My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

nt lolita in the legends, right?”

“I… I think so.
Although that man isn’t very tall, he looks like he weighs at least 170 to 180kg.
That woman picked him up with one hand.
She’s definitely a violent lolita!”

“Indeed, you can’t judge a book by its cover!”

More and more people surrounded them and they started discussing.
Almost everyone was exclaiming about how strong Lu Zijia was.

“Wow! Master Lu is so impressive!”

Her number one fan, Ye Nanxi, had stars in her eyes again.
If it weren’t for the fact that she was wearing a long ancient dress, she would definitely jump up and clap.

“Ahem, ahem, put me down.
Let me go, ahem, ahem.
Put me down, do you hear me?”

Being held by the back of the collar by Lu Zijia, Huang Shenghui was lifted up in the air and was almost strangled to death by his own clothes.

However, even though he wasn’t strangled to death, his face still flushed and he almost passed out.

The desire to survive made Huang Shenghui struggle violently, like a bastard that was drowning.

“M-Miss, you should put him down quickly.
He’s about to be strangled to death.”

“Right, right, Miss, he’s already rolling his eyes.
If you still don’t release him, he will really die.”

“Right, Miss, you’re so pretty.
It’s not worth it to sacrifice yourself in it.”

Many people around saw Huang Shenghui rolling his eyes and even sticking out his tongue, so they couldn’t help persuading Lu Zijia kindly.

Hearing what the people around said, Ye Nanxi stepped forward before Lu Zijia could reply.

“Master, you should let him go.
There’s no need to sacrifice yourself for such a scumbag.

“Besides, if he dares to slander and threaten me, I’ll definitely sue him until he goes to jail!”

Ye Nanxi said furiously as she raised her leg and kicked Huang Shenghui’s butt.