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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 · Urbain
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2300 Chs

Rescuing Song Zixuan (2)

Éditeur: Henyee Translations

"Let me tell you, if you keep me here like this, my family will definitely call the cops. You don't want to go to jail, do you?" Song Zixuan threatened her deliberately.

Ye Xinping's eyes immediately turned red because of what he said. "Brother Zixuan, do you still want to leave me? Why? Haven't I done enough for you?

"Or you don't like the food I made, Brother Zixuan? Is that why you want to leave me?"

As she spoke, Ye Xinping suddenly pounced into Song Zixuan's arms and tears immediately fell.

"Brother Zixuan, please don't leave me, alright? As long as you don't leave me, I can do anything. Brother Zixuan, I'm begging you. Please don't leave me."

Feeling the moisture on his chest, Song Zixuan looked up and kept rolling his eyes. "I also beg you. Let me go!"

Also, the bowl of rice fell on his legs. Could she let his legs go too?

If it weren't for his strong willpower, he would have been driven crazy by this woman these two days!