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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

She's the Culprit

Editor: Henyee Translations

Liang Weishu truly regretted it, or he wouldn't have quit school voluntarily after Yang Qingtian passed away.

However, even if he regretted and blamed himself right now, it was useless, because Yang Qingtian couldn't possibly come back to life.

He would bear this guilt for the rest of his life. At the same time, he had to pay the price for what he did.

Even if he wasn't the culprit.

"She? Who is she?" Yang Qingtian stared at Liang Weishu firmly with her bright red eyes, like a demon.

"Yunzi, it's Li Yunzi. She paid me to do that."

Liang Weishu still revealed the culprit after all, and the identity of the culprit made Yang Qingtian's heart shake abruptly.

"Impossible!"

Yang Qingtian almost blurted out. The black fog on her body surged to the sky, causing a chilly wind to blow in the small house.

"It's true, it's true. I'm not lying. Li Yunzi really paid me to do that.