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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

My Wife Is So Easy to Provide For

編集者: Henyee Translations

Lu Zijia, who collected herself from the fantasy world, immediately felt a strong spiritual energy rushing at her face.

Lu Zijia couldn't help feeling startled in her mind. She looked up and found that the room Mu Tianyan brought her to was his bedroom!

Why did this guy bring her to his bedroom? Besides, why did this guy's bedroom have such strong spiritual energy?

Seeing his wife standing at the door with her eyeballs rolling around, but not going in, Mu Tianyan couldn't help but laugh in his mind and he could only take the initiative to drag her in.

"Madam, what do you think of this bedroom?"

Mu Tianyan asked casually as he took her to the closet.

Even if Lu Zijia was smart, she still didn't quite understand what he meant by this.

"Pretty good." Since she couldn't figure it out, she could only answer vaguely. She shouldn't be wrong.