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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

Sitting in a Row and Watching the Show

Editor: Henyee Translations

After saying that, Sun Ding asked the Lin brothers to support him and limped away slowly.

Cao Fei'er wanted to follow him, but because of her serious injuries, she couldn't even stand up, let alone leave.

The two Silver Moon Sect disciples who were originally supporting her abandoned Cao Fei'er and returned to their other companions when they saw that they couldn't gain anything.

Cao Fei'er hated him in her mind, but she watched helplessly as Sun Ding walked away.

"Lu, Zi, Jia."

Cao Fei'er gritted her teeth and said a name. The strong hatred in her almond-shaped eyes was about to overflow.

"Master, it's been two days. Why haven't we seen a single person? Could it be that we went the wrong way?"

The golden pagoda sat on the ground and looked a bit dispirited, but its pair of cat eyes stared at the roasted chicken in Lu Zijia's hand with sparkling eyes.