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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

How Have You Been

Editor: Henyee Translations

When the two of them walked out of the deep forest slowly, they saw two sides facing each other.

No, to be precise, this wasn't a stalemate, because one side had already been completely defeated.

Even the two people in green who joined later were sitting on the ground at this moment, holding their bloody abdomens and looking at the unusually fierce big black cat in front of them with terrified expressions.

The eight disciples of the Silver Moon Sect were even more miserable. All of them were covered in blood and looked extremely miserable and terrified.

Sensing that the last two people also walked out of the forest, Lu Zijia looked up and glanced over.

The moment she met Cao Fei'er's gaze, the corners of Lu Zijia's mouth curled up into a sinister smile. "Miss Cao, how have you been? I didn't expect us to meet on the first day we entered the mystic realm. Don't you think we're very fated?"