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My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

She is a cultivator from another world. She is proficient in refining artifacts, improving elixirs, talisman arrays, medical skills, and even fortune-telling. Due to several unexpected tribulations, her reputation was tarnished and she became the second daughter of the Lu family who harbored ill intentions toward her future brother-in-law. What? She had just been reborn, and she was going to marry a ferocious man who was known as the living Lord of Hell and the second young master of the Mu family whose legs were disabled?! Fine! Since that man was so magnificent and fit her taste, she would marry him anyway! But what happened to his legs being inconvenient? Who was the man who would pounce on her from time to time at night and pamper her until she felt sore all over?! Who was the one that first spread the rumors? Would they dare to come forward? They would most likely be crippled if they did not kill him! [In the modern world, the male and the female are both strong. From evil torturing to extensive face slapping, this story is filled with endless thrills. There are mythical dimensions, cute babies and even (not scary) supernatural occurrences. Both leads are immaculate and pure while the male lead is addicted to doting on his wife!

Mo Qianyi · Urban
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2300 Chs

A Skinless Ghost Who Was Afraid of Heat

Editor: Henyee Translations

By then, whoever he wanted to live would live and whoever he wanted to die must die!

However, before he continued fantasizing, he saw a scene that shocked him in his mind.

The black fog that was originally rushing towards Lu Zijia suddenly disappeared when it was one meter away from her!

At the same time, Feng Zixuan felt the energy in his chest surging and he almost spurted out blood.

"You… You b*tch! You almost made all my efforts go to waste! Damn it, you deserve to die!"

After Feng Zixuan tried his best to suppress the energy that almost spurted out, his eyes full of viciousness immediately stared at Lu Zijia.

Lu Zijia was not scared at all. She even showed a displeased look. "I haven't finished talking. Do you know that it's very rude to interrupt someone?"

Lu Zijia's attitude undoubtedly stimulated Feng Zixuan and made the viciousness in his body rise abruptly.

"You b*tch, go to Hell!"