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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

You! Are! Looking! For! A Crash!

編輯: Henyee Translations

The scimitar's blade shifted restlessly, attempting to break free from Qiao Mu's grasp under the influence of her divine sense.

However, Qiao Mu didn't give it the slightest chance.

With a frigid look in her eyes, she spoke mercilessly to Holy Daughter Nie Yaoguang, "You! Are! Seeking! Death!"

Anyone who brandished a weapon against her could expect dire consequences.

In that very moment, the tip of the young woman's dainty foot landed on the shattered window frame. She appeared to float over the water, her plain garments billowing in the breeze, exuding an aura of icy detachment.

Madam Guo'an couldn't help but shiver. She vividly recalled a similar encounter when she had foolishly attempted to attack the young woman with a spiritual tool, only to meet her own misfortune.

The Holy Daughter before her was likely headed for a similar fate.