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

"Ding, the host conquers the strongest female protagonist, rewarding 200 million gold coins, a few cultivation bases!"

"Ding, the host makes the strongest heroine cut off the karma of the strongest protagonist, reward 100 million gold coins, and cultivate a few!"

The bright morning sun illuminated the highest point in the world, and the warm sunlight shone a little dazzlingly in the room.

Ji Changju held the old baby in his arms, the soft rabbit was squeezed as soft as water, the woman stretched and narrowed her eyes lazily.

"hiss--"

"What's wrong?"

"Freak, my mother is about to bloom."

"It was bloody."

"It's all your fault!"

Now there is no more sect and ancestor's situation, only Zhuang Dier, who has melted for ten thousand years, belongs to the most stalwart man in this Eastern Continent.

Both of them were lazy and reluctant to get up, and Ji Changju was also a little uncomfortable. He was just starting to be tens of thousands of years old, but he made him cry. If he hadn't strengthened his body, he would probably crawl out.

"I gotta go!"

"No, wait a little longer."

"If I wanted to take you to the Immortal World, would you be willing to give up this world?"

"Fool, when we reach our realm, we can condense a super-power clone, which is no different from the main body, only the consciousness is divided into primary and secondary, and a clone can be left in the lower realm."

"Good idea, if there is an old man in the family, there is a treasure!"

"Bad things, now I despise others."

"I'm complimenting you."

…………

Zhuang Die'er's words reminded Ji Changju that according to the plan, he will be able to soar in a short time, and he doesn't know what to do when he arrives in the fairyland, whether he will encounter danger.

A clone can continue to enjoy the supreme life of the mortal world, and even if it dies in the immortal world, it can be reborn in the lower world.

The woman he wants to take away can also find a way to take it away. If he doesn't take it away, he is afraid of being sprayed by pure love warriors raised by money. He still likes some women, such as Zhou Yu and others.

Now Ji Changju thinks of Bai Yunxi, Zhou Yu, Li Yaner, Qiu Linger, Xue Qingqing, Fu Hongyan, Ling Yaner, and Zhuang Dier.

Zhou Min, Queen, Princess, Ji Zihan, Tuoba Qianxue, Xian'er, Xia Huizhen, Ma Rong'er.

Also in the plan...

The first echelon is what you want to stay, and some of the second echelon are inseparable from the status quo, you choose a few yourself, some don’t care about it, and some can only use money to eliminate disasters to see the aftermath.

There is only one Ma Rong'er, which is a bit difficult to handle. This girl is absolutely loyal. If she abandons her today, she will see the corpse tomorrow. Maybe her first half of her life is dead, and she will be reserved for her clone to be a villain's subordinate.

Immortals are different. Once it is difficult to meet again in the ascension, he will have to travel to the end of the world. He will not take him to the fairyland like the protagonist.

"Emperor Yang, Duke Cao, different situations lead to different ways!"

"I'm not as good as me, you'll never be as good as me!"

Last night's vision spread throughout the whole of Zhongzhou, and it was spreading rapidly, and the reputation of Tianluo Shengzong had once again reached its peak.

The high-level sects looked at each other, their faces were embarrassed and dull, no one dared to talk nonsense, and there was only one question in their hearts: Who is Chang Ju?

Ling Tian was also dumbfounded. Maybe others were somewhat puzzled. He really understood what the vision was like last night. The dragon was flying and the phoenix was dancing. The dragon and the phoenix were auspicious. That person was actually more fierce than Zhuang Die'er.

Luck is illusory, Ling Tian noticed something, and since last night, something was passing from him.

"Chang Ju, when did I offend you, why did you treat me like this!"

The most bland thing was Old Ghost Mo. It wasn't that he wasn't surprised, it was because he was just pretending to be confused. That person could call Master if he wanted to, or Old Ghost if he didn't want to. We didn't know anything, and we didn't pay anything anyway.

Dressed in white, she is more graceful than snow, and the young man's feet are empty, showing the appearance of an immortal.

A girl in blue stood at the gate of the courtyard. Her pale complexion made her pitiful, her tall figure made her peaceful and picturesque, and her long legs were equipped with a medium-sized fort. Her research needs to be improved.

Yin Lan'er is not a fool, but she is very shrewd. As long as she wasn't blind, she would have guessed what happened last night. Although she couldn't believe it, there was only such a couple in heaven and earth.

So she waited in front of the door early, the opportunity was right in front of her, she had to get the treasure no matter what, and the rest depended on the will of God.

Ji Changju came to the door and saw the woman, but without speaking, they both disappeared in place.

The room was a little dark, and Yin Lan'er, who was weak, was startled: "Cough, Lan'er sees the adults!"

Ji Changju's eyes were all transparent, and the weak Yin Lan'er couldn't resist it, and nodded, "Yes, barren places are rare!"

Yin Lan'er panicked, her heart was pounding, her pale face was blushing, she lowered her head and didn't dare to look at each other.

"Sir, Lan'er is here for the Frozen Treasure!"

"Well, give me a dance!"

"Yes!"

Although Yin Lan'er is weak, she is still good at mortal dance, and she was interrupted when she was about to dance.

"I don't like traditional ones, your clothes are too thick."

Yin Lan'er was like a helpless child at this time, she had no right to speak at all, and she wanted to live and die.

The cold and biting character is also weak and powerless at this moment, tears fall, clothes fall, and Taoist heart droops, without reservation.

There is a little red lips on the pink face, the expression is shy and shy, the delicate part is like a pink peach petal, and the demeanor has the appearance of a secluded orchid.

The ink hair is draped like a waterfall on the side, the plain makeup is elegant and the face is faintly sad, and the petite and fair feet are walking gracefully.

Outside the mountain, the building outside the Castle Peak, the white tiger weeps and does not look back.

The dance stopped, and the woman stood there quietly, waiting for God's order. At this time, Yin Lan'er was no longer as energetic as she used to be.

"Come and get closer to me!"

Yin Lan'er's small steps are like that of an injured kitten, her tall and slim body is slender, and the rabbit jumps with every step she takes.

Looking at the obedient Yin Lan'er, she took the other party in her arms, the woman was shy, and the hug was like a baby's shush.

After kissing the back of Xiang Xiang, his hand went down, his icy constitution was flustered, and his breath kept heating up.

He picked up the girl and walked into the bedroom. He took out a small ball with a dangerous flame sealed in it. Although it was an ice flame, its destructive power was also very powerful.

"You can't absorb it alone. You need to double-cultivate with me to help you refine it. Would you like to?"

Yin Lan'er looked at the icy flame, as if it was a peerless elixir that attracted her. Looking at this cold and domineering man, she opened up...

The vision of the Holy Body appeared again above the void, and the entire Tianluo Sect was numb, but he still had to go out and have a look.

I saw a goddess of ice and snow born a thousand feet tall, cold and noble and defiant.

"Hoohoho...!"

Just hearing a dragon roar resounding through the sky, the 30,000 zhang blue dragon's eyes were all surrendered.

The snow goddess Jiaoquan was taken away by the real dragon, and her petite body hung on the giant dragon, which made her look extremely pitiful.

"what"

This scene seems familiar, a few convulsions in the sect, one is stupid, the other is angry!