The old man at the bottom of the cave sighed longly, "A thousand years ago, I was not stationed on this island, at that time, I thought I was a well-deserved 'protagonist' in the book, and anyone else, all the passers-by who appeared in my life, were green leaves lining my flowers, and a small supporting role that was not worth mentioning. Later, the sword formation that sealed the Demon Domain Scorched Earth Continent was formed, and as one of the leaders of the six clans, I fused my true body with this Tongtian Island, and from then on, the world was big, and I couldn't go anywhere, so I woke up...... In this so-called 'book', I am only a supporting character. If you don't have the life of the protagonist, what qualifications do you have to disbelieve in the number of lives? ”

Ying and Wei were both silent, and their faces were gloomy.

Yingchun, a legless old man with a tiger skin on his shoulder, looked at Wei Jie and asked a question: "Wei Jie, have you ever thought that you are the protagonist of a certain book?" ”

Wei Jie's eyelids lifted, but he was not humble, he nodded without hesitation, and asked rhetorically: "Old man Ying should have thought about it too." ”

Ying Chun grinned, and said with her chin tilted up a little: "That's nature." Who hasn't thought that he is the 'little God' of the whole world? ”

After a pause, Yingchun said again: "It's just that I was at that time, but I never thought that there was a real God in the outside world......

Wei Jie glanced at the old man in the white tiger skin who had been invincible in the ruins of the immortals, and said to himself: "Not everyone is like the old-timers, who is in charge of the conquest and the first killer in the world. ”

Ying Chun snorted quickly, and immediately choked in a pretending dazed tone: "Who relied on the reincarnation identity of the eldest son of the Jade Emperor to realize the divine power of the Blue Emperor and ascend to the sky in one step?" ”

Wei Jie didn't want to continue, so he had to change the topic, pretending to be regretful and regretful, and looked up at the top of the cave.

Wei Zhengqi, who has already proclaimed himself "Bi Qing Sanren", pinched his thumb at this time, made a Taoist bow, clasped his hands, and didn't know who he was worshipping, he muttered to himself: "The world is impermanent, everything is determined by heaven, but I ask the immortal outside the sky who writes the book to be a little merciful and give Wei Jie a better ending......

Unexpectedly, the old man suddenly raised his voice, and said in that male duck voice: "the good ending, the so-called providence is unpredictable, you beg him, what kind of 'book writer' can really respond to requests?" If that is the case, there should be no joys and sorrows in the world, and there should be no birth, old age, sickness and death! ”

Zhuge Jielu, whose eyes were wrapped in black veil, agreed with this, and continued: "I also think that it is useless to ask for it, if there is really a person who writes books, then the final numerology of you and me and other laymen must have already been determined, and it is not something that can be easily changed by praying hard." ”

In the end, the self-proclaimed Terran Emperor of a thousand years of an island said in a tone that almost did not have any emotional fluctuations: "Thunder, rain and dew are all Jun's grace, and the avenue is reciprocating, all of which are the will of heaven!" ”

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"Oh my God...... Where's the money?! ”

Qiu Jin's eyes were about to fall out, "Brother Ling, you, you robbed the imperial court's treasury?" ”

Flicking his right wrist, he shook out no less than 10,000 taels of gold from the bracelet of the red refining ruins, and Ling Zhen, a green-robed guest, was rich enough to rival the country, and he had the capital not to treat money as money.

At this time, the young master of the Ling family raised his head and laughed arbitrarily, "Brother Qiu, if it's not my younger brother, I'll blow it to you, down to the master of the official family, up to the prince of the dynasty, and he may not be richer than me Ling Zhen!" ”

In the realm of ruins where Xu Baiyan sits.

The magic elm money named "ingot" has transcendent magical powers.

Now, it has spit out five majestic mountains for Ling Zhen.

What mountain?

Gold and silver mountains!

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On the streets of Xiangling City, he met an old friend from the past, and after a hundred merry sword qi in his body, if there was no Qinglong true qi that Ling Zhen had input into his body.

and the "Dragon Pill" that Ling Zhen once obtained from the Great Dragon Rouge in the Eight Poles City to continue his life.

Even if Qiu Jin doesn't die, nine times out of ten he will fall to the next level.

Although he has not fallen now, he is really hurt.

For this, Qiujin did not thank much.

Ling Zhen is his own brother.

The great grace is not grateful, and there is no need for thanksgiving between brothers.

When it's time to hand over the other party's life and death, you will see if it's a true brother.

The Missing Moon Building was located in a luxurious private room on the top floor, and it was full of money that Ling Zhen spent a lot of money to buy.

At the table full of delicacies, Qiu Jin was dressed in dark green clothes, and her long curly hair was as scorched as dead leaves, like autumn leaves.

This is the tragic price that must be paid after losing the Supreme Heavenly Dragon's physique.

Sitting next to him was Ling Zhen, who generously donated money today and brought his good brother to visit the Qinglou.

Ling Zhen's most handy trick.

That's a treat to visit the Green House!

I remember back then, when I was still in Tianshen Villa, I went out to play, and met a friend who could talk to me, a woman, it was not interesting, and at most I had a good night.

As for the men, they went to the Qinglou to drink and talk, drink happily, and sleep comfortably.

There is also a woman wearing a pure white robe, with waist-length hair red like flames, who is the noble princess of the Western Regions, Ye Yiran.

Qiu Jin looked at the white-robed woman with red hair like a waterfall and was gobbling up on the table, and said with a smile: "Eat slowly, no one will rob you." ”

Compared with this princess of the Western Regions, even the eating appearance of Ling Zhen when he ate was a lot more polite.

Sure enough, everything has to be compared to see it to be interesting.

Ye Yiran was really hungry, and he didn't care about the princess's demeanor, like a pig, he gulped the food into his mouth, and ate it like a madman.

Qiu Jin took a sip of wine and commented with a smile: "Red-haired monster, you are really suitable for wearing white clothes, red hair with white clothes, tsk, perfect match!" ”

Ling Zhen stopped his chopsticks and admired it.

Yes, Brother Qiu has a unique vision.

The red hair and white robe are beautiful.

In front of Ling Zhen, Qiu Jin reached out and touched Ye Yiran's slender arm again, "The fabric of this silk is really good, soft and smooth, but it is a little more expensive, nearly one hundred and fifty taels per foot...... But it doesn't matter, it's Brother Ling's pocket anyway, haha! ”

This time, Ling Zhen, who relied on the magic elm money and owned the gold and silver mountains, has always been the most arrogant and heroic.

The green-robed guest waved his hand and said relaxedly: "It's just a little money, what's the matter?" ”

Ye Yiran stopped his chopsticks, gave Qiu Jin a fierce look, and then continued to eat wildly, pulling all kinds of delicacies into his mouth.

"Generous, not stingy with money at all, Brother Ling is really chivalrous!"

The man with the curls on his head and all the yellow hair praised.