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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

Sister, are you talking about yourself?

Liang Yule lowered his head and looked at the Fu Wa baby spirit body that was not even as tall as his waist. Alright then."

Lord Small Tower and the others 'reactions clearly indicated that they couldn't tell him the truth, so he wouldn't ask.

However, Lord Taiyi said that he couldn't use his hands, but he didn't say that he couldn't use his mouth.

Then, if he met that 'big sister' again, then he would just use his mouth, just like before.

If that 'big sister' was sensible, she probably wouldn't come looking for him again, right?

However, Liang Yule had overestimated Lu Yixun's EQ.

The next day, Lu Yixun appeared again.

The seven golden towers quickly fled and hid like the previous two times.

"Sister, is there anything else?" Liang Yule raised her harmless little face and looked at Lu Yixun.