Fantasy: The Supporting Role Does Not Want To Be A Younger Brother

The dark sky was dead silent, and a beautiful figure walked to the edge of the deserted cliff and cried loudly.

"Why, why did it become like this, ah-"

Ling Yan'er has been having a lot of fun these days. Having new friends to accompany her makes her play so much that she often forgets to go home.

Maybe it was a whim, or maybe she wanted to go home and have a look. Don't let her family worry. When she got home, she couldn't believe it, she couldn't believe it was true.

Thinking of that dignified, generous, graceful and decent smile, the man who always taught earnestly, actually squatted on the ground to do such a thing.

There is also the figure who makes me happy every day, an excellent generation of Tianjiao, who actually sits behind his back in his own home and strokes her head.

Tears kept falling, and she could only cry silently. This kind of repression that couldn't be vented made her really uncomfortable. She didn't know how to face it or how to take over the life.

My father has been in seclusion all the year round. Since he became a holy son, the big brother has been indifferent to the affairs of the family. What should she do? Is it possible to watch the beautiful memories shattered, or silently pretend not to know, and continue to play the lively and lovely role. little girl.

I've been standing for a long time, I don't know why I can feel the cold, Qian Ying just stood there alone, let the breeze blow by.

Soft footsteps came, and a white figure hugged her and whispered, "I'm sorry!"

Ling Yan'er burst into tears: "Why, tell me why you did this?"

Ji Changju just came out of Ling Mansion. Although he was in a warm nest, how could he hide his every move outside.

He did not evade and just enjoyed love like this. As for what happened today, it will still happen in the future.

Ji Changju wiped away the girl's tears and said, "I really like you and her very much. You two are like my lovers, so I don't want to give up either!"

"Shameless, bastard, I'll beat you to death!"

Struggling to open his arms and turned around, he beat Ji Changju's chest desperately until he lost his strength and was hugged into his arms again.

Ji Changju said dishonestly, "Come back with me, I'll cook something for you alone."

"Go away, let go of your dirty hands."

Ji Changju ignored it and forcibly took the aggrieved little girl back to his courtyard.

After a while of busyness, she made some food and drinks, and even coaxed and coaxed Ling Yan'er to eat something. She didn't know if she was hungry, or if the food was delicious, or maybe she was careless.

After eating and drinking, Ling Yan'er asked, "What are you going to do next?"

He picked up his delicate body and walked to the bedroom, and closed the door to open the barrier: "After all, she is not my woman, I want to accept you now!"

"Bastard hooligan!"

A storm without gunpowder smoke passed like this, and the flattering voice made the whole night forget the troubles, and there must be blood and rain.

The next morning the two cuddled together, Ji Changju gently drew an arc, and the woman patted each other's hand away and said, "Don't make trouble."

"Okay, get up, let's go to your house for dinner!"

"Are you still going?"

"Why can't you go, everyone is safe and sound, you are still the good girl, don't you worry about your family if you don't go back?"

"Hmph, it's just that you have a lot of tricks, it's you who want to go."

"There is a saying in my hometown that the person who loves me gives everything for me, and I feel sad for the person I love."

"What's the meaning?"

"It's just that two horse-drawn carriages are not easy to drive."

"rogue."

In the end, the two of them got up. As for Ling Yaner, who was seriously injured, she could only claim that she had fallen, and asked Ji Changju to help her home. When the two came to Ling's house, Ling Yan'er was no longer as lively as she used to be, but there was nothing unusual. She saw that Xia Huizhen was secretly pinched by Ji Changju.

The three of them all restrained themselves a lot, and they couldn't hold back their itchiness. They ran back and forth in the name of helping, Xia Huizhen was dumbfounded, and Ling Yaner pretended not to know.

The days passed slowly, and it was getting closer and closer to the competition. Ji Changju lived a high-profile life, with Ling Yaner normally, Fu Hongyan in secret, and occasionally Ma Ronger had to eat.

As for the one from the Ling family, he did not defend himself in the end. When he was cooking seriously in the kitchen, he experienced the beauty that he had never had before.

"Ding, successfully captured the mother of luck, reward 8000.0000 gold coins, a few cultivation bases!"

"Ding, successfully captured the best female supporting role, rewarded with 5000.0000 gold coins, a few cultivation bases!"

As expected of the son of the strongest luck, these rewards are really rich. My strategy has not yet begun, and I don't know where I can get myself.

"Dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong!"

The ninth bell rang, the grand event of the Tianluo Sect was approaching. This competition was unprecedentedly strong. The crowds were no longer enough to describe. I saw outside Tianluo Peak, large and small hills, innumerable people poured in.

There are also people who came to the ceremony ahead of time, most of them are affiliated forces of the sect, and the sects that they have made friends with, and even the top forces that are hundreds of thousands of miles away have sent people to come.

At the foot of Tianluofeng Mountain, there is a huge square, and all the surrounding areas have become high platforms, which are used to prepare for the audience.

There is a more solemn position in the north of Gaotai. The top floor is the position of the high-level sect, the next two seats are the seats of the saint son and the saint, and the next one is the position of the Sequence Disciple.

At the height of Tianluofeng, the sect master Yao Yiming led all the high-level core disciples to descend from the sky. From the bottom of the square, it seemed that a group of immortal soldiers descended to the main guest stage with suffocating coercion and took their seats.

Yao Yiming stood in a high position, the only majesty I had in the audience!

"On the Eastern Continent, the strong are respected. My Tianluo Sect has been established for 160,000 years, and it has become the top sect on the top of the continent!"

"Tianluo Shengzong established the ancestral teachings, taking the slaying of demons and demons as its own responsibility, and educating the people as its will, and defending the dignity of the famous sect with fellow comrades, and working hard for the safety of trillions of souls in the mainland!"

"If you want to stand on the top of the continent, you must have incomparably powerful strength. This competition is also the way forward for all disciples. Use battle to prove your worth, use battle to baptize the bright future, and use battle to reach the pinnacle of life. All the disciples of the Tianluo Sect, fight, fight, fight!"

"War, war, war..."

"War, war, war..."

"War, war, war..."

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"I announce that this competition will officially begin!"

A wonderful competition has begun, with hundreds of thousands of disciples divided into large and small arenas.

For example, the high-level sect leaders left after the sect master spoke. The current game is not worth their watch at all, and only some low-level elders are left to preside over.

Ji Changju glanced at the position of the Holy Child and the Holy Maiden and left. Currently, his position can only be with the Sequence Disciple.

He won't be able to get his turn at all in the first half of the game, so he has to wait for ten or twenty days, so he can only go back first.

Ji Changju and Ma Rong'er came together. They are not very famous now, and only high-level officials nodded when they saw them.

"See the target!"

"I see!"

"Well, then you will challenge the first sequence first, and then defeat her!"

"Don't worry, brother, Rong'er knows, but I'm a little dry right now, is there anything you can do?"

"Oh, well, I'll take you to get some water."