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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

The Tough and Unreasonable Grandma Qian (2)

Editor: Henyee Translations

"Grandma Qian, your grandson is fine. Stop beating people! Aren't you worried about your grandson the most? Go check on him!"

The psychologist on the side also couldn't stand it anymore. He quickly went forward to pull Grandma Qian away and asked the young police officer to leave first.

The young police officer was already full of anger in his mind. Seeing someone take over Grandma Qian, he simply walked out of the house.

"Xiao Jie, Xiao Jie, my grandson!"

Hearing about her grandson, Grandma Qian immediately stopped chasing and beating after the young police officer.

Seeing the middle-aged police officer leave with her grandson, she immediately smacked the psychologist's body and said furiously, "Quick, quick, quick, help me follow them!"

The psychologist was smacked on the chest and he almost suffocated. This old lady was too strong.