Male supporting brother [Quick Transmigration]

Ming Yi came out from the Ziyuan secret realm, with a black halberd in his hand.He didn't dare to delay, and immediately got up and went to Central Continent.

Although it was a bit later than expected, it should be possible to get in before the Chonghua Secret Realm closes.

It's just that it's a little troublesome to sneak into Chonghua sect.

When he arrived at the gate of Chonghua Mountain, he found that this worry was unnecessary at all.Not to mention that the mountain gate is restricted, even the guarding disciples are gone.

Ming Yi had a bad premonition in his heart, he always felt that something big had happened.

After stepping into the mountain gate, this premonition really became a reality.He couldn't believe everything in front of him!

The mountain collapsed, rubble and driftwood were everywhere, making it a mess, and what was even more frightening was that everywhere it went was stumped limbs and broken arms.

Some of them are disciples of Chonghua, and some are other people. They all died in the same way from refining qi to transforming gods.

Someone slaughtered this place, this was Ming Yi's first thought.Immediately afterwards, he thought of hearing the sound in the secret realm, and immediately went in to check, only to find that the secret realm was even more terrifying than the Zhonghuazong.

Someone took away the Longyuan sword and slaughtered Chonghua's whole family.Perhaps there was more than one person who did it, but the culprit was undoubtedly Sword Master Longyuan.

Ming Yi didn't find any trace of Wen Sheng all the way, and his face gradually darkened.As a last resort, he could only look for the soul lamp engraved with Wen Sheng's spiritual consciousness in the messy mountains.

Fortunately, half of Miscellaneous Peak was left, and the Zonglu Hall where the disciples' soul lamps were stored was still there, but most of the oil lamps in the hall had been extinguished.

"Not dead, definitely not dead..." Ming Yi murmured to himself: "The light was still on after being killed by a fairy weapon in the last life, and I will definitely be able to do it again this time..."

He thought that his rebirth was due to his death after hearing the sound, so he rushed into the sea of ​​lamps to find the bases of the few remaining soul lamps.

But none of them has the word Wensheng written on it.

"Mr. Dao, not... Daoist Chiyan, no! Jin Manman, not... Xiao Huaishan, not... Tianqi Daojun, not... Que Yan, not... Wen Fang!"

"Why is there nothing? Why is there no one!"

He didn't believe in evil, and went to look at the soul lamp that was kicked over by him, but accidentally tripped over the lamp and fell down from the high steps.

The waiting subordinate stepped forward nervously: "City Master, what are you looking for? Just give me an order, and we will help you find..."

"Get lost!" Ming Yi kicked him out of the hall without looking at him.

In the end, he found the soul lamp that heard the sound in a high corner, and it had been extinguished without even a spark.

He stared at the cooling lamp in his hand, his knuckles turned white: "Wen Fang... I swear by my heart demon, Ming Yi, I am incompatible with you in this life!"

Later, "Wangxu Realm History·Major Events" records:

In the [-]nd era, in the spring of the second year of the Central Continent calendar, the secret realm of Chonghua was opened, and the celestial weapon Longyuan Sword appeared in the world.

On the same day, the Heavenly Demon Halberd appeared in Ziyuan's secret realm, and the winner is unknown.

Not being able to die was expected by Wen Sheng, and he returned to his own plane space.

It seemed a long time ago when he saw the corridor and Yating in the space last time, but he immediately noticed the difference when he came back this time.

Hearing the sound, he pulled out the luck stone on his chest, and the red color has already occupied more than half of it, with a clear boundary between red and white.A picture flashed in his mind, and a huge hall suddenly rose at the end of the covered bridge.

The misty mist in space gradually condenses into clouds and flies into the sky, and the visible range doubles.

The eaves of the corridors of the giant hall are flying up, layer by layer until they reach into the sky.Looking at the main temple in front of him, which was exactly the same as in memory, Wen Sheng strengthened his guess about his identity.

It would be nice if Xiaotian was there too.

Not long after this thought flashed, an unknown object suddenly fell down on the square not far away.

The plaza is in front of the main shrine, and there are many stone pillars on the spacious and flat jade platform. The unknown object happened to land on one of the stone pillars, and groaned in pain: "Ah——"

The voice was very familiar. Hearing the sound, he immediately moved over to check, and found that the one hanging on the stone pillar was the grass-mud horse he had been away for a long time: "Xiaotian?"

