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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
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1861 Chs

Chapter 665: A World-shocking Sword, Wind and Moon Ranking_1

"Pfft!"

Alta spat out a mouthful of aged blood, his face waxen yellow and his breath short.

"Hehe, my master is still so fierce."

Little Kingfisher circled above the Martial Arts Arena, watching the spectacle with delight, "The poisonous tongue technique strikes again, just a few words and the opponent is already spewing blood."

"Alta."

Seeing their companion vomit blood, the two barbarian warriors no longer provoked and supported him on both sides, each revealing an anxious expression.

"I'm fine."

Alta's blood surged and he dared not speak too much, forcing himself not to fall.

The two barbarian warriors exchanged glances, tacitly understanding, "Your injuries are not light, let's retreat for now. When we have another chance, we'll avenge the shame of today."

"Alright."

Alta reluctantly nodded, unwilling to admit defeat. He raised his head once again, glaring at the young girl who stood nonchalantly atop the giant eagle.