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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 · Urban
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2140 Chs

The First to Run in Danger

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Du Xiangjun was originally thinking to cut off her relations with the Lu family and never have contact with them ever again for the rest of her life after taking two-thirds of Lu Bochuan's property.

But now, knowing that her daughter was once dead, how could she possibly let those bastards in the Lu family go so easily?

"Darling, don't worry. I'll definitely do justice for you, definitely!"

Du Xiangjun held her daughter's hands and started shaking uncontrollably.

This showed how afraid she was about the fact that her daughter had died once.

Luckily, her daughter survived. God truly blessed her. God had mercy!

Lu Zijia raised her hand and patted her back gently as she said with a smile, "Hm, I believe you, Mom."

For some reason, Du Xiangjun didn't continue this topic after calming down.

She wiped the tears off her face with her hand several times and talked about something else with her daughter with a smile.