Fated to My Billionaire Husband - Chapter 1242: What Secret to Tell Ruan Tianling?

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Yi Linglong, no one has seen her face, no one knows her gender, but there are rumors in the rivers and lakes that this is a man who looks like a good woman.
His martial arts are strong, cold as frost, and a dagger seems to be able to kill all living beings in the world.
He kills one person in ten steps and does not stay for thousands of miles, but he has a maverick that is different from other Jianghu people.
His story can be said for three days and three nights. As a unique existence among assassins, he has become a legend. …
“I told you about the deeds of my male god, did you hear it?”
“I heard, I heard. Is there anything else? I’m going to collect sauerkraut.” Hua Rongyue waved her hand and turned away.
“Hey? Why is it not like you? Is it interesting, cooperate with me anyway, what is my male god doing now? You can figure it out, let me figure it out.”
Hua Rongyue, “…”
——If my calculation is correct, your male god estimates that 80%, maybe, is now accumulating sauerkraut in a small medical hall…

Content tags: Jianghu grievances, disguise, misunderstandings, women disguised as men
Search keywords: Protagonist: Hua Rongyue (Yi Linglong) ┃ Supporting role: People in the Jianghu ┃ Others: Hua Rongyue, Yi Linglong
One-sentence introduction: rushing through the rivers and lakes~

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