webnovel

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

So It's a Conspiracy (1)

Editor: Henyee Translations

"Thank you so much."

After most of the people around dispersed, the short-haired girl finally reacted and hurriedly bowed to Lu Zijia to thank her.

"It's fine."

Lu Zijia shook her head and reminded him again, "The person who cast the spell on you is different from the person who drugged you. You have to be careful of the people around you."

Hearing that, the short-haired girl's expression became serious and she no longer doubted what Lu Zijia said. "Thank you for your reminder, Master."

After thanking Lu Zijia a few more times, the short-haired girl left in a hurry.

As for where she was going, only she knew.

Looking at the short-haired girl who walked away, the golden pagoda squatted on the sand and said lazily, "Master, when did you become so warm-hearted?"

Lu Zijia rolled her eyes at it angrily. The golden pagoda made it sound like she was very cold-blooded.

"Can't you see that the girl looks like someone?"