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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

Merciful

Editor: Henyee Translations

"Junior Brother Shi was silenced. Even if he wants to admit defeat, he can't say anything at all."

At this moment, Liao Sisi spoke again. "Besides, Junior Brother Shi obviously wanted to jump off the arena and admit defeat halfway, but you stopped him, Junior Sister Lu."

Lu Zijia had just taken a few steps when she stopped after hearing that. She asked without looking back, "So what? The Alchemy Department and the Weapons Refinement Department have done this a lot, right? Senior Sister Liao, to put it bluntly, if you don't want to be a b*tch and still want to establish a chastity memorial for yourself openly, it'll only make people feel ridiculous!"

Damn, she kept coming to her to show her presence and pretend to be a good person. Did he really think she was a soft persimmon that she could pinch whenever she wanted?

Today, she would let these people know what it meant to be a shrew!

Uh… There seemed to be something wrong?