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Transmigrated as The Cannon Fodder Bride of The Villainess: Chapter 95: Nightmare

As Qing Yi saw what happened, she let out a small yelp of surprise and quickly tried to wipe the spill with a handkerchief, saying hurriedly, “Demon Lord, I don’t know how this happened…” Qu Weiyin raised her hand slightly, saying it was no matter. She then used her powers to evaporate the water stains from her clothes. She got…

Transmigrated as The Cannon Fodder Bride of The Villainess: Chapter 94: Meeting Again

After about an hour, Qiongqi returned. She landed gracefully, her expression seemingly quite satisfied, with a person dangling from her grasp. The captive was wrapped in a black robe, hands bound, struggling fiercely before tumbling to the ground. “Why have you captured me? Release me!” The person was a man with a hooked nose and disheveled, dirty hair. He raised…

Transmigrated as The Cannon Fodder Bride of The Villainess: Chapter 93: Little Luo

The height of summer brought sticky, humid air. The sky was clear without a trace of cloud, and the vegetation below drooped, trying to escape the scorching sunlight. Two women in white robes approached from the winding path. They didn’t seem to fear the sun, but they remained vigilant, as if worried something might suddenly jump out from the bushes….

Transmigrated as The Cannon Fodder Bride of The Villainess: Chapter 92: Three Years

The temple was silent. Luo Jinxiao could only hear her own breathing. For a moment, she doubted whether she was still dreaming, but everything around her felt too real. “Sister,” Luo Ning spoke. Luo Jinxiao tried to calm herself and gather her thoughts. The woman in black was actually Luo Ning! No wonder she had felt a sense of familiarity,…

Transmigrated as The Cannon Fodder Bride of The Villainess: Chapter 91: Mystery

As the incense burned out, the auspicious hour arrived. Luo Jinxiao rose and pushed open the door, striding out into the courtyard. Qu Weiyin was already standing there, waiting. Today, Qu Weiyin’s eyebrows were painted like willow leaves, long and delicate. Her phoenix eyes held an autumnal gleam, and her red lips were shyly pressed together. A golden crown held…