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Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter

The Duke's family has gone a century with no daughters. When a daughter was finally born to them, she should have received all the love and pampering, but it turns out that the real daughter had been swapped at birth and taken in by a family of kind-hearted hunters. Ever since they adopted the girl, the hunters seemed to get lucky in everything—game seemed to run into the traps and nets they set, and they would find rare herbs wherever they went. Ten tears later, the Duke's family finally realized the truth that their daughter had been swapped and journeyed over a thousand miles to bring her home. After she returned to her real family, the daughter was undoubtedly spoiled rotten by every member of her family... After she grew up, Lin Qingluo excelled in martial arts and rose to the peak of the martial world. Joining the battlefield with her brothers and father, she crushed their enemies and became known as a Goddess of War, gaining countless admirers. Lord of Heavenly Secret Pavilion: Your reputation precedes you, milady—none compares to you, just as the rumors say. Chief of the Potion Valley: Your skills with medicine are extraordinary, and I defer to your expertise. I pledge my loyalty in exchange for your tutelage to practice medicine and help people. The First Prince of Qi Nation: Thank you for rescuing me. I owe you a life debt. Lin Qingluo: A clingy prince has stolen my heart, and he is all I can think about. There is no other person on my mind.

Ting Lan Listening to the Rain · Geral
Classificações insuficientes
1861 Chs

Chapter 1066: Little Elves Cause Havoc in Misty Moon Sect_1

"Lan Feng, do you really think a mere few dozen people can stop this Pavilion Master?"

Xue Rufeng's expression remained unchanged. A chilling aura emanated from his right palm, and with a flash, his figure disappeared like a ghost at its original location.

The next second, he appeared in front of a Misty Moon Sect disciple and struck him with a palm, sending him flying.

"Ah!"

The Misty Moon Sect disciple's chest showed an icy handprint, lips freezing purple, and he fell to the ground several meters away, curling up and shivering like a bawling baby.

"Frost Palm!"

"He has successfully fused with the Ice Soul Cold Lotus; his Frost Palm is now perfect. How can we be his match?"

The remaining Misty Moon Sect disciples were horrified, their sword tips trembling and hesitating, not daring to come forward.

"Hmph."

Lan Feng's face changed drastically, gathering a surge of profound inner strength and leaping toward Xue Rufeng with a palm strike.