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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 903: Rushed into Lin Jinlong's Arms_1

"Please forgive me for being shortsighted, but I really don't see what's so great about him."

Shitou couldn't help but follow up with a snarky comment: "His appearance is average at best, with only well-proportioned features. He's nowhere near having the look of an immortal."

"The pot calling the kettle black."

Feng Yi sneered disdainfully.

"That comparison is perfect."

Shitou slapped his thigh and gave Feng Yi a thumbs up.

"What is a ghost cultivator?"

Wang Meng was not interested in appearances, so he swiftly changed the subject.

"A ghost cultivator, huh."

Lin Qingluo pondered for a moment, organized her thoughts, and answered indifferently: "As the name implies, they are those who give up their life span to cultivate in the form of a soul and practice the Ghost Path."

"Why would he learn the Ghost Path?"

Lin Jinpeng felt his scalp tingle as he listened.