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Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter

The Duke's family has gone a century with no daughters. When a daughter was finally born to them, she should have received all the love and pampering, but it turns out that the real daughter had been swapped at birth and taken in by a family of kind-hearted hunters. Ever since they adopted the girl, the hunters seemed to get lucky in everything—game seemed to run into the traps and nets they set, and they would find rare herbs wherever they went. Ten tears later, the Duke's family finally realized the truth that their daughter had been swapped and journeyed over a thousand miles to bring her home. After she returned to her real family, the daughter was undoubtedly spoiled rotten by every member of her family... After she grew up, Lin Qingluo excelled in martial arts and rose to the peak of the martial world. Joining the battlefield with her brothers and father, she crushed their enemies and became known as a Goddess of War, gaining countless admirers. Lord of Heavenly Secret Pavilion: Your reputation precedes you, milady—none compares to you, just as the rumors say. Chief of the Potion Valley: Your skills with medicine are extraordinary, and I defer to your expertise. I pledge my loyalty in exchange for your tutelage to practice medicine and help people. The First Prince of Qi Nation: Thank you for rescuing me. I owe you a life debt. Lin Qingluo: A clingy prince has stolen my heart, and he is all I can think about. There is no other person on my mind.

Ting Lan Listening to the Rain · Umum
Peringkat tidak cukup
1861 Chs

Chapter 741: Ambush, Soul-Stealing Hook_1

The two tents under the collapsed wall were buried under the rubble.

"Someone is attacking the caravan at night!"

"It's those teenagers; they're buried underneath."

"Who could be so despicable as to not spare a group of teenagers?"

"Hush, hide quickly, it's the Barbarian Tribe."

Those who saw the tents being crushed by the hammer were filled with anger, but even more with fear.

"Hahaha, a bunch of ignorant young brats dared to provoke us. They were smashed to death with a few hits without making a sound."

"Hmph, I bet they've been turned into mincemeat by now."

"Let's go, let's find the stuff."

In the dark night, the arrogant laughter traveled as three giant men, like iron towers, gradually approached.

Each step they took brought horrifying oppression.

People hiding in the dark kept silent as cicadas in cold weather, trying their best to hold their breaths, not daring to make any noise.

"Dinglingling, dinglingling."