Cannon fodder always wants to be the protagonist [Transmigration Book]

Unless there are special circumstances, monks rarely go to places where ordinary people live.But the Yunpian Cake in Chongyunfang under Chongming Mountain has always been Chen Fanshu's favorite. If Jing Fansheng passed by this place in the past, he would definitely come down to buy a bag for his younger brother and take it back to the mountain.

Therefore, even after more than ten years, he is very familiar with the layout of the streets at the foot of Chongming Mountain.

After all, he has lived in Chongming Mountain for hundreds of years, and the market at the foot of the mountain has not changed much.

The restaurant next to Chongyunfang is called Yuanlai Inn, and he ordered two jugs of wine from the shopkeeper, Jing Fansheng dragged Yan Xiaoran straight up to the second floor, and sat at a table by the window as usual.

By the time the two jars of fine wine came up, Jing Fansheng's soul had long been taken away by the scent of wine in the air.A beautiful smile bloomed on his face, and he couldn't wait to lift off the mud seal of one of the jars.

Filling up a glass for himself, and not forgetting to fill up for Xiao Ranjun who is not drinking on the other side, Jing Fansheng feels satisfied that he is really the best boyfriend of the year, and at the same time grabs the glass and clinks with Yan Xiaoran's, He drank the liquid in the cup in one gulp.

The smell of alcohol enters his throat, and he only feels warmth in his chest.

Although he couldn't drink much, Jing Fansheng felt a little tipsy after two glasses of wine this time.As soon as he was about to get drunk, he couldn't control himself. He was not an elegant person, but he liked to shake his head at this time and recite a few poems and songs that didn't match his lips, or hum a ditty.

The half-drunk and half-awake peach blossom eyes slightly opened a slit, and the exceptionally handsome Xiao Ranjun looked extremely gentle and jade-like in his field of vision.Jing Fansheng chuckled, took out two rag bags from Qiankun sleeves, rummaged through them and said, "Last time I auctioned off a few entry-level pills in Youzhou City and haven't given me the spirit stone yet, you can accompany me when you're free." I'll go get it."

Slowly rubbing his slender fingers against the wall of the cup, Yan Xiaoran nodded with a smile in agreement.

Jing Fansheng untied the two rag bags that were tied together in his hand, handed one to Yan Xiaoran casually, and said with a very generous smile: "The first batch of finished products refined on the [-]th, you will share one." .”

The fingers rubbing the outer wall of the cup suddenly stopped, and then he took the rag bag in the opponent's hand like a baby, and stroked it inch by inch, Yan Xiaoran's mouth curled up even more: "What is this? When did you practice it?"

Jing Fansheng shook his head and thought for a while before regretting, "When I was about five or six years old? I had a terrible headache and my mind was not sober, so I can't remember."

He only remembered that one day when he got up to look for a drink, he accidentally saw a child who was not as tall as a human thigh sitting cross-legged on the bed, and with the help of Qin Fengyun, he was sewing a piece of special fabric that was bigger than his small body bit by bit. Into the bag situation.

At that time, just looking at that tense little face with an unusually serious expression, the original extremely gloomy mood disappeared for some reason.

Yan Xiaoran said seriously: "It doesn't matter, he will refine many things in the future."

"Yeah." Jing Fansheng poured the third glass of wine into the glass, thinking that Eleven might have returned to Wuliang Mountain through the teleportation array, so he felt that they should go back too.

Just before the hand holding the jade cup was raised, a young man in black robe had already walked to their table.

Jing Fansheng's movements paused, without looking at the man, he just raised his lips slightly, and said unrulyly: "What? You came to kill me again?"

The figure of the plump and handsome young man in black with a sword hanging on his waist froze. The originally extremely smart boy had grown into a young man, and he stuttered slightly, "Eldest brother... I'm here to apologize to you... ..."

Before the young man could finish speaking, Jing Fansheng interrupted him: "I'm not your elder brother."

At this time, Shen Chenxing looked extremely depressed. He didn't have the posture of a suzerain in the Trial Trial before, but he looked like the child who occasionally did something wrong decades ago, shrugged his shoulders and waited for his punishment.He tried to explain: "If you hadn't been expelled from the sect at that time, the entire Chongming Mountain would have followed..."

After all, at that time Jing Fansheng was an evil spirit that everyone shouted and beat, and there were only a few people left in the entire Chongming Mountain at that time, so he really couldn't stand any impact.

