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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 · Thành thị
Không đủ số lượng người đọc
2300 Chs

Boss Yan Hanged Himself Up

Biên tập viên: Henyee Translations

The big snow wolf, which watched helplessly as its little friend received a large amount of food: "!!!" It was inexplicably implicated. Should its master also give it some mental damage compensation?

Otherwise, it would really despair from being unjustly treated!

Perhaps because the big snow wolf's resentful gaze was too hot, Lu Zijia soon noticed it.

Lu Zijia: "…" Alright, her friends were all masters, so she had to serve them well.

However, where was the master?!

Even though Lu Zijia complained crazily in her mind, she was very straightforward in her actions and also gave the big snow wolf some rations for mental trauma.

Her heart ached, but these two masters were her friends.

"Bang!"

When Lu Zijia's heart ached, a black shadow suddenly darted out of the yellow sand not far away. It shouldn't be said that it was more appropriate to say that it was blasted out.