My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator



"Brother, why are you gone for so long? Did something happen?" Liang Yingyue, who came out after hearing the commotion, heard the voice before she arrived.

However, as if he was afraid that someone would hear him, he lowered his voice.

"Sister, I'm fine. I met two benefactors."

Liang Yingjun didn't tell her the good news or the bad news. He had no intention of telling his sister about being beaten until his face was swollen.

"Benefactor?"

Liang Yingyue happened to walk over and saw Lu Zijia and Mu Tianyan walking behind her when she looked up.

"Fellow Taoist Lu, Fellow Taoist Mu, you're finally in Zhuang Prefectural City," Liang Yingyue said happily.

Ever since they returned from the mystic realm, the siblings had been waiting for the two of them to come. However, as time passed, they all thought that the two of them wouldn't come.

"Sister, it's not Fellow Taoists. We should call them Seniors," Liang Yingjun reminded her with a smile.

"Seniors?"

Liang Yingyue was stunned for a moment at first, then she was sincerely happy for Lu Zijia and Mu Tianyan. "Congratulations on reaching the Foundation Establishment realm, Seniors."

Liang Yingyue knew better than to say anything else, nor did she ask what she shouldn't have asked.

After exchanging pleasantries for a while, Lu Zijia suddenly thought of something and said, "Right, I heard from you before that your father suffered serious internal injuries. How is he now?"

As soon as Lu Zijia said that, the Liang siblings, who were originally quite happy, showed grief and hatred in unison.

"What's wrong?" Seeing their reaction, Lu Zijia vaguely felt that something was wrong.

"We were robbed."

Liang Yingjun's eyes instantly turned red. "When we left the mystic realm, everything was snatched away before we entered the city."

Perhaps because of the familiarity Lu Zijia gave him, Liang Yingjun showed his truest side completely without holding back.

Liang Yingyue bit her lower lip. Even though she didn't say anything, it could be seen that she was also very angry and sad.

"Who robbed you?" A hint of coldness flashed through Lu Zijia's eyes and her voice was unusually cold.

"I don't know. Those people were all masked at that time and there were too many people. We couldn't protect ourselves at all," Liang Yingjun said with regret and frustration.

Lu Zijia only felt the anger in her heart surge, but when she was about to explode, a big hand wrapped around her small hand.

"Let's see how his injuries are first." Mu Tianyan squeezed her hand gently and comforted her gently.

Lu Zijia took a deep breath and only controlled her violent inclination after a while.

The Liang siblings couldn't help looking at each other with deep confusion in their eyes.

Apparently, they didn't understand why Lu Zijia was so angry. Logically speaking, they had only met for the second time.

"Lead the way," Mu Tianyan didn't seem to notice the Liang siblings' confusion and directly said coldly.

Even though the Liang siblings were very confused, they somehow believed that Lu Zijia and her man wouldn't harm them.

So, he brought the two of them to their father's room.

The room wasn't big and the furnishings were very simple. Almost as soon as she walked in, Lu Zijia saw the man lying on the old wooden bed.

The man lying on the wooden bed had his eyes closed at this moment and his face was skinny and extremely pale.

At a glance, he looked like a seriously ill person who didn't have long to live.

Looking at her uncle, who was very different from what she remembered, Lu Zijia almost blurted out the word "uncle".

Lu Zijia flashed and appeared by the wooden bed to take Liang Zongxing's pulse.