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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

The Car Accident and Uncertain Life and Death

Editor: Henyee Translations

However, Lu Yuan was a spoiled Young Master. He had been given everything he wanted since he was little. How would he possibly listen to him easily?

As expected, Lu Yuan didn't stop because of what Mu Zhong said. Instead, he became even more fierce and he kept screaming at Mu Zhong like a wolf cub, as if he was expressing his dissatisfaction.

"Son, listen to me. I promise I'll buy you chicken wings and chicken legs later. Sit tight now."

Xia Fangqing reached out one hand from the backseat and pressed his son down, not letting him move, while the other hand was still holding the 50 million luggage bag firmly.

"No, no, I want to eat now. I want to eat now. Boohoo, I want Dad, I want Dad!"

Lu Yuan was certainly referring to Lu Bochuan, but he had no idea that his real father was sitting right next to him.