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Open your eyes and go back to being twelve years old! This is a story with a very handsome heroine.

Ji Ling, the leader of the clan who was plotted to death, did not expect that when he opened his eyes again, he would become Ji Fushou, a descendant of his family two hundred years later!

Ji Zhouzi returned to 1996 and bound a system. The system is full of pride: Host, our goal is the boundless universe! Ji Zhouzi: Where did this idiot come from? The system laughed at Ji Zhouzi: Host, are you blind? You actually fell in love with an ignorant bastard? A few years later, when a reporter wanted to interview the two top scorers in the college entrance examination, she snorted coldly: Who do you think is blind? The system felt that his face was in great pain. The man held Ji Zhouzi in his arms and made a solemn promise: "Daughter-in-law, they used to laugh at you for being blind and fancying me, but now they are jealous and say you are not good enough for me. Just wait for me, and one day I will make them only fear you and not dare to say a bad word to you again." Ji Zhouzi: "Okay."

Zhao Xi was selected as a candidate for no reason. He heard that as long as he could complete the task, he could become an immortal god. Unfortunately, Zhao Xi's reaction to becoming a god fluctuated like this: To become a candidate, have you asked me for my opinion~~~Which lunatic invented this system needs to be beaten up one day~~~It seems pretty good~~~ Xingchen's answer is this: Haha [Do you need it]~~~Hehehe [Go and beat me up if you can]~~~Hmph [You know how great I, Lord Xingchen, are, right?]~~~ Mine clearance instructions: 1. It's imaginary, please don't take it seriously. 2. Wear clothes, but not quickly. 3. For unit dramas, start directly from the second episode. The first episode was completely broken. 4. The name is useless, please forgive me. 5. It is said that people who like to laugh and laugh often will be very lucky. I wish everyone a happy reading and always smile (*^__^*)...

Let's see how she can find a beautiful life in Huajindui. . . . . . . . . . .