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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
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2300 Chs

Fortunately, This Guy Isn't Green

Editor: Henyee Translations

If the demonic cultivators found out that righteous people like them were "killing each other", they would probably be very happy to see them, right?

"Tsk, no wonder there were so few demonic cultivators ten thousand years ago and they could still make the entire cultivation world a mess. From the looks of it, it's all because there are too many idiots!" The Ice Flame of the Nether World floated above its master's head and complained.

Lu Zijia: "…" Why did this guy always like to float above her head, making her look like she had a blue cloud above her head at any time?

Fortunately, Xiao You wasn't green. Otherwise, it would be very awkward!

"Then should we save Liao Sisi?" Du Yu asked in a low voice.

If Liao Sisi died, it would be even harder to find Helian Qiguang.

"Let's wait a bit longer." Mu Tianyan glanced around and answered Du Yu for once.