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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

Suspicious Points of the Incident (7)

Editor: Henyee Translations

The second place Lu Zijia headed to was Qi Anyan's house that was burnt down back then.

According to Liang Yuhua, Qi Anyan wasn't in the mood to build a new house at all after suffering a huge blow and getting ill back then.

So, she went back to an old house with her son and stayed there after tidying it up briefly.

As for that house that was completely burnt down, it just sat there like that and it had been 22 years now.

The house burnt down in the fire was still in tragic condition

The villagers were concerned about the fact that someone died inside, so they either took a detour or walked swiftly when they had no choice but to go past it.

After going down the mountain, Lu Zijia met a lot of villagers along the way. The villagers in Zhao Village were already used to unfamiliar faces like her now.

Because many strangers from other places had appeared in Zhao Village one after another in the past week.