But this kind of righteousness to protect the sect is nothing more than an excuse to put it bluntly.No matter how you say it, he was indeed the one who closed the gate of the mountain and allowed Jing Fansheng to be chased and killed outside.

Ever since he saw blood soaked in the plain and clean flagstone road before, he was no longer that innocent young boy.

He hated everyone.

Everyone died, only Jing Fansheng lived alone.At that time, I was completely unable to rationally distinguish between good people and bad people, and was unable to judge whether the big brother was behind the scenes.

He blamed him, blamed him for being strong but not able to protect the sect.He also blamed him, blamed everyone for dying, and he was the only one who survived alone.

Did he think so because he hoped that Jing Fansheng would die at that time?He doesn't want to.No matter how many times he asked himself, he never wanted it.But after all, he was too resentful.

It's just that this kind of resentment and hatred began to waver with age and experience, and became less extreme.It wasn't until he saw Xiao Ranjun and Yan Yiyang's attitude towards Jing Fansheng in the meeting hall of Xiaoxiang Palace that he felt that maybe he was really wrong——

He resents Jing Fansheng for not being able to protect everyone, but the people he hates are always those who don't take other people's lives seriously and wantonly hurt others.

Although, what he hates the most is himself who is young and powerless, unable to do anything.

But he shifted this hatred to his elder brother who was actually more uncomfortable than anyone else. In any case, if he was wrong, he was wrong.

Shen Chenxing lifted his clothes and knelt on the ground with his knees pointing. He no longer hugged his brother's waist coquettishly begging for forgiveness like a child, but said to Jing Fansheng with a very solemn attitude: "I'm sorry, senior brother!" you."

Jing Fansheng sighed silently, thinking that people really have their own fate and fate, and they are also children who were brought up by themselves. Shen Chenxing was not much older than Shishi when Chongming Mountain was undergoing great changes, but if If eleven, what would he do?

Thinking of death, Eleven, who is unwilling to change his face and deny his relationship with him, and Eleven, who would automatically hold the black black sword in front of him when he was seriously injured when he was fighting demons and catching ghosts, Jing Fansheng felt that if his little Eleven If you don't, you must be unable to drive away, and you must accompany yourself in the bloody battle to the last moment...

However, he didn't really need to worry about it.He will never let this happen again.

Jing Fansheng, who felt that he still had a lot to do, shook Shen Chenxing away with a flick of his sleeve. He didn't use any force, but just pushed the young man kneeling at his feet away a few steps. Said: "You don't have to apologize to me, just manage the sect well."

Shen Chenxing was shocked again, he raised his breath and asked in a low voice with hope in his eyes: "Then big brother, will you come back?"

Will you go back?Subconsciously raised his head to look at the white-clothed young man sitting opposite him, the other party didn't seem to mind what the answer he gave would be, and without blinking, he cast that soft gaze on himself, and kept looking at him. .

Jing Fansheng felt that the gloom and hesitation in his heart were instantly dissipated by the hot gaze.

Letting Shen Chenxing kneel next to him anxiously, he swayed on the chair for a while, his slightly hazy drunken eyes slightly bent into nice arcs, and Jing Fansheng hummed that inaudible little tune again.After humming a song, he suddenly flicked his sleeves, and smiled as usual: "I am drunk and sleepy, and I will go, Ming Dynasty... Let's explain about Ming Dynasty."

After saying that, he picked up the jade cup in front of him, raised his neck and drank it down in one gulp.

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The distance between Chongming Mountain and Wuliangjian is not too far, without building a teleportation array, the two simply "slowly" flew back on the Windless.

The white clothes and black hair were blown by the cold wind, but the handsome young man didn't feel the same, he just stood on the bow of the boat with his hands behind his back in a daze.

Yan Xiaoran raised his hand to cast a barrier on him, walked into it himself, stretched out his arms around his thin waist, and asked in a warm voice: "What are you thinking?"

"People say that you can see old age at the age of three, but I don't understand my little brother." Stretching in the young man's arms, Jing Fansheng simply looked back. He fell down, put all his weight on it and said with a smile: "But he is a demon preserved by my master after all, and he is also the suzerain of Chongming Mountain. If he does not do well in the future, Mr. Xiao Ran, you have to look at me for my sake." Give him a hand."

"Okay." The long and narrow Danfeng eyes also bent slightly, and he simply bent over and put Jing Fansheng down on the deck with force on his arms. He said, "What else does Jingqi want me to do?"

