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The old man in front of her is seven points similar to her immortal Shizu.

"Teacher Shizu... " For the first time, the face of monsoon smoke showed shock.

Jiru frowned slightly, looked at the stagnant monsoon smoke standing in front of his eyes, slightly lightened his voice and said: "Fengyan, what are you talking about?"

A word of wind and smoke, let the brain of monsoon smoke recover in an instant, looking at the old man of daoguxianfeng in front of her, her heart is covered with a wave of bitterness.

How could she forget that Shizu had already passed away.

"Wind and smoke have seen Grandpa." Maybe it\'s because the other side is very similar to his respected Shizu, but grandpa shouted out without any obstacles.

Jiru nodded and didn\'t care about the abnormality of monsoon smoke.

"Sit first." Jiru Dao.

Monsoon smoke sat down in the side obediently, Rao is to know that the other side is not their own ancestor, but that has a similar face, but still arouse the thoughts of monsoon smoke suppressed in the heart.

"I heard that you did well in Imperial College this time, but your second uncle mistakenly decided your life and death. Now, it seems that you are pretty good." Jiru looks up and down at his little - touched granddaughter.

Although Ji Ru is the head of Ji\'s family, he is so obsessed with cultivation that he seldom meets Ji Ru once or twice in Ji\'s family. When he was young, he only met Ji Ru once or twice in the new year. Each time, he just looked far away and never got close to him.

Hearing Jiru\'s words, monsoon smoke just smiled and didn\'t intend to say anything more.

"I will punish your second uncle for his mistake and omission. However, your death has been reported to your majesty. Now that you are well, you will enter the palace as soon as possible and tell your majesty that you are still alive." Jiru Dao.

Ji chieftain was very happy. When he learned about the news of the death of monsoon smoke, he told the saint Dragon Emperor at the first time. He got a lot of pension babies, but he didn\'t say it. What\'s more, he gave back the fact that monsoon smoke had died.

This time the monsoon smoke returns, the quarter chieftain is no different then deceives the king.

Monsoon smoke looks at the face that is very similar to Shizu, but feels very strange at the moment. The person in front of her is not her Shizu, but Jiru, the head of Jijia family.

"Since I told your majesty about it, I can\'t do it as long as I speak again." With a smile of monsoon smoke, I can\'t help Ji\'s family clean up the mess after I recognize the reality.

Jiru looks at the monsoon smoke, because he seldom contacts with it. He doesn\'t know what the nature of his granddaughter is. Now when he hears it, Jiru already knows about the nature of the monsoon smoke.

Jiru didn\'t persuade jifengyan anymore, but recruited the steward of Jijia.

The Butler\'s legs trembled at the sight of the monsoon smoke.

"Go and call me all the kids of Ji\'s family." Jiru Dao.

The Butler nodded repeatedly, but did not know what Jiru wanted to do. He could only do it obediently.

Monsoon smoke is not urgent, she believes that Jiru should know about the situation of the original owner at Jijia. Now, she just wants to see how Jiru will deal with this matter.

In a short time, all Ji\'s family members were called to Ji Ru\'s study.