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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 · perkotaan
Peringkat tidak cukup
2300 Chs

Confronted and Exposed Face-to-Face (8)

Editor: Henyee Translations

"People say that my Dad is cruel, sending me overseas when I was only two.

"Right now, I think you're much crueler than my Dad.

"At least, my Dad would never kill his own mother with his hands or be vicious enough to destroy his nephew's life."

Song Zixuan came in front of Song Zhuolan and stopped. His eyes met Song Zhuolan's eyes for an instant.

"In fact, I really want to ask, what do you want? Money? Power? Can the Song family not give you these things?

"If the Song family really can't give you these things, what have you been enjoying all these years?

"Do you really think you've been enjoying the prosperity of the Ye family all these years?"

There was obvious ridicule at the corners of Song Zixuan's mouth as he turned to Ye Nambo in disdain.

"You Mom doesn't understand, but you should, right? Without the Song family, you and your Mom are nothing in the Ye family!"

"Song Zixuan, you…!"