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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 · สมัยใหม่
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2300 Chs

It's Not Right to Gloat At Others’ Misfortune

Editor: Henyee Translations

The golden pagoda imagined that scene and couldn't help shaking its chubby cat body.

Even though there were limited tracking methods in the Martial Arts World, the scene of being chased by everyone still made it feel very pressured!

After all, once it was hunted down by everyone, it couldn't go around anymore. That was simply a thousand times more terrifying than killing it, right?

So, the golden pagoda, which was originally in high spirits, immediately became obedient.

"Hey, hey, hey, why did those guys suddenly change their route? What a disappointment. I'm a cat who even prepared coke and popcorn!"

The golden pagoda took a big bite of the roast chicken gloomily and stuffed a handful of popcorn into its mouth.

When Lu Zijia saw the popcorn and drink, she knew that Tian Xiaogui and Feng Wenshan must have prepared something for it.