault!

Just when everyone was madly complaining about Han Luochun and the three of them, the two guards couldn't bear to force their confessions to let go.

"Ah—I said, I said! I said everything, please let me go, let me go!"

"I, ah - I also said, I also said, forgive me, forgive me!"

The instant the Wanhua Divine Needle entered the human body, it turned into countless tiny silver needles, penetrating the two internal organs.

And the thunder and lightning mixed in it also aroused at this moment, shocking the internal organs of the two guards, and the so-called Ling Chi was nothing more than that.