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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 · 现代言情
分數不夠
2300 Chs

So Frightened He Almost Drove the Car in S Shape

編輯: Henyee Translations

Song Zixuan, who was standing behind Lu Zijia quietly, couldn't help feeling a chill down his spine when he saw her staring at a human skeleton without changing her expression.

He didn't know if it was his illusion, but he suddenly felt the temperature drop several degrees after entering this room.

Thinking of this, Song Zixuan couldn't help shivering, but pretended to be fearless on the outside.

"How is it? Did you see anything?"

Seeing that Lu Zijia didn't speak for a long time, Song Zixuan couldn't help asking.

Lu Zijia nodded to show that she did see something wrong, but she didn't tell him about it.

After all, there was still a cop standing at the door, so it wasn't convenient to talk about certain things.

"Let's go!"

When Lu Zijia turned around, she patted Song Zixuan's shoulder with one hand and dispersed the dark energy around him.

"Hm?"