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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

If She Keeps Singing, People Will Really Die!

Editor: Henyee Translations

However, Lu Zijia had already blocked her hearing, so she couldn't hear Taoist Mu Qing's shout at all. She was still singing obliviously and her pitch had never been right.

Taoist Mu Qing: "!!!" Could he knock his disciple's wife out?

While Taoist Mu Qing was thinking about the possibility of knocking her out, a figure appeared upstairs and walked down unhurriedly, without showing any change in expression because of the demonic song of the pig-slaughtering queen.

"Boy! Hurry, hurry, ask your wife to stop. I can't stand it. My ears are going to be damaged!"

The moment Taoist Mu Qing saw Mu Tianyan, he shouted at him anxiously as if he saw his savior.

However, Mu Tianyan sat down calmly on the couch on the other side and looked at the girl who was singing happily with a smile.

"Pretty nice." There was also a hint of joy in Mu Tianyan's deep voice.