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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

Confronted and Exposed Face-to-Face (5)

Editor: Henyee Translations

Without the support from the Song family or even becoming enemies with them, how could Song Zhuolan and her son stand firm in the Ye family?

Any young talents were only losers after all without support behind them.

"You… You…"

Song Zhuolan clutched her finger with a pale face as she widened her eyes and gazed at Lu Zijia with a surprised look.

If she didn't believe that Lu Zijia was a master at all one minute ago, she was now skeptical.

After all, her finger still had that faint piercing pain up till now. This couldn't be an illusion.

But how would there be such a coincidence?

Besides, she thought that the Lu Zijia in front of her had changed, as if this wasn't the weak and incapable Lu Zijia at all.

"Mom."

Ye Nambo went forward to hold his mother and gave her a signal with his eyes, telling her to leave it to him.