Being sprayed on his face by the warm air, Jing Fansheng just felt dizzy.Thinking about being by my son's side all this time, it seems that I haven't done that kind of thing for a long time, so when I got drunk, I said without a word: "I still have to have sex."

Yan Xiaoran was slightly stunned, then said hello with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and then he lowered his head and covered his thin lips that were always able to say some surprising and extremely pleasing words without shame or impatience.

After being kissed, Jing Fansheng responded enthusiastically, but when his lips and tongue intersected, he obviously used his nostrils to breathe, but he felt his chest getting tighter and tighter.However, the lecherous Jing Zhenren refused to let go, endured and endured, and finally pushed the young man away slightly when he saw that he was about to lose his breath.

Yan Xiaoran asked: "What?"

Jing Zhenren, who had already opened his clothes, lay on the deck and panted for a while, before saying, "Strange? Why do I always feel chest tightness and shortness of breath recently?"

Although a cultivator is still a mortal body, his physical fitness must be tens of thousands of times better than that of ordinary people. After breaking through this world, Jing Fansheng never felt uncomfortable except for injuries.

Just as he was feeling strange, Yan Xiaoran had already picked him up after his eyes darkened, and walked towards the cabin.

"Maybe I'm seasick." Yan Xiaoran said expressionlessly.

"Seasickness?" With Jing Fansheng's current cultivation level, apart from the fact that it would be troublesome to get injured from the sea of ​​consciousness, there would never be any problems with his body, so he said that he didn't take it to heart at all.

When he raised his eyes, he accidentally saw the young man's beautiful profile and chin, which made him unable to move his eyes away. Jing Fansheng casually agreed without thinking too much: "Maybe it is true."

"Go back and rest?" the young man continued.

"Rest?" At this moment, Jingren was still a little fuzzy, and he laughed lewdly: "Okay, rest!"

It's just that Jing Fansheng didn't expect that after putting him on the bed, although the young man rolled over and got on the bed, he really just rested.No matter what he said or how he moved, the young man just held him tightly in his arms, not letting anyone break free.

After tossing and tossing for a while, he was also a little sleepy when the strength of the wine came up, and he fell asleep without knowing it.

Two months later—

Jing Zhenzhen, who was admiring his own appearance in front of the big bronze mirror, felt that something was wrong.Why has his melon-seeded face, which was thin enough to fascinate all living beings, recently looked more and more...beautiful?

"Do you think I'm fat?" Jing Fansheng asked while holding his face while looking left and right.

Calmly raising his head from the ancient book, Yan Xiaoran purposely looked him up a few times: "I don't think so."

"Could it be my illusion?" Jing Fansheng muttered, while scanning his whole body carefully with his divine sense.If it weren't for that he only knows how to make alchemy and doesn't know how to see a doctor, he would have already given himself a pulse by now.

When his consciousness passed over his dantian, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

Since the monk entered the Nascent Soul stage, there will be a miniature version of himself in the dantian, so Jing Fansheng didn't find any abnormalities at first, but when he used his spiritual sense to probe the past again, he found that his lower abdomen was in addition to the Nascent Soul , and another piece of meat? !

"Damn chicken!" Jing Fansheng jumped up from the chair suddenly, and flew over like the wind to grab Yan Xiaoran's collar, "You found out a long time ago, didn't you?!"

Yan Xiaoran immediately threw the book in his hand, and wrapped his arms around Jing Fansheng's waist nervously.

But Jing Fansheng didn't let him hug him this time, and pushed the young man in white away. He walked around the room a little irritatedly, and he just pushed the door and went out, jumping from Ling Jue Peak with his toes point by point. down.

"Jing Qi!" Yan Xiao Ran opened his eyes wide, and immediately followed him out.

No wonder Yan Xiaoran took him very seriously these days, neither letting him go out nor letting him drink, even when he was on the bed, the young man's movements became extremely gentle... It was almost as if he had died!

Jing Fansheng flew through the air with a very bad complexion, wishing he could slap Junior Brother Chu who passed by and reluctantly came to say hello to the ground, thinking angrily, "What's wrong with him? That kid... is simply Great job!"

Flying all the way, he passed the gate guard stone of Wuliangjian, Jing Fansheng ignored the ancestors of Wuliangjian who had ascended to immortality and watched from the sky, and directly landed on it and stomped a few times, "What about being rigorous and sincere? The rigor is there, where the hell is the sincerity?!"

