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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

Returning to the Lu Family (1)

Editor: Henyee Translations

Out of Uncle He's expectations, Lu Zijia wasn't as worried as he imagined after watching the video but smiled instead.

Uncle He found it weird in his mind, but he didn't ask anything.

"Thank you, Uncle He, but it's fine. I'll bring my mother home safely myself."

Lu Zijia wasn't worried about Du Xiangjun's safety because she saw the string of Buddha beads she gave Du Xiangjun yesterday on her wrist in the video.

Even if the Lu family laid a hand on Du Xiangjun, they would never dare to take her life at this time.

So, the Lu family would only do some small movements. With that string of Buddha beads, Du Xiangjun wouldn't be harmed by those small movements, which was why she didn't have to be worried.

"Well…"

Uncle He was a bit worried and wanted to stop her subconsciously.