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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

Returning from Shrine

Biên tập viên: Henyee Translations

The Hall Master displayed an unwavering ruthlessness, making it clear that he no longer desired the presence of the Holy Son.

His Excellency, the Holy Son, could only attribute this outcome to his own obstinacy.

The Hall Master had, on multiple occasions, conveyed both overt and covert signals to him. Yet, whether due to a lack of discernment or an excess of stubbornness, the Holy Son continued to adhere to the misguided belief that the temple should embody a beacon of light and justice to save the world.

Blame could not be assigned elsewhere; it rested solely on the Holy Son's perceived foolishness.

Holy Son Miyan harbored a foreboding sense of unease. Halting in his tracks, he altered his course, approaching Mo Lian, Qiao Mu, and the others.

"You're correct. The Shrine may indeed have aligned itself with that cult," affirmed Her Excellency Lady Qiaoqiao impassively. "What is your plan?"