At this time, Yan Xiaoran had already rebelliously landed on the stone tablet with the four-character motto "Preciseness and Sincerity". Seeing Jing Fansheng's movements, he was startled, and immediately hugged him tightly.

He cried out with heartache and fear: "Jing Qi..."

After such a fuss, Jing Fansheng was a little out of breath again, so he decided to take a break: "Okay, you, you've got a lot of patience."

When he was eleven, he basically passed out all the way, and he didn't have any special feelings or memories.In addition, he always feels that he is a man, and this world is a monk. It is extremely difficult to continue the setting of heirs, and all kinds of deep-rooted thoughts are buried deep in his heart, not to mention that his heart is thicker than the mouth of a bowl, so he is Never thought that one day I would be able to get pregnant again!

What was even more unexpected was that Yan Xiaoran had already thought of it!

Yan Xiaoran was distressed and wronged, and there was a little cautiousness in his eyes, but he didn't dare to say more, he just said softly: "Don't get excited."

"Can I not be excited!" Jing Fansheng turned around and slapped the opponent's heart, Yan Xiaoran's body shook but he still didn't let go, but his expression looked more aggrieved and worried.

After two months of fear, he was finally noticed... Ignoring his injuries, Yan Xiaoran silently counted the days in his heart.Although I don't know when I was conceived, but it should be more than three months now.I don't know if the child of these three months is worth much to Jingqi...

Facts have proved that Yan Xiaoran's worry and deliberately pretending to be stupid are not unreasonable.Jing Fansheng didn't value blood relationship at all, and he could even be called cool in this regard.If he hadn't been in a half-dead coma when he was pregnant with eleven, he would have killed him long ago. How could there be Lord Yiyang, the demon king who will dominate the two sides of Liangyi Mountain in the future.

Jing Fansheng's shot was not light, and he regretted it after the filming.What has always been unbearable is that Yan Xiaoran was clearly aggrieved but stubbornly pretending to be fine, now that he suddenly saw him like this again, Jing Fansheng immediately calmed down a lot.

He used his spiritual sense to probe the lump of meat again, and he was sure that it was a live fetus.Jing Zhenzhen, who originally thought that everything was settled and was about to take a rest before going out to roam, suddenly felt that... life is hopeless.

"I'm afraid you don't want him." Yan Xiaoran said cautiously.

Jing Fansheng sneered: "You are right to be worried, I just don't want him."

The slender eyelashes trembled, Yan Xiaoran's expression was filled with pain, but he didn't say anything.

Up to now, he regards the things that Jing Fansheng likes about him as a gift from heaven, and he dare not say something like "just for me".

But he was really looking forward to the arrival of this child.Apart from the regret of his life that he missed the eleventh childhood, he always wanted to establish more connections with Jing Fansheng.

He was somewhat lucky before, thinking that maybe Jing Qi could see that he already had an eleven and not reject the second son so much, but now it seems that this matter has obviously touched Jing Fansheng's heart Bottom line...

Yan Xiaoran was gloomyly drooping his eyes and thinking about the countermeasures when he heard the person tightly hugged in his arms say in a low voice: "Forget it this time, there will never be a third one in the future!"

The surprise came too suddenly, Yan Xiaoran's dark eyes lit up in an instant, he wanted to hug Jing Fansheng tighter, but he didn't dare to use too much force, after wandering for a long time, he finally dared to hold Jing Fansheng close to his sweetheart. A small peck on the lips expresses excitement.

It's not that he doesn't know Yan Xiaoran's small calculations in his heart, so this problem has become extremely difficult. He feels sorry for Xiao Ranjun who has been in love with him for so many years, and Jing Fansheng couldn't bear to break his heart.

Besides, this time, no matter how you say it, I was negligent, and I was also at fault.Jing Zhenren hesitated again and again and decided to take responsibility bravely.Anyway, it was just delaying the time to go out for a few months... He gritted his teeth and passed.

Although, he can't wait to go back to study contraceptives immediately.

After coaxing Jing Qi well, he also stepped on the polished stone guarding the mountain gate several times, Yan Xiaoran asked for instructions more cautiously: "Go back?"

Before Jing Fansheng could speak, a voice suddenly came from the sky: "You two... I'll wipe it! Standing on the stone gate guarding the mountain gate and falling in love, you are indeed Jing Zhenren, so exciting!"

The originally excited, thankful and grateful expression was swept away, and Yan Xiaoran became expressionless in a blink of an eye: "Yuan Zhenren, why are you so free today?"

