My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

Lu Zijia's rhetorical question made Zhao Hengliang stunned for a moment, "Didn't you say before that Uncle Zhao was unconscious? Since he is already unconscious, why did he ask you to come and see our mother and son?

So, you must be sent by Aunt Zhao. "

For him finally reacting to this, Lu Zijia silently praised him in his heart.

"You're right, I was indeed invited back by Mrs. Zhao, but my main task is to rescue Mr. Zhao." Lu Zijia said calmly.

Not to mention, her calm appearance made Zhao Hengliang believe a little in his heart.

"Are you a doctor? Shouldn't it be at Uncle Zhao's place to save people?" Although Zhao Hengliang believed a little in his heart, he still remained suspicious.

After all, Lu Zijia's way of saving people is really hard to imagine without suspicion.

Before, their mother and son thought she was sent by Zhao Wentian, so they had no doubts.

Thinking about it now, it's a bit ridiculous.

"I'm not a doctor, I'm a sorcerer."

As the voice fell, Lu Zijia waved casually, opening Zhao Hengliang's eyes.

Zhao Hengliang just blinked his eyes and suddenly felt that the world seemed to have changed a bit, but he was not sure where it had changed.

"Look to the right."

Lu Zijia's voice entered Zhao Hengliang's ears, causing him to subconsciously look at the other bed on the right.

Seeing this, Zhao Hengliang was suddenly taken aback.

"You, this, you... who are you!"

Originally, no one lived in the bed on the right, but now a man in a black robe suddenly appeared, and Zhao Hengliang was quite frightened.

But luckily it was broad daylight, otherwise I would have been so frightened that I would have had a heart attack.

"Son, what's wrong with you? Are you not feeling well?"

Qi Anyan, who had suddenly collapsed and burst into tears, noticed that her son's body was trembling, and finally recovered from her grief.

As if unaware of Zhao Hengliang's fear, Lu Zijia blinked innocently, "Oh, he, he is a demon cultivator who has fallen into a demon with half a foot.

Don't be afraid, he will not take the initiative to hurt people before he has truly become a magic cultivator, and has not completely transformed into a magic cultivator.

However, if he doesn't go to that level in his heart, he will become a real demon cultivator. "

However, with Lu Zijia's remarks, Zhao Hengliang not only did not receive comfort, but shook even more.

As a new human being, Zhao Hengliang firmly believes that there are no magicians, magicians, etc., but now he suddenly sees it, the huge impact can be imagined!

Moreover, the half-demon cultivator seemed to be smiling at him! ! !

Seeing that Zhao Hengliang couldn't bear the excitement and was about to faint, Lu Zijia quickly waved his hand again.

Lu Zijia's original intention was not to let Zhao Hengliang faint, but he didn't expect...

Witnessing the sudden disappearance of the half-demon cultivator in front of him made Zhao Hengliang finally unable to bear the stimulation and immediately fainted.

Lu Zijia, "..."

The young people in this world are so timid!

"Son, son, what's wrong with you, son, son!"

Seeing that her son suddenly fainted, Qi Anyan immediately became anxious and called out to her son in panic.

However, she called her son for a while, but did not wake him up, and immediately wanted to press the button on the bedside and call the medical staff.

Lu Zijia hurried over to stop her and explained, "Your son is fine, but he's a little timid, he's just frightened, he'll be fine after a sleep."