Ji Ting'an, the most beautiful woman in Dayu, is going to cultivate immortality. Thousands of girls in Ningyang can't help but shed tears in Quyang River.
Ji heard a joking female voice coming from the An Ling Terrace: "Boy, you are quite popular."
Ji Ting'an: "... Thank you for the compliment, senior."
Damn it, he wouldn't want to become an immortal if he wasn't forced to! ! !
Forget it, it's better to let him cultivate immortality than to study. If you want to cultivate immortality, just cultivate immortality.
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Isn't this right? To cultivate an immortal, one must be as pure-hearted and as pale as a chrysanthemum. Why are the brothers, sisters, and uncles from Kunqiong Mountain so lively and daring to love and hate...
Master: "Huaisheng, the time is almost here. It's time for you to go down the mountain and practice."
Ji Ting'an said with a voice: "Wait a minute..."
The first beauty was kicked down the mountain mercilessly by her master.
This article is Ji Anan's daily life of relaxing and cultivating immortals (fog)
Tips: This article was born out of the author's imagination. It's the first time I've officially written an article. Everyone will read it.
It's a super large group portrait with many supporting characters. In addition to the protagonist, many of them have fixed CPs (we, Ji An Ansu, are single (*? I`*))
Purpose: To establish a destiny for the people and create peace for all generations.
