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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

Wild Flying Wings

After all, the two sisters had never thought that Lu Yixun would really be able to buy them a pair of wings from Lu Zijia.

At first, they only wanted to try their luck by looking for Lu Yixun.

He did not expect that it would actually succeed!

It seemed that Lu Yixun was more valued by Master Lu than they had imagined.

"In my storage pouch."

As Lu Yixun spoke, she placed it on the storage pouch at her waist." You guys need to step back a little. The two flying wings are a little too big. They might hurt you."

Hearing this, the two female xiu hurriedly took a few steps back.

He stared at Lu Yixun's storage bag without blinking.

Lu Yixun felt exceptionally happy as she looked at the two of them. It was as if she was the second princess at this moment, a noble figure that others had to carefully please and flatter.