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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

Old People Were Shameless

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Lu Wanyuan showed a surprised look on her face without knowing it. Apparently, she didn't understand why Lu Bochuan seemed totally fine on the outside.

After that, Lu Wanyuan remembered Lu Zijia's identity as a Taoist Master. A Taoist Master could make an attack secretly and normal people wouldn't be able to see it at all.

In fact, Lu Wanyuan found out the truth!

"Alright, I'll give you a small warning this time, but if this happens again next time, I can't guarantee that I'll show you mercy," Lu Zijia said as she turned around and left with Song Zixuan and her mother without caring about Lu Bochuan's pale and surprised look.

"Stop!"

When the three of them stepped out of the door of the villa, Old Master Lu shouted again.

Lu Zijia and Song Zixuan weren't planning to stop at all, but Du Xiangjun stopped walking subconsciously.