My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator



Slap! Slap!

Liang Yingyue slapped Cheng Su'er fiercely. Before Cheng Su'er could react, she slapped her again.

Caught off guard, Cheng Su'er was slapped twice. She lost her balance and suddenly fell to the ground.

"I gave you these two slaps on behalf of my brother and on behalf of the Liang family. If you know what's good for you, don't appear in front of us again. Otherwise, I can't guarantee that I won't be able to help but kill you the next time I see you!"

Liang Yingyue revealed an unprecedented coldness. "I think the Lu family won't say anything even if I kill you in your current situation, right? Perhaps the Lu family can't wait for you to die!"

However, even though Liang Yingyue said that, she knew very well that if she really killed Cheng Su'er, the Lu family would definitely not let the matter rest.

Because even if Cheng Su'er was only Lu Hejun's concubine right now, she was still a member of the Lu family.

The Lu family might really not like Cheng Su'er, but for the sake of the Lu family, they had no choice but to seek justice for her.

So, even though she hated Cheng Su'er very much in her mind, she didn't dare to kill her openly.

Hearing what Liang Yingyue said, the originally pitiful look on Cheng Su'er's face suddenly became terrified.

"You… You can't kill me. Ah Jun likes me. He likes me. If you dare to kill me, Ah Jun won't forgive you. Ah Jun will definitely not forgive you!"

Cheng Su'er still didn't believe that Liang Yingjun no longer liked her.

No, perhaps it wasn't that she didn't believe it, but that she didn't want to believe it, so the only person who could save her now was Liang Yingjun.

If even Liang Yingjun didn't save her, then she…

Thinking of the days she spent in the Lu family these few days, Cheng Su'er couldn't help but want to go crazy.

"Let's go." Looking at Cheng Su'er, who was gradually falling into a crazy state, Lu Zijia said to the three of them.

Cheng Su'er would give up her dignity now and kneel down to beg Liang Yingjun because he was her only straw to clutch at right now.

However, once this straw was no longer useful, the outcome of this straw could be imagined.

"No, no, don't go. Ah Jun, please, please don't go, Ah Jun…"

Looking at their backs as they left, Cheng Su'er wanted to continue chasing after them, but she was suddenly hit in the abdomen by a stream of spiritual power.

Bang!

Poof!

Cheng Su'er was sent flying. The moment her body hit the ground, she suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Ahem… Jun… Ah Jun…"

Liang Yingjun heard the commotion behind him, but he had no intention of turning around at all and walked forward resolutely.

Lu Zijia saw his reaction and thought to herself, "This little cousin of hers isn't hopelessly stupid."

And Cheng Su'er deserved to suffer a fate worse than death.

"Ah Jun, Ah Jun…"

Looking at their disappearing figures, Cheng Su'er, who got up from the ground in a sorry state, trembled slightly.

"Why? Why did it become like this? I'm supposed to be a high and mighty young lady. After I get married, I should also be a wife who enjoys all the glory and wealth. But why? Why did it become like this? Why? This is unfair. I don't want this!"

Thinking of the humiliation and torture she suffered in the Lu family in just a few days, Cheng Su'er's eyes were as red as an evil spirit.

Just as Cheng Su'er was about to enter a dead end and suffer from Qi Deviation, a frivolous voice suddenly sounded.