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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

Settling the Scores, Getting a Dose of His Own Medicine

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

"Tut-tut, I complimented you just now. After a while, your legs became like jelly. This is really…"

Lu Zijia looked at Song Zixuan, who was sitting on the ground, and shook her head while sighing as if she shouldn't have complimented him.

Song Zixuan was so angered by her that he no longer had a temper anymore.

Without waiting for Song Zixuan to argue, Lu Zijia's attention shifted away from him.

There was anger in Song Zixuan's chest immediately, and he almost suffocated himself to death.

"I almost forgot that we still haven't finished settling the score between us. Tell me, who issued the order to catch my Mom?"

Lu Zijia put up a serious expression as her cold eyes glanced over Lu Bochuan, Lu Wanyuan, and Old Master Lu, who had been remaining quiet, one by one.

Lu Zijia had already noticed the suspicion when Old Master Lu looked at her, but she didn't care at all.