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

Jing Chuer, who has survived the war, thunder disaster, and several turbulences, has been intact since he was a child, and he behaved differently from other children.

If I had to sum it up, it would probably be that the child's innate combat power, endurance, and endurance were all amazing——Jing Chuer would be astonishing if he didn't cry.No matter how hard he tried to coax him, he couldn't coax him without talking, and he still howled at the top of his voice like thunder and rain.The loud and clear cry made Jing Fansheng really unbearable.

"Why is he crying again?" Jing Zhenren tapped his temple with a headache.He has a high cultivation base and a special physique. After lying on the bed for two and a half days, he came back to life again. There is not even a scar on his belly. His body can almost be said to be steel and iron.But Jing Fansheng didn't understand why he couldn't get rid of this headache——

It used to be physical, now it is spiritual.

"...Are you sure there is nothing wrong with his health? Why is he crying so much?" Jing Fansheng was a little worried, and asked Qin Rong who was next to him again.

Qin Rong looked at him helplessly, even though he had repeated it countless times, this time he still uttered two words: "It's nothing."

A few nurses who were found from the foot of the mountain relying on the disciples of the outer sect said at this time: "The young master is still young, and it is normal to cry. Why don't the two young masters hug him? Children can recognize the breath of their biological parents." , maybe the young master wants you to hug him!"

Jing Fansheng couldn't get out of bed two days ago, Yan Xiaoran stayed by his side all the time, and handed him over to others since the second day of junior high school, and the two of them haven't hugged him well until now.

Yan Xiaoran's eyelashes trembled, and his originally dark eyes lit up, obviously he had been looking forward to it for a long time.

Seeing his reaction, Jing Fansheng said, "Then you come first."

Yan Xiaoran used to be the young master of Wuliangjian. In his daily life, he only meditated and practiced swords. Even if any child came from the sect, he would not be able to see him. Therefore, this was the first time he had contact with such a small baby.

Under the demonstration and guidance of several wet nurses, he finally hugged the lump of flesh that kept kicking his calf, and Yan Xiaoran's movements were obviously a little stiff.

He was still wearing the spotless white robe with special patterns embroidered on it. Half of the white jade and silver crown was tied up with blue silk, and the other half hung down meticulously.Even though he is so tall, holding a baby who is half the length of an adult's arm in his arms doesn't make him feel uncomfortable in the slightest.The picture was quite beautiful, and Jing Fansheng was almost attracted by his fatherly appearance... If Jing Chuer hadn't continued howling.

"...How about I try it?" Seeing that Yan Xiaoran's coaxing for a long time had no effect, Jing Fansheng suggested.

Although he doesn't like children, the ones born to him must be different from those outside, not to mention the ones who came out of his stomach in the second grade of junior high school, they must be more kind than Yan Xiaoran.

Yan Xiaoran carefully handed the second grade of junior high school to Jing Fansheng's hand.

However, the second day of junior high school who was held by Jing Fansheng cried even more wantonly.Originally it was just howling, but this time even tears burst out.It can be seen from this that although it is the first time to meet, Mr. Xiao Ran is professional in holding children, but he can beat Jingren by [-] streets.

Jing Fansheng didn't dare to hug him anymore after hugging him for a while, but in the end it was better to hand it into the hands of those wet nurses.

The couple, who were obviously disgusted by their son, glanced at each other: "..."

After a few days, Qin Rong will also go back.Due to being entangled so badly recently, he simply didn't allow Qin Fengyun to leave the valley.It has been less than half a month since he was invited by Yan Xiaoran, after all he was worried about his daughter, seeing that there was nothing else going on here, he prepared to leave to return to the Valley of Rejection.

With such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to let the wind blow, Jing Fansheng insisted on sending him down the mountain.

Yan Xiaoran's eyes darkened, and he insisted on sending him down the mountain with Jing Fansheng.

So when Eleven returned to Lingjue Peak from the Demon Realm through the teleportation array, he was distracted by the loud cry of a baby.

The dense and deep sword marks in the past have been filled and re-paved with bluestone slabs, and there is another thatched cottage on Lingjue Peak. In fact, it is a specially refined magic weapon that can automatically adjust the environment and temperature. Do the children's room for the second grade of junior high school.

