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My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

She is a cultivator from another world. She is proficient in refining artifacts, improving elixirs, talisman arrays, medical skills, and even fortune-telling. Due to several unexpected tribulations, her reputation was tarnished and she became the second daughter of the Lu family who harbored ill intentions toward her future brother-in-law. What? She had just been reborn, and she was going to marry a ferocious man who was known as the living Lord of Hell and the second young master of the Mu family whose legs were disabled?! Fine! Since that man was so magnificent and fit her taste, she would marry him anyway! But what happened to his legs being inconvenient? Who was the man who would pounce on her from time to time at night and pamper her until she felt sore all over?! Who was the one that first spread the rumors? Would they dare to come forward? They would most likely be crippled if they did not kill him! [In the modern world, the male and the female are both strong. From evil torturing to extensive face slapping, this story is filled with endless thrills. There are mythical dimensions, cute babies and even (not scary) supernatural occurrences. Both leads are immaculate and pure while the male lead is addicted to doting on his wife!

Mo Qianyi · Urbano
Classificações insuficientes
2300 Chs

Otherworldly Flame, Natal Spirit Weapon (2)

Editor: Henyee Translations

Lu Zijia touched the head of the Fantastic Ribbon with a smile and said, "I miss you too."

Looking at the two that suddenly appeared and stole his wife's attention, Mu Tianyan narrowed his eyes slightly, and he tightened his grip on his wife's arm unconsciously.

The Ice Flame of the Nether World followed behind the Fantastic Ribbon awkwardly, but it didn't jump into Lu Zijia's arms like the Fantastic Ribbon did. Instead, it waited proudly for Lu Zijia to take the initiative to touch it.

Knowing the Ice Flame of the Nether World's prideful and arrogant personality, Lu Zijia took the initiative to rub it gently with a good temper. The Ice Flame of the Nether World immediately enjoyed rubbing against Lu Zijia's hand.

But the next moment, the Ice Flame of the Nether World felt that something was wrong.

"There's a bloody smell. A very strong smell of blood."