Yuan Xiao fell from the air to the ground with a smile on his face, and said hey: "My brother wants me to come out to find out the whereabouts of the monster. When I passed by here, I remembered my promise with Jing Zhenren, so I came here uninvited."

The stone guarding the mountain gate suddenly became cold.

But when he thought of Jing Fansheng's body, Yan Xiaoran quickly took back the cold air.

Jing Fansheng had already asked, "A promise? What kind of promise?"

"Didn't we already agree at the Great Phoenix Mountain, when will we have a fight? I'm so curious about your current strength!"

Yan Xiaoran's complexion instantly became gloomy: "Jing Qi is inconvenient right now."

"Inconvenient? What's the matter with you?" Yuan Xiao said with a look of surprise and sternness: "Could it be that one?"

In normal times, Jing Fansheng would never mind other people making such jokes, but it's a pity that it's not normal now - Jing Zhenren is really unusually sensitive to this.He almost gritted his teeth and said: "What are you talking about? Just hit!"

Yan Xiaoran was very thankful that he never let go of the hand on Jing Fansheng's waist, otherwise he would have flown out by now.He looked at him almost full of pleas.Although after experiencing a great battle, he faced thunder calamity, and after surviving thunder calamity, he faced a decisive battle with Chi Yan. After experiencing so many children, nothing happened at all, Yan Xiaoran faintly felt that the second child must also be is extraordinary.But what if?

Taking Jing Fansheng behind him, Yan Xiaoran said: "If the original real person wants to learn from each other, the deity can accompany him."

"Mr. Xiao Ran?" Yuan Xiao looked Yan Xiaoran up and down, and then laughed loudly: "Although I heard that Mr. Xiao Ran's current cultivation level is unfathomable, I really want to fight with you, but Mr. Jing, do you want to fight?" Is it really good for your daughter-in-law to come out and compete for you?... You are not still injured, are you?"

Hearing Yuan Xiao's words, Jing Fan was so angry that he almost spit out old blood.In the past, when he was really injured and couldn't use his spiritual power rashly, he really had no choice but to bear it.But the current self can beat this guy to the point where he cries for his father, but he still wants him to bear it?What a daydream!

Yan Xiaoran's expression faltered, because he was too afraid that Jing Fansheng would uncontrollably fight after being provoked for a while, so he simply pinched the sword art and drove the Jinghong sword to stab in the direction of Yuan Xiao amidst the sound of the unsheathed dragon's roar .

"Yuan Zhenren, offended."

The two colors, one white and one blue, fought fiercely in the air.

Ever since the release of coercion could completely suppress the enemy, Mr. Xiao Ran has never used a sword... because it is too destructive.

Although there is a difference in cultivation level, Yan Xiaoran can solve Yuan Xiao in minutes, but in order to exhaust the other party's cultivation level and physical strength, so that he will not have any strength to come to Jingqi for discussion in a short period of time, Xiao Ranjun still takes a lot of effort It took a lot of effort and effort.

Therefore, the Wuliangjian disciples who never had the chance to see their suzerain make a move all passed word of mouth, and all of them ran out regardless of whether they were in retreat or not. They stood on the ground with their necks raised and looked at the sky. Like a mouse, he "competed" with the original real person.

——Could it be that the suzerain is deliberately demonstrating sword moves for us to see?How could their suzerain let the opponent go every time they could control the enemy with one move, and every time the opponent wanted to escape from the battle, they would be dragged back by the suzerain?

That's right, that must be it!The suzerain is so kind to us, and even specially asked Yuan Zhenren to match each other!

In Jing Fansheng's words, the real Yuan Xiaoyuan was turned into a rag doll by Xiao Ranjun in the end.After putting the exhausted and ashamed rag doll Xiaoan in the guest room, he specially found a few reliable disciples Haosheng to take care of him. Jing Fansheng's stomach hurt three times from laughing.

"You, you two are bullying too much!" Yuan Xiao yelled aggrieved weakly.

Yan Xiaoran stood beside him expressionlessly.Jing Fansheng involuntarily stuffed the elixir to help restore physical strength into his mouth, and said with a smile: "I want to discuss with you in a few months, but I'm pregnant, so it's inconvenient."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone including Yan Xiaoran stopped breathing and turned their gazes to him.

Jing Fansheng felt that since he had decided to stay, the child had to have a legitimate identity like Eleven after birth.Instead of hiding it, it is better to announce it now, so as to save trouble in the future.