In the unremarkable but extremely spacious room inside, several wet nurses took turns coaxing the second young master... They had seen many children who liked to cry, but as young as this young master could Crying, it was the first time seeing all of them.

During the eleventh period, not only did his stature suddenly increase a lot, but his cultivation base also jumped into the golden core stage.The handsome boy Lang Lang opened the door and walked straight to the cradle, which made the nurses stunned. After a while, they remembered that this was the young master, and hurriedly saluted.

"Why is he crying all the time?" Eleven frowned slightly, and at this time he had already approached.

Eleven not only needs to cultivate and refine weapons by himself, but also has to deal with many trivial matters in the devil world. During this time, he is very busy, very busy.Therefore, he didn't have any special reaction to the fact that he suddenly had an extra brother - he didn't have any free time to think about these things at all.

He also hugged Jing Chuer when he was born.What I saw at that time was that the small face was still crumpled and wrinkled, which was not good-looking.But thinking that this is his younger brother, he didn't feel disgusted.

Later he was called back to the Demon Realm, and it was only now that he was finally free to come back.

Today's Eleven looked into the cradle, and did not expect that in just a few days, the child who looked a bit hideous at first turned into an unusually white and cute Yuxue.

His small body is curled up, almost on all fours, with hands and feet that look like steamed buns, his skin is tender and white, and there is still a glistening saliva hanging from his slightly pouting mouth.Although he was still howling dryly, Jing Chuer's eyes were still wide open because there were no tears.

Not only is it wide open, but the eyeballs are also rolling around, as if looking around, it is very smart and cute.

After just one glance, Eleven couldn't move his eyes.

With some hesitation, he gently stretched out his hand and paused in the air for a long time before he tapped the back of the child's tightly clenched fist.The tentacles are slippery and tender, as if wrapped in a ball of damp cotton.

Eleven's heart couldn't help shaking, and he subconsciously pushed away the child's clenched fist, and then, that finger was grabbed.

The strange thing is that the second grader who just held his brother's finger, clenched his small fist and shook it again and again, as if he had discovered something interesting, even the crying gradually stopped.

The nurses around the side saw this miraculous scene, and they all said: "The young master has been crying a lot lately, and even the young masters are hugging him. It seems that he is arguing for the young master to come and see him." Woolen cloth!"

The fingers were tightly wrapped and soft.Seeing the younger brother who not only stopped crying, but even narrowed his eyes and smiled slightly, Eleven felt his heart melt.Turning a deaf ear to the words of the nurses, Eleven focused all his energy on Jing Chuer. He raised his hand hesitantly, and lightly poked his younger brother's fat and tender cheeks.

At this point, Jing Chuan laughed even more happily.There was even a dimple on the face that was touched by his brother just now.

He smiled, and a smile appeared on Eleven's expressionless face as he grew older.

This sweet, soft and cute meat ball... is his younger brother.

Eleven thought for a while, then supported the cradle bed with one hand and leaned down slightly, and put his face close to that of Junior Two, a faint milky scent came into his nose.A pair of thin lips gently touched that small face, and it was as soft and slippery as he had imagined.A warm current flowed through his heart immediately, and Eleven unceremoniously kissed his younger brother's face twice more.

Jing Chuer inherited his father's pair of peach blossom eyes, big eyes and long eyelashes. After being kissed by his brother, his eyes opened even wider, and he kicked his calf happily, and even raised his other little arm , Stretched out a little finger and touched his brother's face.

The child who didn't understand anything was not indifferent in his actions. He just touched and touched him like his brother did to him before, and then he giggled.

"Call me brother." Eleven said softly with unprecedented softness in his gaze.

"Hehehe!" Of course Jing Chuer couldn't call out his brother, but he just laughed more happily.

His heart felt like being swept by a feather. Eleven, who was not interested in anything other than refining tools since childhood, was fascinated by other things for the first time.

So when the jade pendant that Yan Xiaoran specially refined for him hanging around his waist and used to transmit simple messages between the two places lit up, a layer of low air pressure immediately accumulated on Eleven Zhou's body.

——How long has it been since he came out, and someone is looking for him?

Nurses: It didn't take long, you probably just bent over and looked at it for an hour.

