My Wife Is A Transmigrated Master Cultivator

My Wife Is A Transmigrated Master Cultivator
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At the moment when the curse was condensed, Dong Mingyue suddenly shot an invisible curse at Yan Yunfei's brows.


Seeing Yan Yunfei almost losing his soul, Dong Mingyue's grinning smile became increasingly clear.


But the next moment, his smile froze on his face, and his wide-eyed eyes filled with disbelief.


It turned out that the curse he had cast suddenly disappeared without a trace as it was about to seep into Yan Yunfei's brows.


It was like sinking into an endless sea, unable to stir the waves in the slightest!


"No, no! No way, how is it possible!"


Perhaps too horrified, Dong Mingyue completely forgot to hide it at this moment, and shouted in a sharp voice.


All the spells he knew were learned from his master. After his master died, he even learned spells that not even his master had learned.


For many years, Dong Mingyue had never been left behind, so she had the illusion that her spell was invincible in the world.


But today, his illusion was suddenly shattered!


The sneak attack failed, and Dong Mingyue wanted to do it again.


However, his curse was only half condensed this time, and he was suddenly lifted by a powerful force, and his back slammed into a stiff wall.


"Came-on"


By the time his back hit the wall, Dong Mingyue suddenly sprayed blood, he did not know if it was being reciprocated by a spell or injured internally by a powerful force.


"Dong Mingyue!"


Ji Fangping was suddenly startled, and subconsciously rushed out to catch Dong Mingyue who had fallen to the ground.


And Patriarch Ji and his wife also changed their faces and ran away anxiously.


They did not particularly like Dong Mingyue, this daughter-in-law was not wrong, but Dong Mingyue still contained their Ji family descendants, and there were no accidents at this time.


"Cough, cough, cough—"


Dong Mingyue's face was extremely pale by the curse, combined with his terrifying and distorted expression, it was like a ghost crawling out of the eighteenth hell.


"Mingyue, how are you, are you okay?"


Ji Fangping sat down on the chair next to him, and asked hurriedly.


Madam Ji even directly took out a few of Dong Mingyue's skirts, wanting to see if anyone bled.


However, Dong Mingyue showed no mercy, and patted the hands of Ji Fangping and the outstretched Madam Ji.


"I can't die!"


Dong Mingyue gritted her teeth and looked at Mu Tianyan with her eyes like they were poisoned.


Even though Mu Tianyan did not move now, he could feel that the powerful force attacking him had erupted from this man!


Look at the back of his hand that was slapped in red, ma'am. Ji was so angry that his chest rose up and down violently.


Since the other party was spewing blood and was injured, he could only bite his teeth to hold it back.


And Ji Fangping did not care about Dong Mingyue's behavior, instead he wanted to send the person to the hospital for examination.


But, Dong Mingyue did not push Ji Fangping this time around.


However, the moment Ji Fangping picked up Dong Mingyue, he was blocked by Mu Tianyan.


"I can't leave now," Mu Tianyan said indifferently.


But his wife said that a good show was still to come. If the main protagonist no longer exists, how to play it?


His wife finally had time to go out to relax and watch the show. He couldn't disappoint her.


"You……!"


Ji Fangping clearly did not expect that at this moment, Mu Tianyan would stop him, and for a while, overwhelming anger surged into his heart, causing him to say without thinking.


"Go! That'sthat's you. Mingyue had just done it. I warned you that if anything happens to Mingyue, I will never let you go!"


After roaring, Ji Fangping wanted to pass Mu Tianyan and rushed out.


However, he was locked by a powerful force as he moved, rendering him unable to move.


This recognition made Ji Fangping, who was furious, finally calm down a little.


As for Patriarch Ji and Madam Ji, of course they also noticed the pressure so intense that they were shocked.


"Mu Xiao, no, Lu Daoyou, my son who just made a mistake, but he doesn't mean it, he just cares too much about our daughter-in-law's situation, so he ..."


Patriarch Ji did not say anything more, but the meaning was clear.


Ms. Ji also repeated, "Yes, the cultivator's friend, my daughter-in-law is pregnant, and I don't know how the baby is inside her stomach. Please do it for your convenience."


The Ji Family had all good things to say, but Mu Tianyan still remained unmoved and had no intention of letting anyone go.


And the three people on the Yan family's side, all of their attention was currently on Yan Yunfei, they did not have time to pay attention to the others, they did not have time to pay attention, so of course they did not pay attention to the situation on the part of the Ji family. .


In other words, even if you realize it, you don't care.


At this moment, Yan Yunfei's soul was also interested in completely overlapping within the body.


The Yan family heard those words and did not hesitate to follow Lu Zijia's words.


The moment Lu Zijia's voice fell, Yan Yunfei's eyes were instantly red, and the hatred in his eyes was terrifying. At this moment, his handsome face was extremely distorted.


