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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
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Chapter 722: Rescuing people, there are enemy soldiers_1

"It will be dangerous once we descend the mountain."

Shitou overheard the conversation between the two brothers, passed Mo Canglan and Lin Yixuan, and added to their dialogue loudly.

"What's there to fear? Coming across the Qiyan soldiers, kill one if there's one, exterminate a pair if there're two. Fengqi's territory doesn't tolerate their arrogance."

Among the seven brothers in the Lin Clan, Lin Jinpeng is the youngest and most impulsive, much like an inexperienced calf not fearing a tiger.

"You're impressive! I admire you."

Feng Yi, amused, grinned in laughter.

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"There's a group of refugees halfway down the mountain. Walk a few hundred meters down, and we should meet them. Our sister should be there."

After a stick of incense's worth of time passed, Lin Jinlong found a vantage point and overlooked the side of the mountain, accurately spotting the refugees.

"They are climbing the mountain, in the opposite direction from us."