Everyone immediately sighed: You are indeed a little fairy boy!It's not even tiring.They must take good care of the second young master. If their son has a fairy fate, he will also send him to this fairy gate in the future to practice Taoism and become a fairy!

The waist card was lit for the third time, and Eleven reluctantly straightened his waist.There is a group of subordinates who can't do without themselves and come to ask for instructions on everything. Although Eleven used to think that this model needs to be changed, but because he was too busy and couldn't spare time, he kept gritting his teeth, but now he suddenly felt that it was time Time to move.

Reluctantly pulling out his fingers tightly held by the child, Eleven said softly, "Brother has something to deal with, and he will be back soon, okay?"

Jing Chuer didn't know what he was going to do at first, but when he saw his brother not only got up but also twitched his hands, he seemed to have understood something, his big innocent eyes blinked, and there was a faint tendency to cry.

The wet nurse who had been taking turns guarding by the side stood up again as if facing a big enemy.The strange thing is that although the second young master is willing to cry, but only when he wakes up.Children are already sleepy, and the second young master is even more so. When they are sleepy, they don't need to be coaxed, and they can fall asleep by themselves.Why is she still so energetic now that she is an hour younger?

Seeing the aggrieved look of his younger brother's pouting lips, Eleven couldn't bear to leave immediately.He turned his head and asked, "Where are my dad and my father?"

"The two young masters are going to send Immortal Master Qin down the mountain." One of them replied respectfully.

Will it take more than an hour to send someone down the mountain?Eleven sighed helplessly, leaned over and hugged his younger brother into his arms.

Eleven's posture at the beginning was not standard, but Jing Chuer, who was picked up by him, just kicked his calves even if he felt uncomfortable, and didn't cry.

With the help of another nanny, he adjusted his posture for holding his younger brother, and Eleven said, "Just the two of you, come with me."

As he spoke, he carried Jing Chuer in his arms and walked towards the teleportation array.

As he was walking, he suddenly felt that his younger brother was not moving. He looked down in a panic, and it turned out that Jing Chuer, who was smiling happily just now, had fallen asleep with his little finger in his mouth.

The little snow-white meat ball curled up in his arms, and his other fleshy little hand was still resting on his lapel, sleeping soundly. Looking at Shi Shi, the corners of his mouth unconsciously rose again.

From then on, the Demon King Venerable, who has always been expressionless and taut with a handsome face, looks quite stern, and is respected and loved by the generals of the Demon World, has become a child with a child all day long, in front of his younger brother. His eyebrows are soft and he can't wait for the super big brother who can drip water.

Eleven took over the heavy responsibility of taking care of the second grader, and arranged for all the wet nurses to go to him, and Ling Jue Peak finally regained its former solemnity and tranquility.

Since Xiao Ranjun is a dead house, he doesn't like to go out, so even if he let himself go, the two of them would still hide on Ling Jue Peak, and they would practice (shuang) practice (xiu) without leaving the door.

After wandering for about a month, when the two fathers finally remembered that they were going to go out to the Demon Realm to see their son, they found that Eleven was frowning and listening to his subordinates report on affairs, while rubbing his slender, white hands. Jing Chuer's belly on his lap.

Although I usually cry a lot in the second day of junior high school, I rarely cry when there are many outsiders.

The Lords of the Three Realms sitting next to Eleven all had accustomed expressions on their faces.In the past, they didn't want His Holiness to bring a baby in charge, thinking that it would be too detrimental to His Majesty's majesty.It's okay for them to talk, but what if other subordinates see it?

Later, I found out that the Venerable’s younger brother is very well-behaved and sensible, and the Venerable’s speech and actions are not affected in the slightest except for touching the children regularly, so I gradually got used to this style of painting.What's more, even if they did something wrong when the little venerable was around, for example, two world lords got into a fight without controlling their emotions, their venerable wouldn't blame them.

Seeing Eleven's slightly frowning brows, the two fathers felt somewhat embarrassed.But when he thought about that kid Jing Chuer who cried when he touched him and didn't give anyone face, he only liked to be hugged by his elder brother, so Jing Fansheng dragged Xiao Ranjun without hesitation and continued to let himself go - the second day of junior high school is still so young , why make things difficult for him, of course let him compare with whoever he likes.

