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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

It's Fake!

Editor: Henyee Translations

As expected, the Deputy Director's old eyes suddenly focused and he stared at Supervisor Zhao with a sharp gaze.

Supervisor Zhao was shocked. She seemed to know that she couldn't hide anymore and subconsciously wanted to escape.

However, Mu Tianyan had already locked onto her. As soon as she moved, a terrifyingly strong pressure instantly swept towards her, pressing her to her knees abruptly.

In the eyes of the onlookers, Supervisor Zhao suddenly knelt down for no reason. Everyone couldn't help feeling a bit dumbfounded.

The deputy director's face darkened.

"You're not Supervisor Zhao!"

The Deputy Director's voice was solemn and his tone was firm. "Tell me! Who exactly are you and why are you pretending to be Supervisor Zhao?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Deputy Director suddenly released a pressure that enveloped Supervisor Zhao.

"Pfft!"