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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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2140 Chs

Master Lu's Stinginess

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

"Those kidnappers are really heartless and heartless. They even killed a pregnant woman. Aren't they afraid of being struck by lightning and going to the eighteenth level of hell after death?" Thinking of her lost grandson, Madam Lin's eyes were full of anger and she looked like she hated those kidnappers to the core.

Lu Zijia glanced at her with a strange look, but she still didn't say anything in the end.

She could tell from Mr. and Mrs. Lin's faces that the two of them weren't fated to have grandchildren. In other words, after Lin Kedong's generation, the Lin family would have no descendants.

As for the one in Zhong Jiajia's stomach…

Lu Zijia shook her head and couldn't help but exclaim inside again, "The lives of rich people are so messy."

"Master Lu, is there a problem?" Seeing Lu Zijia shake her head, Mr. Lin asked anxiously.