It's just that his eyes fell directly on him, and he rarely felt that his face was a little bit overwhelmed, "Ahem... a long time ago, a kind of elixir was developed, which can be used by men and women. What."

"What?" Yuan Xiao, who had lost his strength, stared wildly.

Anyway, after saying it, Jing Fansheng simply used his unscrupulous temperament to the maximum: "Have a baby, otherwise, how do you think Eleven came about?"

"Huh?" Breathing sounds came out of the room one after another.

——It turns out that the suzerain is not the stepfather Jing Zhenren found for Yiyang, but actually a relative.

——Let Jing Zhenzhen personally develop male and male fertility drugs, take it himself, and give birth to a child himself... worthy of our suzerain!

The Wuliangjian disciples who were lucky enough to learn about this matter looked at Yan Xiaoran with eyes that could no longer be described as admiration.

Noticing the hot eyes of several disciples looking at him and Jing Qi, Yan Xiaoran immediately lowered his face and said to Yuan Xiao: "Yuan Daoist has rested, please do what you want."

After saying that, he dragged Jing Fansheng back to Lingjue Peak.

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When I didn't know it before, I didn't notice it. After I discovered the problem, Jing Fansheng only felt that his stomach was getting bigger day by day to the extent visible to the naked eye.

When it was seven months old, Jing Fansheng didn't want to go out to meet people at all.

At this time, he felt happier when he fainted all the way in Jedi Valley.

Jing Fansheng felt uncomfortable, and Yan Xiaoran also had to suffer.For example, he wants to eat this kind of sour fruit one day, and one day wants to eat that kind of sweet fruit, each of which is a rare species that can only be found in a few small worlds, and the guardian beasts of the fruits are extremely powerful.At this time, Mr. Xiao Ran has to read the literature extensively to determine the location, then arrange the teleportation array, and then send his junior brother there to get the fruit...

There's no way, Jing Qi seems to have changed manically during this period of time.Xiao Ranjun was really afraid that he would run away from home when he was fetching the spirit fruit...

Therefore, for Xiao Ranjun, it is a blessing that Jingqi no longer thinks about running out after his belly grows big.

By eight or nine months, Jing Zhenren had almost lost his mind.Only when I see Eleven can I restrain myself a little bit.

After more than a month, Jing Zhenzhen, who was extremely emotionally disturbed, was finally about to give birth.

Taking a panacea to relieve pain and taking a child by caesarean section are nothing to a body like Jing Fansheng's.But Yan Xiaoran invited Qin Rong, who already had experience, long ago.

Jing Fansheng asked himself whether he had any injuries, so he didn't even blink his eyes when he watched Qin Yixian cut his stomach open with a knife on the ground, but the corners of his eyes were slightly moist.

——After all, thinking in my heart that I can finally get rid of the waves, can I not cry with joy.

On the contrary, it was Xiao Ranjun who had never expressed any expression, and his expression was painful, as if he was about to give birth.

This is the last one, the last one, he said silently in his heart.It was because he was inexperienced and didn't think carefully. If he had known that this would happen, he would never have thought about it.

After the baby who had been dissected from the stomach was cleaned, Jing Fansheng's good mood would not be affected at all even if the cries were loud.After learning that it was still a boy, he fell into Yan Xiaoran's arms and said with a smile, "Should I give him a name?"

"..." Whether it was Yan Xiaoran, Qin Rong, or Shi Shi who had just entered the room to see his younger brother, they all had an extremely bad premonition.

Jing Fansheng asked again: "What day is it today? What date is it?"

"...the second day of July." Eleven reluctantly replied.

Jing Fansheng flicked his sleeves, "Then call it Jing Chuer, a simple name is easy to support."

"En." Yan Xiaoran nodded without any objection.

...Anyway, after the foundation was established in the second year of junior high school, you can give him a better name.

Facts have proved that Jing Zhenren did not choose a good name this time.

Different from his elder brother who was very sensible since he was a child and still worked hard when he grew up, Jing Chu Er was a clingy little lazy boy who loved to cry when he was a child, but when he grew up, he became a lazy boy who was hugged and hugged all day long. A dude with countless fairy-level magic weapons and artifacts in his body.

Of course, he inherited his father's heaven-defying looks, plus he is doted on by his invincible brother who dominates the two worlds every day. Jing Chuer is not quite the same as the ordinary dude in the big sect.

He is simply a demon king.

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