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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 · Kỳ huyễn
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Ghost Spirit Bead

Biên tập viên: Henyee Translations

She couldn't help but be stunned.

Qiao Mu thought: These scenes that were surfacing all of a sudden seemed to have just happened yesterday. They were clear and distinct in her mind.

Had she recalled memories of her master?

She knitted her brows and lowered her head. After racking her brains for a long while there, she had no choice but to heave a disappointed sigh.

Her brain was so obtuse!

How could she forget something so important. She really had the brains of a pig!

Qiao Mu gave her head a knock before looking back at Che Ruman, who was lying there motionlessly.

She strode over and narrowed her eyes.

Che Ruman was facing up, and her pupils had already dilated. It was obvious that she was dead.

But this was normal.

The moment Tan Fa afflicted Che Ruman with the blood curse, her life and cultivation were already tied together to his.