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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 · Ciudad
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2300 Chs

Different from Ordinary People

Editor: Henyee Translations

That voice was very soft. If Lu Zijia and the others weren't cultivators, they probably wouldn't have heard it.

However, when she heard that familiar voice, Lu Zijia almost reflexively tensed up and hid behind her Dao companion silently.

Even though she was a bit cowardly, she really couldn't stand Lu Yixun's personality of crying whenever there was a disagreement.

Sensing his wife's action, the corners of Mu Tianyan's mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly. He immediately became a human-shaped wall cooperatively.

"Xun'er."

Lu Yizhe and his brother immediately recognized that the owner of the voice was their sister and couldn't help smiling.

"Xun'er, come here. Let me introduce you."

Lu Yizhe waved at his sister, signaling her to come to him.

Lu Yixun clenched her hands tightly and looked at Lu Zijia and the others very nervously. Then, under the patient encouragement of Lu Yizhe, her big brother, she walked over carefully.