Arranged marriage to the princess of the Red Scorpions - Chapter 402 Personality Switch

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Gu Muran, the former master of metaphysics, woke up and found that he had become the fake daughter of the Gu family.

The Gu family couldn’t bear the thought of their own daughter marrying into the Qian family, so they thought of the adopted daughter they had abandoned before.

The daughter of the Gu family had a physical problem. The Gu family believed that it was because of her adopted daughter’s fate that her daughter was hurt.

The parents put their ideas on her again: “Since you and your sister’s kidneys are well matched, then give her one of yours, and she won’t die anyway.”

Gu Muran: Auntie’s things are not something anyone can touch easily.

In her previous life, her power of metaphysics was unrivaled in the world. She was once appointed as a national teacher to protect the common people of a country, and she was heard by the heavens. Even the emperor had to respect her when seeing her.

How could she allow these messy people to jump around in front of her.

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He is a revered god of medicine, with superb medical skills, it is difficult for a thousand dollars to make an appointment to seek medical consultation.

No one knows the depth of her talent for magical calculations. She knows the destiny with one glance, and predicts fortune and evil with one word.

later……

People: “Have you heard that there is a magician in Tianqiao?”

Classmate: “Who said that, our school is really good at it.”

Rich circle: “You are talking nonsense, the real magician is here.”

God of Medicine: “Hold on to dissatisfaction, Mrs. Lu is the most powerful.”

A certain woman smiled faintly: “Low-key, low-key, don’t fight, don’t grab, it’s all me.”

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Glenn Hughes had spent most of his life confined to a hospital bed. Brilliant yet shackled by a cruel fate, he endured ten long years under the relentless weight of an unforgiving disease. Between medications, surgeries, and agonizing treatments, death had begun to seem less like an end and more like a mercy.But when he finally closed his eyes for the last time… rest did not come.The stench of sweat, dust, and blood was the first thing to greet him. Shackled, filthy, and drained of strength, his body was no longer his own. He was no longer in a hospital but in a cell. No longer a patient, but a prisoner.“What the… what the hell is this?”Glenn had been thrust into a world of steel and prana, reborn in the body of a condemned slave. Once a noble, now nothing more than a number among the damned.Yet, something was different. There was a reason he was still alive.Witness Glenn’s transformation as he is dragged through agony and ecstasy, suffering and desire, boundless pleasure and unrelenting torment—all while shouldering a burden so crushing that any other man would break.------------------------------------------------------------------------No netorare (NTR), no system, no incest, no consanguineous relationships.

Flatten the Devil's Palace, eradicate the demonic cult, slaughter the demon lairs, sweep through the demon realm, dominate the heavens and earth, control the three realms, be the supreme master of the mysterious sect, master of the Nine Yin, the 17th head of the North Star Sword Sect, the Heavenly Fiend Lone Star, the Supreme Sword Soul, the Supreme Infinite Mysterious Heavenly Wishful Great Sword Patriarch... Also known as Iron Egg, known for the wild history of relentless killing.

Jianghu was in turmoil, an era of great strife. The leader of Great Qin wielded the Mo Blade, leaving the world battered and bruised. The ageless figures of Jianghu crouched upon the mountains, and with a single turn, they cast the entire world below them. Strong men measured the earth with their feet, and heroes of Jianghu could cleave the heavens with one sword, yet in the blink of an eye, they were drunk in the embrace of beauties. The Taoist carried his sword, the Scholar drunk on wine. Wearing tattered clothes, a beggar grasped a rotten branch and dared to storm the ancestral hall of the Taoist Sect. On the willow-lined causeway, in the long pavilion, a man who had sat withered for thirty years turned and stepped out, holding a peach blossom, with a flick of his wrist, he shattered ten miles of red candles. The era of Great Qin was renamed the Great Yuan Era. The youth with the Wooden Sword left his mountain village behind.