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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

Must Take Revenge

Editor: Henyee Translations

Mr. Ji was furious and afraid. He couldn't help but raise his hand and slap his son's back.

But in the end, he still felt sorry for his son and didn't use much strength.

Hearing his parents mention his sister, Ji Zilin cried even more sadly. That kind of sorrowful and desperate crying made everyone's hearts heavy.

Lu Zijia and her man stood aside silently, not disturbing the family of three who were hugging their heads and crying.

After a long time, Ji Zilin gradually calmed down.

"Dad, Mom."

Ji Zilin looked at his parents with red eyes. He couldn't bear to tell them the truth that his sister was dead.

However, he knew that if he didn't say anything, his parents would never give up looking for his sister.

Most importantly, his sister was already dead. He didn't want her to die for no reason, nor did he want her to die without a grave.

So, he gritted his teeth and said it heartlessly.