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**Chapter 1 Ji Parents **
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Once again, I woke up from my sleep. Ji Changkong sat up on the wooden bed and looked out the window. It was just bright. Putting on Tsing Yi quickly, holding a handful of cold water in his hands and casually rubbing it on his face, Ji Changkong can’t wait to go out.
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The year is in spring, the day is in the morning, but for Ji Changkong, the morning is not a good time.
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Hurrying to the house, picking up the sleeves, Ji Changkong immediately began to work. Adding materials, firing, adding water, and noodles, he is very skilled in this series of actions, obviously not the first time to do these things.
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Collapse and collapse! Hey!
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There was a burst of violent noise outside. It was the sound of cracking bluestone and broken bones. Ji Jiaer Lang was training the flesh and bones in the morning, in the hope of being able to go further on the hard road of cultivation.
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In the house, Ji Changkong, who is frying the lettuce, listened to the sound of the cracked green rock outside, and stunned God. His face suddenly fell a bit more and sighed, and Ji Changkong put his attention on the lettuce in the pot. Above, but a secret scream - the lettuce has been fried.
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“In the sky, is breakfast better? Today, the urban master will come over, the three-year-old Jijia Tianshi test, Chen will start, we must hurry!” The door came with a pleasant female voice, the voice After a while, Ji Yunyun has already arrived at the house.
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etc.
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**Chapter 1 Ji Parents **
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Once again, I woke up from my sleep. Ji Changkong sat up on the wooden bed and looked out the window. It was just bright. Putting on Tsing Yi quickly, holding a handful of cold water in his hands and casually rubbing it on his face, Ji Changkong can’t wait to go out.
.
The year is in spring, the day is in the morning, but for Ji Changkong, the morning is not a good time.
.
Hurrying to the house, picking up the sleeves, Ji Changkong immediately began to work. Adding materials, firing, adding water, and noodles, he is very skilled in this series of actions, obviously not the first time to do these things.
.
Collapse and collapse! Hey!
.
There was a burst of violent noise outside. It was the sound of cracking bluestone and broken bones. Ji Jiaer Lang was training the flesh and bones in the morning, in the hope of being able to go further on the hard road of cultivation.
.
In the house, Ji Changkong, who is frying the lettuce, listened to the sound of the cracked green rock outside, and stunned God. His face suddenly fell a bit more and sighed, and Ji Changkong put his attention on the lettuce in the pot. Above, but a secret scream - the lettuce has been fried.
.
“In the sky, is breakfast better? Today, the urban master will come over, the three-year-old Jijia Tianshi test, Chen will start, we must hurry!” The door came with a pleasant female voice, the voice After a while, Ji Yunyun has already arrived at the house.
… … …
etc.