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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 · Tổng hợp
Không đủ số lượng người đọc
1861 Chs

Chapter 898: The whereabouts of the Dark Spirit Flower_1

"Phew."

A scorching spark surged vehemently, shooting through the forehead of the woman clad in blue.

The scarifying laughter abruptly came to a halt. A dark hole appeared in her forehead, eyes wide open, she slumped to the ground.

"Yin'er, why did you burn her to death?"

A person and a bird surged forward swiftly. Lin Qingluo bowed to inspect and found the woman in blue already dead, lifeless.

"Evil and perverse, her death is of no great loss."

Little Kingfisher looked at the woman in blue with utter disgust, almost wishing to incinerate her corpse into ash.

Lin Qingluo helplessly rubbed her forehead, "You're too eager. I still wanted to question her about the whereabouts of the Dark Spirit Flower."

"The Xuanyin Sect."

Little Kingfisher didn't care much, "I'll let the other birds investigate."

"Well, we can only do it this way."

Lin Qingluo sighed deeply.

"Master." "Sister." "Little Sister."

A group of young men followed suit.