My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

998 The Return of the King (1)

cond Master and you very much. We’re also very worried.” His heart trembled as he answered this question carefully.

If he dragged everyone down with her, Second Master wouldn’t be jealous anymore, right?

After all, what he said was equivalent to the concern of his family. They should care about him, right?

Feeling that the cold gaze instantly weakened a lot, the pressure on Mu Yunhao immediately decreased greatly, and he couldn’t help smiling bitterly.

After more than half a year, Second Master’s desire for Madam didn’t weaken. Instead, it seemed to have increased a lot…

“Senior Mu, who are you talking…”

Zhang Munian, who couldn’t wait, walked out quickly and asked Mu Yunhao, who had his back facing him.

However, before he finished talking, he saw Lu Zijia and Mu Yunhao. His reaction was the same as Mu Yunhao’s, and he widened his eyes with excitement and surprise.

“Alchemist Lu, you’re indeed not dead!”

He said excitedly, “I knew it. How would an alchemist as powerful as you fall so easily?”

Zhang Munian’s voice was a bit loud. When the disciples who came up behind heard the words “Alchemist Lu”, they quickened their pace and squeezed to the side door to look out.

“Damn! What’s going on? Why are the shameless disciples of those three families all dead?”

“Right, they were clearly shouting so loudly a few minutes ago. Why did they suddenly become like this? Could it be because of the two people standing there right now?”

“That’s really possible. Otherwise, why would they be the only ones alright when there are corpses around?”

“But… Who are they?”

“If I didn’t hear wrongly, Fellow Zhang was calling the name ‘Alchemist Lu’? Is it the Alchemist Lu we know?”

“What? Alchemist Lu?! Really? Hurry, hurry, make way for me. Let me see what Alchemist Lu looks like. Only after recognizing her face can I curry favor with her in the future!”

“Damn! I think what you said makes sense. Hurry, hurry, make way for me too. Make way…”

So, more than a hundred disciples squeezed out of the small side door to see the two people standing outside.

However, they, who were looking at Alchemist Lu anxiously in their minds, had completely forgotten that there was a door next to them that they could enter and leave through. They could open it as long as they moved…

“Ouch! That bastard stepped on me!”

“Damn, what’s wrong with you? Can you not squeeze? I’m about to be squeezed into a persimmon pancake!”

“Damn! Can the people in front get out quickly? Why are you blocking the door? Don’t you know that there’s a crowd behind?”

“Oh! Damn, who pushed me?”

“Damn! Don’t push me behind. I’m going to fall!”

Amidst the commotion, a person suddenly fell down. Immediately, like an omen, after a person fell, the people in front also fell face down.

So, Lu Zijia and Mu Tianyan saw a spectacular scene of hundreds of people stacking together.