Because Ningzhou has a slight case of OCD, all the bowls and chopsticks were bought new, and the slippers were also replaced.
Jiang Yixing originally insisted on taking responsibility for washing the dishes himself, but Ningzhou didn't want to entrust this task to others. He was always uneasy about others doing the washing because he felt that others wouldn't do it properly.
Jiang Yixing wholeheartedly agreed with this.
Then he sat on the sofa and played on his phone with a clear conscience.
With a Coke in his left hand, potato chips in his right, and popcorn on the coffee table, Jiang Yixing was intoxicated by the paradise of snacks.
Jiang Yixing only sat up abruptly when she felt the tension from the compression of spiritual energy.
His expression gradually contorted, and his hands clenched into fists.
Rong Hang, he has advanced again!
These days, is cultivation such a simple thing?
The spiritual energy around Jiang Yixing also became restless, as if it were rebuking Jiang Yixing for not working hard enough.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Jiang Yixing made a hand seal, and spiritual energy poured in one after another.
A pale green mist emanated from Jiang Yixing's body, and upon closer inspection, it appeared to be tiny particles dancing and leaping.
While Ningzhou was frying the broth, he poked his head out of the kitchen and, halfway through his sentence, said, "Jiang Yixing, you..."
Then I saw Jiang Yixing sitting upright on the sofa, with a peaceful expression. It was as if smoke was swirling around him, whether it was an illusion or something else.
Ningzhou was completely bewildered, and swallowed back what he was about to say.
For some reason, he felt that he shouldn't bother Jiang Yixing right now.
Once he calmed down, Jiang Yixing opened his chat history with Rong Hang, which was still about their last demon-catching operation. He quickly typed a few words and sent them:
You broke through?
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