My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

"Are you coming out by yourself, or do you want me to catch you out?" Lu Zijia lowered her voice and said calmly to the young magician.

As the words fell, Lu Zijia also untied him and gave him a chance to choose.

Although the young Mo Xiu was not a wicked person before her death, she would not be soft-hearted because of it.

Soft-hearted is a taboo for every cultivator. It is not uncommon for people to kill people and steal treasures in the cultivation world.

It doesn't matter if she is too rational or cold-blooded, she has never regretted it for so many years, because she is just cherishing her own life.

"I'll come out by myself."

In fact, there is no need for Lu Zijia to say that the young demon cultivator, who was afraid of her, stopped controlling the little boy the moment he realized that he was able to move, and walked out from behind the little boy.

After the young magician stopped controlling the little boy, the little boy instantly softened to the ground.

"Xiaojie! Xiaojie, my precious grandson! What's wrong with you, Xiaojie!"

Seeing her grandson falling to the ground with her eyes closed, Grandma Qian cried even more, and even tried to break free from the support of the young policeman and rushed towards her grandson.

The young policeman was startled and almost didn't hold the person. He quickly reacted and stabilized his feet before holding the person.

"Grandma Qian, calm down first, you will only hurt your grandson if you pounce on it like this.

I'll help you slowly, okay? Calm down, you calm down. "

Seeing Grandma Qian who was crying and desperately trying to throw herself at her grandson, the young policeman said helplessly with a face full of helplessness.

He was really afraid of this sturdy and unreasonable grandmother.

"You stinky brat, let me go! You won't let me see my grandson, what's in your mind!

Just let me go, or I'll complain to you, that you bully me, an old woman, and don't let me care about my grandson.

Omg! Sin! What did I do wrong in my last life, to be bullied like this in this life, an old woman like me, no reason, no reason! "

The more Grandma Qian said, the more extreme she went, even waving her hand and hitting the young police officer who was supporting her in the face.

"Clap--"

The young policeman, who was slapped firmly on his face, felt a burning pain on his face, and he couldn't help but feel a little stunned for a while.

Obviously, she didn't expect that Grandma Qian would actually beat people, and she didn't leave her hand at all.

Seeing that Grandma Qian's slap was about to be slapped again, the young police subconsciously wanted to hide.

But in the next instant, he remembered that Grandma Qian sprained her foot when she was chased by her grandson, and she couldn't even stand. If he escaped and let go, Grandma Qian would definitely fall.

The sense of responsibility as a policeman made him stop dodging, and he was abruptly slapped by Grandma Qian again. Qingjun's face was so hot.

"Stop! How can you hit someone!"

Another middle-aged police officer and psychologist who went to check the little boy's condition was relieved after confirming that the little boy just fell asleep and that there was nothing serious.

However, he still intends to hand the little boy over to the long-awaited medical staff outside for examination.

It's just that he just picked up the little boy when he saw Grandma Qian beating his colleague as if she was treating her father's enemy.

In order not to hurt Grandma Qian, his colleague had to stand up and be beaten, and a burst of anger rose in his heart.

Before this grandmother didn't cooperate with their work, she kept insulting and swearing at them, but now she even started to do it, it's just too much deceiving!