The old man in the crane cloak who was at the bottom of the cave let out a long sigh, "Thousands of years ago, I was not stationed on this island. At that time, I considered myself the well-deserved 'protagonist' in the book. Anyone else who appeared in my life was All passers-by were green leaves that complemented my flowers, and they were small supporting roles worth mentioning. Later, the sword formation that sealed the Demonic Scorched Earth Continent was completed. As one of the leaders of the six tribes, I integrated my true body with this Tongtian Island. , from then on, the sky was big and the earth was big, and I couldn't go anywhere, so I suddenly realized... In this so-called 'book', I am just a supporting role. I have no protagonist, so what qualifications do I have to not believe it? What is destiny?"
Both Ying and Wei were silent and looked gloomy.
Ying Chun, a legless old man wearing a tiger skin over his shoulders, looked at Wei Jie and asked a question: "Wei Jie, have you ever thought that you are the protagonist in a certain book?"
Wei Jie raised his eyelids, but he was not self-effacing. He nodded without hesitation and asked, "Mr. Ying must have thought this way before."
Ying Chun grinned, raised his chin and said, "That's natural. When you were young and unrestrained, did you never think that you were the 'Little God' of the whole world?"
After a moment of pause, Ying Chun added: "At that time, I never thought that there is a real God in the outside world..."
Wei Jie quickly glanced at the white tiger-skinned old man who was once invincible in the banished immortal and returned to the ruins with a joke-like look, and said to himself: "Not everyone is like the old man, who is in charge of conquests and wars. In the sky, The most lethal White Tiger Emperor in the world."
Ying Chun snorted quickly, and immediately choked out in a faked bewildered tone: "Who relied on the reincarnation status of the Jade Emperor's eldest son to realize the Qing Emperor's magical power and reach the sky in one step?"
Wei Jie didn't want to continue, so he had to change the topic, pretending to be regretful, and looked up at the top of the cave.
Wei Zhengqi, who had proclaimed himself "Biqing Sanren", held his thumbs and performed a Taoist ceremony. He folded his hands and didn't know who he was worshiping. He murmured to himself: "The world is impermanent, everything is determined by fate." , but I hope that the heavenly immortal who wrote the book can be a little merciful and give me Wei Jie a better ending..."
Unexpectedly, Mr. Ying suddenly raised his voice and said in a drake voice: "Fuck the happy ending. The so-called God's will is unpredictable. If you ask him, can that 'writer' really respond to your requests?" If that were the case, there should be no joys and sorrows, birth, old age, sickness, and death in the world!"
Zhuge Jielu, whose eyes were wrapped in black gauze, agreed with this and continued: "I also think it is useless to ask for it. If the person who wrote the book really exists, then the ultimate numerology for you and me must have been already known. A fixed number cannot be easily changed by praying hard.”
Finally, the self-proclaimed human emperor who had been an island for a thousand years said in a tone with almost no emotion: "Thunder, rain, and dew are all your grace, and the way forward is God's will!"
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"Oh my god... where can I find so much money?!"
Qiu Jin's eyes almost popped out, "Brother Ling, you robbed the imperial treasury?"
With a flick of his right wrist, the green-robed guest Ling Zhen pulled out no less than ten thousand taels of gold from the Scarlet Lian Ruins Bracelet. He was as rich as anyone in the country and had the capital not to treat money as money.
At this time, the young master of the Ling family raised his head and laughed heartily, "Brother Qiu, I am bragging to you if you are not a younger brother. From the official master to the current prince, they are not necessarily richer than me, Ling Zhen." !”
In the Guixu Realm where Xu Bailing is in charge.
The magic elm coin named "Yuanbao" possesses supernatural powers.
Now, it has spit out five towering mountains for Ling Zhen.
What mountain?
Mountains of gold and silver!
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After meeting an old friend by chance on the streets of Xiangling City, and receiving hundreds of romantic sword qi in his body, it would have been impossible if Ling Zhen had not injected the Qinglong Qi into his body.
And the "Dragon Pill" that Ling Zhen once obtained from the body of the great dragon Rouge in Baji City to extend his life.
Even if Qiu Jin survives, he will most likely fall to the next level.
Although he is not in a bad situation now, he is still seriously injured.
Qiu Jin has nothing to thank for this.
Ling is really his brother.
There is no need to express gratitude for a great favor, and there is no need for brothers to thank each other.
When it's time to commit life and death to the other person, you will know whether they are true brothers or not.
Queyue Building is located in a luxurious private room on the top floor. It is filled with pictures that Ling Zhen spent a lot of money to buy.
Beside the table filled with delicacies, Qiu Jin was dressed in dark green clothes, with long curly hair tied up, which was as brown as a dead leaf, like an autumn leaf.
This is exactly the painful price that must be paid after losing the body of the Supreme Great Heavenly Dragon.
Sitting next to him was Ling Zhen, who had generously donated money today and brought his best friend to visit the brothel.
Ling Zhen's most handy trick.
That is to treat guests to a brothel!
Yao remembers that back then, when I was still at Tianshen Villa, I went out to play and met a friend I could chat with, a woman. It was not a big deal, and I could only have fun for one night.
As for the men, they were taken to the brothel to have a good drink and sleep comfortably.
There was another woman wearing a pure white robe with waist-length hair as red as flames. She was Ye Yiran, the noble princess of the Western Regions.
Qiu Jin looked at the white-robed woman with red hair who was devouring food at the table, and said with a smile: "Eat slowly, no one will compete with you."
Compared with this princess of the Western Regions, even the way Ling Zhen eats looks much more polite.
Sure enough, everything has to be compared to be interesting.
Ye Yiran was so hungry that he didn't care about the manners of a princess. He ate like a pig and ate in big mouths, eating like crazy.
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 and white clothes, tsk tsk, a perfect match!"
Ling Zhen stopped his chopsticks and admired it.
Yes, Brother Qiu has really unique vision.
Red hair and white robe, so beautiful.
In front of Ling Zhen, Qiu Jin reached out and touched Ye Yiran's slender arm, "The fabric of this silk is really good, soft and smooth, but it's a little bit expensive, one foot costs nearly one hundred and fifty." Two...but it doesn’t matter, Brother Ling paid for it anyway, haha!”
Ling Zhen, who now owns mountains of gold and silver with the help of magic money, has always been the most generous and heroic person.
Qing Pao Ke waved his hand and said relaxedly: "It's just a small amount of money, what's the big deal?"
Ye Yiran stopped his chopsticks, gave Qiu Jin a hard look, and then continued to eat wildly, shoving all kinds of delicacies into his mouth.
"He is generous and not stingy with money at all. Brother Ling is really chivalrous!"
The man with the yellow curly hair on his head praised.
