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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
Không đủ số lượng người đọc
3175 Chs

Good Luck Comes

Biên tập viên: Henyee Translations

Chen Baojia, caught in her panic, lost her footing and helplessly tumbled.

Ba Shu swiftly advanced, catching Miss Chen in his strong arms.

A rush of astral winds assailed her as she propelled herself. Chen Baojia, a mix of embarrassment and indignation, pushed against the sturdy chest that cradled her.

Yet, her cultivation was overpowered by Ba Shu's, rendering her powerless against a level-12 grand spiritual cultivator. Thus, Miss Chen descended from the air-transportation spiritual tool within the secure embrace of Ba Shu.

The howling wind drowned out Chen Baojia's muffled protests.

Zhongli Zhiwei, though secretly amused, had long detected the humiliation suffered by Chen Baojia beneath the quilt. She had been coldly observing the spectacle.

Chen Baojia typically presented herself as an exceptionally virtuous and agreeable individual, giving the impression that she could get along with anyone, including the young ladies in Longyan City.