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My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker!

A genius talisman practitioner is reborn as a seven-year-old girl! However, her innocent appearance belies her vicious personality. In the remote countryside, the Crown Prince runs into her, beating up her enemy. She is indifferent, but it’s love at first sight for the Crown Prince! “Not good, Your Highness the Crown Prince, Her Highness the Crown Prince Consort used an immobilization talisman on His Majesty the Emperor, and His Majesty is currently eating dirt in the main hall.” “Isn’t that normal? Who told that dog emperor to provoke my wife? I say it’s a job well done! Pour a bucket of ice water on him to cool him down!” “Your Highness the Crown Prince, it’s really not good this time! The great Crown Prince Consort threw out three explosion talismans and destroyed Noble Consort Zheng and her house!” A certain crown prince laughed madly. “Job well done! She’s truly my wife; she’s as awesome as always!” “Crown Prince, Crown Prince, it’s seriously bad this time! A beautiful man appeared in the great Crown Prince Consort’s room!” You got cuckolded again! The crown prince harshly picked up the handsome man half laying on her bed. “Who are you?” A certain consort replied with a stoic face. “I drew a deity-inviting talisman and summoned a venerable immortal of love.” “Get lost as soon as you finish fighting!” “Oh, sorry, it's easier to invite the devil in than to send him away!” I’m not leaving! Embark on this adventure of a little stoic who just wants to grow stronger and protect her family but unwittingly ends up with a merry company of troublemakers. A riveting cocktail of cultivation, zombies, and sci-fic!

Zi Yunxi · Fantasia
Classificações insuficientes
3175 Chs

Silly Zombie

Editor: Henyee Translations

What was the situation with these people? Qiao Mu stood in front of the teahouse with surprise and had a frown on her face as she watched these people all rushing toward her with a pot of flowers in their hands.

"Too noisy."

Ao Ye drew out three inches of his gleaming sword, scaring the people who were fighting over each other trying to sell their flowers into hastily receding like a tidal wave.

'Conducting a small business is so difficult already. Why do they have to have a sword drawn on them too?'

Wen Ruwan was truly about to explode on the spot from how angry she was. She had been shoved back and forth by that barbaric crowd and the distance between her and the teahouse continued to grow. When she was about to call "Qiaoqiao," she felt a hand grasp her shoulder.

"How impudent!" Wen Ruwan angrily shouted and turned to look at the lecher.