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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 · 奇幻言情
分數不夠
3175 Chs

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編輯: Henyee Translations

"They said that because I attacked Qiao Ni so cruelly, they will expunge me from the Qiao Clan's genealogical record!"

"It's not like I care!" Qiao Mu stubbornly blurted out with reddened eyes. "I'm having my dad establish his own clan and erect his own ancestral hall! Hereafter, I will be the Qiao Clan's genuine eldest miss. What do you think, Lian?"

Qiao Mu had buried her face in his chest, so her voice was naturally muffled.

"It's good!"

A ruthless glint flitted across Mo Lian's eyes, and when he looked up at Qiao Dongbo and company, he shouted, "Where are the crown prince's personal guards!"

As Qiao Mu leaned against him, she hugged his waist and snuggled her small head into his chest. She could distinctly sense the man's breathing getting labored, due to the fact that his blood, ignited by his rage, flared up by degrees.