Even though Lu Zijia had been reminded, the three Yan families were almost knocked down by Yan Yunfei's strength.


If he did not reply in time, he was worried that Yan Yunfei had already freed himself.


"Ah-ah ah-"


Yan Yunfei, whose limbs were held tightly together, resembled a ferocious beast that was often injured and dying, and uttered a painful and desperate cry, it was as if only in this way could he have a chance to be saved.


Sensing the internal strength running around in Yan Yunfei's body, Lu Zijia flashed in an instant.


Put his hand on Yan Yunfei's back, and put spiritual power into his body to calm his ruthless internal strength.


Seeing Yan Yunfei about to be saved, panic flashed in Dong Mingyue's eyes.


"Ah-sickness, pain, my stomach hurts!"


Dong Mingyue, who was beaten and hugged by Ji Fangping, suddenly covered her stomach and shouted in pain, "Fang Ping, save me, you have to save our children!"


Ji Fangping looked at him very sadly, and he was immediately anxious, but even if he was extremely anxious, he still could not move.


"What do you want!"


Ji Fangping was so anxious that his eyes were red, and his gaze on Mu Tianyan was filled with hatred.


Although Patriarch Ji and Madam Ji did not speak, they still had a hint of hatred towards Mu Tianyan in their hearts.


Mu Tianyan glanced indifferently, but did not reply.


Lu Zijia who was helping Yan Yunfei calmed the internal strength of the riot, and said casually.


"I don't want it to be so bad, but if the problem hasn't been resolved, you'll leave. Isn't that a bad idea? Furthermore, even if you send someone to the hospital right now, you cannot change the fact that the child in his stomach is dead. "


Lu Zijia's words, undoubtedly resembling a bomb, exploded in the minds of the three Ji families.


But Dong Mingyue's face instantly turned pale, and he didn't know if it was angry or scared, and his body trembled slightly.


And Ji Fangping was slightly dizzy with Lu Zijia's words, and was unaware of Dong Mingyue's abnormality.


After a long time, he found his voice, "You're talking nonsense! Our son will not die!"


Ji Fangping almost roared from his heart, and his gaze towards Lu Zijia was even fiercer.


It seemed as long as Lu Zijia said something she did not want to hear, she would turn into a ferocious beast and pounce on Lu Zijia's fragile neck.


Lu Zijia smiled, unafraid of his gaze.


Lu Zijia did not care, but Mu Tianyan cared. Almost instantly, the compulsion towards Ji Fangping suddenly increased by 20%.


"boom-"


Ji Fangping was unprepared, his knees were bent under a sudden increase in pressure, and he knelt on the ground heavily.


"boy!"


"boy!"


Patriarch Ji and Mistress Ji exclaimed in unison, and hurriedly raised their pale-faced son.


And even at this time, Ji Fangping was still holding Dong Mingyue steadily, not letting Dong Mingyue suffer.


Seeing this, Lu Zijia could not help but sigh silently, he was truly an infatuated man, but it was a pity that he loved the wrong person.


“Daoist Friend and Daoist Lu, what will you do to let my son take my daughter-in-law to the hospital?” Madam Ji looked at Lu Zijia with slight annoyance.


Clearly, he could not believe what Lu Zijia had just said.


After all, if Dong Mingyue's child were to really leave, it would definitely bleed.


But Dong Mingyue did not have this situation.


Lu Zijia walked to her husband's side and shrugged helplessly, "I've said, it's not good for you to leave like this before this matter is resolved."


Lady Ji was anxious, "What matters is living life, whether you want the child in my daughter-in-law's stomach to be gone, you will be happy! If the child in my daughter-in-law's stomach is completely gone, it's also because of you, you are a murderer! "


Madam Ji's statement was clearly a little puzzling with anger, and despite the fact that the other party might be stronger than them, at this moment, she only wanted to retain the Ji family's descendants.


Lu Zijia shrugged her shoulders disapprovingly, "Mistress Ji has wronged us. The killer is not us, but your Ji family's daughter-in-law.This is Miss Dong. He took a life in his stomach with his own hands, but it has nothing to do with us."


Dong Mingyue did not know if he had done too many destructive things with the curse, which caused a serious reaction by the curse.


It is necessary to hold the anger of the unformed baby in the abdomen to stabilize the injury and prevent the injury from becoming worse.


In other words, the formless baby in Dong Mingyue's stomach had long since been stillborn.


As for why Dong Mingyue kept the stillborn child in her stomach, she knew she knew that.


The Ji family was shocked at first, and then they thought it was impossible. After all, the tiger poison still did not eat its seeds!


Furthermore, from Dong Mingyue's usual appearance, he also liked the child in his stomach very much, and was even more unlikely to kill his own blood and flesh.


Seeing the distrust of the Ji family, Lu Zijia moved her red lips. Just as he wanted to say something, the Yan family let out a joyous cry.