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My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker!

A genius talisman practitioner is reborn as a seven-year-old girl! However, her innocent appearance belies her vicious personality. In the remote countryside, the Crown Prince runs into her, beating up her enemy. She is indifferent, but it’s love at first sight for the Crown Prince! “Not good, Your Highness the Crown Prince, Her Highness the Crown Prince Consort used an immobilization talisman on His Majesty the Emperor, and His Majesty is currently eating dirt in the main hall.” “Isn’t that normal? Who told that dog emperor to provoke my wife? I say it’s a job well done! Pour a bucket of ice water on him to cool him down!” “Your Highness the Crown Prince, it’s really not good this time! The great Crown Prince Consort threw out three explosion talismans and destroyed Noble Consort Zheng and her house!” A certain crown prince laughed madly. “Job well done! She’s truly my wife; she’s as awesome as always!” “Crown Prince, Crown Prince, it’s seriously bad this time! A beautiful man appeared in the great Crown Prince Consort’s room!” You got cuckolded again! The crown prince harshly picked up the handsome man half laying on her bed. “Who are you?” A certain consort replied with a stoic face. “I drew a deity-inviting talisman and summoned a venerable immortal of love.” “Get lost as soon as you finish fighting!” “Oh, sorry, it's easier to invite the devil in than to send him away!” I’m not leaving! Embark on this adventure of a little stoic who just wants to grow stronger and protect her family but unwittingly ends up with a merry company of troublemakers. A riveting cocktail of cultivation, zombies, and sci-fic!

Zi Yunxi · Fantasy
Not enough ratings
3175 Chs

Strong Enemy Approaching

Editor: Henyee Translations

Qiao Mu was both amused and exasperated. Was this imp looking down on her?

"What else did Venerable Master Kongyin tell you?"

"Master said that ghost spirits form due to a convergence of grudge energy, and that they inherently carry harmful yin energy. Oh, in the past, there was a curse practitioner who once wantonly massacred villagers in order to purposefully generate ghost spirits. This was just to practice a kind of forbidden technique, the mystic yin curse."

Qiao Mu nodded in comprehension. "I understand now. At present, I have yet to learn the deity-inviting talisman."

"Then it's no wonder that you are ignorant and ill-informed." The little monk sighed with affected ancientness.

While twitching her small mouth, Qiao Mu rubbed his small bald head with her hand. "Speak nicely. Don't be so sardonic."

"Benefactress, you really can't see the ghost spirits?" The little monk pointed to the front in passing.

"I can't see them."