MTL - My Wife, Something is Wrong - Chapter 9 get married, bless heaven and earth

After being a young master for more than ten years, he was reborn overnight became a ger who had nothing. This ger was still a lunatic!

Crazy people were hated in the tribe! He was also bullied and robbed! In the end, he was forcibly betrothed to a beastman that he didn’t even recognize.

After accepting the facts tremblingly, Wang Jin began to use the golden finger to reverse the adversity.

Being disliked by others and then becoming everyone’s favorite, snatching back everything that was robbed, as for… the beastman who was forced to marry…

Wang Jin looked at the man who had been standing by his side, and the man felt his gaze, looking back at Wang Jin, his indifferent eyes suddenly became warmer. He stretched out his hand and clasped Wang Jin’s ten fingers tightly, and said softly: “In this life, I only want you alone, no matter whether you are a little lunatic or not.

Wang Jin’s heart skipped a beat.

Forget it, this man… is quite interesting, so let’s keep him!

Years later, Wang Jin was pregnant with a big belly, gnashing his teeth with hatred when he saw the gentle and flattering man in front of him.

We agreed to only be together, and never get pregnant!

A man’s mouth, except for himself, was a deceiving ghost!

- Description from Novelupdates

One day, Wang Ping joined a transmigrators' group chat, where each member could randomly transmigrate to different worlds and obtain their own exclusive cheats. Wang Ping thought he was about to reach the pinnacle of his life...

“Wait, 60 out of 67 group members went offline? What happened?”

“Ding, one group member was eliminated. Chen Kang, who joined the group chat at the same time as you, has died. He didn't survive for even ten seconds. All group members, please take this as a warning.”

Wang Ping was stunned, instantly realizing that this transmigrators' group chat was a huge scam, with a high mortality rate among its members. Death could happen in the blink of an eye.

Fortunately, Wang Ping awakened the Life Simulator!

“Ding, Life Simulator activated, talent refreshing...”

“Congratulations to the host for obtaining the golden talent—Holy Body, the legendary talent—Space-Time Celestial Body, and the legendary talent—Becoming Stronger By Taking In Disciples.”

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