My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

1292 Gamble

“Cough, cough, cough, cough…”

The moment Lu Zijia let go of her, Cao Fei’er coughed violently after surviving the disaster.

“Cao Fei’er, let’s make a bet?”

Lu Zijia grabbed Cao Fei’er’s chin and forced her to look up and meet her gaze.

Cao Fei’er, who had just escaped death, didn’t speak with a pale face, but her widened eyes were full of fear.

Lu Zijia didn’t expect her to answer and continued, “Let’s bet… how much you weigh in Sun Ding’s heart.”

After saying that, Lu Zijia showed a meaningful smile. She let go of Cao Fei’er, got up and walked towards the golden pagoda.

Cao Fei’er was still stuck in the aftermath of her clove shave with death and couldn’t think about what Lu Zijia meant at all.

After Lu Zijia walked away, Cao Fei’er directly collapsed on the ground and her body trembled belatedly.

“Stop playing.” Lu Zijia walked over and said to the golden pagoda, which was still having fun.

Seeing that its master was here, the golden pagoda didn’t dare to continue acting rashly. When Sun Ding fell freely again, it didn’t continue to kick the ball, but let Sun Ding fall to the ground with a bang.

Fortunately, Sun Ding was a martial artist. If he was an ordinary person, he would probably have been played to death by the golden pagoda long ago.

“He’s just short of kowtowing and getting lost. Master, wait!”

The golden pagoda jumped over and deliberately didn’t exert any force. It landed on the ground with a bang, stirring up a wave of dust.

Sun Ding, who was already half dead after being played by the golden pagoda, immediately couldn’t open his eyes because of the dust.

Before Sun Ding could react and slip away, the golden pagoda carried Sun Ding, who was like a dead dog, and kicked his knee so that he would kneel.

The golden pagoda couldn’t speak, so it certainly couldn’t make Sun Ding take the initiative to kowtow, so it slapped the back of his head very simply and crudely.

Bang!

The half-dead Sun Ding’s head instantly fell to the mud after being “patted” like this.

The Lin brothers and the eight Silver Moon Sect disciples at the side couldn’t help but gasp when they saw this. They looked at the golden pagoda as if they were looking at a level-ten ferocious monster.

Bang! Bang!

The golden pagoda didn’t care if Sun Ding fainted or not. After slapping him down, it picked him up again. After making Sun Ding kowtow three times in a row, it kicked him over again, causing him to roll three times in a row.

“Oh, oh, oh! Master, my mission is completed!”

Looking at Sun Ding, who had already fainted, the golden pagoda jumped to its master’s side excitedly, looking like it was asking for credit.

Lu Zijia was speechless and slapped its furry cat’s head neither gently nor heavily. “I still want to talk to him. Why did you knock him out?”

The golden pagoda, which was waiting for its master to praise it: “…”

So, it got too excited again and did something bad?

The golden pagoda faced its claws pitifully. “Master, you didn’t say you wanted to talk to him.”

Lu Zijia: “…” That seemed to be the case…

Seeing that its master didn’t speak, the golden pagoda moved its body slightly and stepped on the five fingers of Sun Ding’s right hand.

“Argh!”

The piercing pain in his fingers instantly woke Sun Ding up.

The golden pagoda’s cat eyes were sparkling as it pointed at Sun Ding. “Master, this guy is awake.”

Lu Zijia: “…” It was said that ten fingers were connected to the heart. If he still didn’t wake up like this, Sun Ding would probably really be a corpse.