And Eleven himself said that he was happy to take care of his younger brother.

When Jing Chuer was one year old, he was already able to crawl and race with kittens with his little butt sticking out.This child is not as squeamish as when he was just born. Although he still howls every now and then, he is no longer the one who would cry when anyone hugs him like in the beginning.

When he was one year old, according to the custom at the foot of the mountain, Jing Fansheng specially prepared a weekly ceremony for him.

As the son of Mr. Xiao Ran and Taoist Fansheng, there can't be any perfunctory rituals in the second year of junior high school.Originally, I heard that Jing Zhenren had refined a kind of elixir that could make men have children. During these days wandering around the foot of Wuliang Mountain, besides those who asked Xiao Ranjun for refining equipment, more people also asked Jing Zhenren for medicine.

Therefore, half a month ago, sects or casual cultivators from all over the world sent gifts to the mountain one after another. By the day of Catch Zhou, the ground had been covered with various magic weapons and precious materials.

Chu Xiaonan liked swords, so he took off his Qizhi sword from his waist and put it on.Chen Fanshu, who came to watch the ceremony, liked to eat. Although he had already given other gifts, he still stubbornly put a chicken leg on the ground at this moment.Eleven likes refining weapons, so he put the semi-finished stove that he had just refined recently on it.Jing Fansheng was so busy arranging for others during this period that he forgot to think about what he wanted to give.

Seeing that Eleven had put the refining furnace up, he thought that his alchemy skills could not be inherited by anyone. If only the second year of junior high school liked alchemy, it would be great!He simply put the purple gold alchemy stove that Yan Xiaoran gave him on it... Although even if the stove was caught, he would still have the cheek to take it back.

Yan Xiaoran very straightforwardly put the jade pendant on his waist, which is unimpeded anywhere in the cultivator's territory and symbolizes the supreme status.

When it was almost time, Jing Fansheng first told Jing Chuer to choose one of the things on the ground ahead, and then he didn't know if he understood, so he put Jing Chuer on the ground.

Compared with nestling in other people's arms, the second day of junior high school doesn't like crawling by itself.

But after all, there were so many glittering things in front of him, he was quickly attracted and crawled towards them.

The people present were somewhat nervous.

After all, even if the first thing a child grabs is not something he really likes, it still means that he is inseparable from that thing.

If it weren't for the fact that Wuliangjian's disciples all received gifts with festivals, they might have opened the market and sat in the manor by now, betting on what the young master would choose.

At this time, Jing Chuer was still a small round ball, and his neck hadn't even grown out.From time to time, he raised his little head to look around, crawled and stopped, and only stayed next to the chicken leg for the longest time, but he didn't see anything picked up for a long time.

After a long time, Jing Chuer, who wandered around among all the treasures but didn't touch anything, and kicked many treasures aside while crawling past with a look of disgust, suddenly twitched the corner of his mouth and grinned. Then he crawled straight in one direction.

Everyone looked up in unison, and saw Chu Er crawling towards his elder brother on both hands and feet.His momentum was quite fierce, and he pierced forward like a small cannonball. Two chubby little hands grabbed the hem of Shiyi's snow-white clothes, and he stood up with his strength, but his porcelain white and tender face giggled. He smiled at his brother.

He didn't mind a few small dusty handprints on the hem of his clothes at all. Afraid that he would fall on Shishi, he quickly picked up his younger brother and sat on his lap.

After successfully nestling into his brother's arms, when he was asked to choose something, the second year of junior high school always showed a lack of interest.

Everyone was a little confused: So...how should this be calculated?

Jing Chuer, who was being held by his brother, simply kicked his calves and yawned. He narrowed his eyes and found a comfortable position to sleep.

Many years later, when Lord Yiyang unified the two realms and three clans, and established connections with countless small worlds, causing the entire continent to fall into a peace that lasted for ten thousand years, people suddenly remembered that they once lived in the past. The [-]-year-old Jing Chuer didn't care about anything in the Zhou Ceremony, but just chose his elder brother.Can't help but praise, who said that the second son of Xiao Ranjun and Jing Zhenzhen is a brainless prodigal, a little overlord who doesn't do his job properly?

What's the use of grabbing the best magic weapon?People directly grasped all the beautiful creators in their hands!