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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

Strange Poison Spirit Scattering Gu (3)

Editor: Henyee Translations

"Your Highness, have you thought about it?"

Lu Zijia waited for a while and asked when she saw that Duanmu Heng was still immersed in his thoughts.

Duanmu Heng hurriedly came back to his senses. "I've thought about it. I agree to cooperate with the two Seniors. Actually, even if the two Seniors don't cooperate with me, I'll still protect the Liang family."

"You can't even protect yourself right now. Do you think you still have the ability to protect the Liang family?" Lu Zijia revealed Duanmu Heng's current situation mercilessly.

Duanmu Heng's expression froze and he immediately smiled bitterly. "Senior, you're right. I'll have to trouble you with my poison."

"It's fine. It's actually not difficult to expel the poison for you." Lu Zijia waved her hand, as if she didn't take Duanmu Heng's poison seriously at all.

"Not difficult?"

Disbelief flashed through Duanmu Heng's eyes.