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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

The Golden Pagoda That Persuaded Its Master to Go Out and Play

Editor: Henyee Translations

However, his wife's black cat didn't seem to be an ordinary pet cat either.

"Meow, meow, meow…"

Hearing that, the golden pagoda, which had been a quiet cat for a long time, immediately meowed to show its existence.

"Oh, Master, Master, even that master said I'm impressive. Looks like I'm quite impressive."

The golden pagoda sat on the couch and raised its head like a proud cat queen.

Lu Zijia rolled her eyes silently. The golden pagoda really hadn't changed at all. It started to be arrogant after achieving something small.

Lu Zijia ignored the golden pagoda and concentrated on drawing the thunder inscription on the Sacred Dragon Sword.

The golden pagoda was unwilling to be left out, so it kept chattering. After all, its master could multitask, so it wasn't afraid of affecting her,

"Master, Master, it's so boring to stay in one place every day. Can we go out and play?