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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

The Suspect Who Spread the Rumors (2)

Biên tập viên: Henyee Translations

Perhaps her threat worked, Yang Qingtian finally came out of the talisman slowly.

"I want the murderer to pay the price he or she deserves and prove the innocence of the people I dragged in."

At this moment, Yang Qingtian had already restored her look when she was alive, but her eyes were still a bit red.

"Then do as I say."

Lu Zijia glanced at her and immediately pointed at Liang Weishu, who was sitting on the couch dejectedly. "Get information from him."

As soon as Lu Zijia finished talking, she quickly cast a spell and secretly opened the Yin Yang Eye for Liang Weishu.

"Why did you hurt me?"

The sudden sound in the house made Liang Weishu look up in panic.

"Senior… Senior Yang!"

Seeing Yang Qingtian standing not far from him, Liang Weishu's face suddenly turned extremely pale and the fear in his eyes was completely revealed.

"Why did you hurt me?" Yang Qingtian looked at him expressionlessly and repeated again.