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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 · 都市
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2300 Chs

Her Brother Was Sick Again

編集者: Henyee Translations

Lu Zijia sized up the female cultivator and asked in confusion, "Do you know me?"

The corners of Shen Xingyao's mouth twitched slightly and she said speechlessly, "Master Lu is now a techniques master whose name is famous throughout the entire Primordial Mystic Realm. Who doesn't know you?"

Lu Zijia: "…" So, she was actually so famous?

"Oh, oh, oh! Kid, hand it over quickly!"

The golden pagoda stood on its master's shoulder and shouted at the three of them like a bandit. It even instructed its friends to surround them.

The Taiyi Pill Furnace, which had thrown away its black robe and changed into a festive dudou, also said gruffly, "Right, hand it over."

"Hand it over, hand it over. Howl, howl, howl…" The big snow wolf swung its big tail lazily and shouted at the top of its voice.

Looking at the small group of silly bandits she raised, Lu Zijia: "…"