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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

The Popular Second Master (2)

Redakteur: Henyee Translations

"If only he was my boyfriend. With such a boyfriend, my life is worth it."

"Pfft, are you dreaming? How can someone like you, who doesn't have a figure or looks, attract a male god?"

"Aren't you too vulgar? His idol isn't as vulgar as you. He wouldn't only care about appearances."

"Right, it all depends on fate now, not appearance. Otherwise, why would there be a Cinderella story?"

"You're making so much noise. Do you want to buy talismans or not? If you don't want to buy them, make way for me!"

"Who said we're not buying them? Those talismans all passed through my idol's hands. I must buy one and treasure it!"

"One is nothing. I'll buy ten!"

"I want to buy twenty!"

Lu Zijia stood not far away and couldn't help twitching her lips fiercely when she saw her man surrounded by a large group of crazy women.

Was this considered selling his looks?