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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

The Two-Legged Monster Who Cried When She Disagreed (3)

The five of them immediately reacted when they heard this.

Oh right, the Vice Principal had sent a few guards to protect their master.

Even though their owners didn't actually need to be protected.

"Number One, Number One, come out quickly. Take this crying two-legged monster away."

The Overlord Wood Spirit Flower shouted in a certain direction. It obviously knew that someone was hiding there.

The leader of the team responsible for protecting Lu Zijia and Mu Tianyan was speechless.

He had thought that Master Lu, Master Mu, and the other contracted beasts had not discovered their hiding place. Now, it seemed that he had underestimated these seemingly unreliable contracted beasts.

"Greetings, sirs."

The leader of the group was wearing the uniform of a guard from Hongtian Academy. He quickly came from his hiding spot to the front door of the courtyard and respectfully cupped his fists towards the seven Golden Tower members.