"Who framed me and forcibly stripped me off! I don't know I have something important to do..." Xiaotian cursed and struggled to get up, and his voice broke instantly after seeing the figure in front of him: "Hear the sound? Hear the sound! You still know how to come back ah!"

After finishing speaking, he felt strange: "No, I came back anyway, didn't I look for you in Jiuxuan Heaven Realm?"

Wen Sheng thought for a moment: "It seems... I called you back." It was just a thought, Wen Sheng did not expect to have such a great skill.

"The main temple! Damn! You have built the main temple back!" Xiaotian couldn't take back his eyes when he turned his head and moved.

It leaned closer and heard the sound: "Has your divine power returned? Have you remembered it?"

Hearing the sound, he asked back: "I am just a small executor, what should I think of?"

Xiaotian felt a little guilty: "You...you are not."

"Then who am I?"

"You are..." Xiaotian gritted his teeth and made up his mind: "You are the Lord God! The Creator God of Shura Myriad Worlds!"

It thought that even if it heard the sound, it would be more or less surprised when it heard the words, but unexpectedly, it still had a calm face when it heard the sound.Surprised changed to Xiaotian: "Why aren't you surprised at all? You, you really already know!"

Hearing the sound slowly landed: "I met a lot of acquaintances in the last plane, to be precise, they are acquaintances from the past."

"For example?" Xiaotian followed suit.

"The executor Jin Manman, the sanctioner Su Ji, the judge Ji Han, and the former judge Fusi."

"Damn! You've already seen the dead pervert? He didn't kill you? What's his plan?" Xiao Tian kept muttering, "You actually went to the same world as Lao Jin, and I said why can't even contact her superior!"

Wen Sheng stood under the steps and looked at the palace gate in front of him: "Why did Ji Han want to kill me?"

Xiaotian didn't even think about it: "He has shit in his head!"

Hearing the sound, he glanced at it, but did not speak.Because of this, Xiaotian confessed honestly: "Because of some differences in work."

"continue."

"You have gone to several planes, and I believe you have also discovered that the executor system is not a small risk. In fact, you found something wrong a long time ago, but you preferred to use the word variable to describe it at that time."

Xiaotian paused: "Some executors are too concerned about the outcome of the task, and some act too casually. There are frequent accidents in the plane, and the luck system for releasing tasks in the temple also tends to be disordered."

I heard the sound and guessed: "Because the main temple is only responsible for the release of missions, and there is no complete set of standards."

"That's right," Xiaotian nodded, "You found a problem and wanted to amend the rules, but the judge didn't want to do that. He proposed another new system."

"Punisher?"

"Yes, you have disagreements on the treatment of plane variables. You want to modify it on the basis of reservation, but he wants to completely eliminate it."

Wen Sheng was silent for a moment: "Everyone sticks to his own opinion, fights hard, and succeeds in the position?"

Xiaotian blinked his eyes: "It should be said that both sides will suffer. He destroyed the main god's space, and he himself became an unlucky ghost."

"Unlucky devil?"

"Luck is exhausted, bah! You deserve it!"

Hearing the sound, he had doubts: "Since he has no luck, why does he still have divine power? He can also change the rules of the plane at will."

"It's a long story, but I'll make a long story short." Xiao Tian sighed: "He and you both belong to the innate gods, who were born according to the rules of luck. Rules live together.

"Of course, no matter how hard he is, he can't match you. He can't change the rules you set, otherwise he would have been lawless for so many years after you left!"

Hearing the sound and nodding, he finally understood why Ji Han was able to change the rules at will.At the same time, he also saw hidden dangers: "Can I make a new rule now?"

"What do you want to decide?"

"Whether it is a god or a non-god, whether it is an executor or a sanctioner, in the process of performing tasks in the plane world, you must not use divine power to harm others. Keep your plane identity in mind to reduce unnecessary accidents and variables."

Hearing the sound, his eyes were deep, as if holding Qingyuan: "Don't rely too much, don't belittle yourself, and don't be complacent. Those who violate it will be deprived of eternal life."

This was just Wen Sheng's subconscious thought. Originally, he just wanted to ask Xiao Tian how likely this rule was to be realized, but he didn't expect to see a bright light flashing above his head just after he finished speaking.

Immediately afterwards, bursts of thunder came from the main temple.

Xiaotian stared straight at the eyes: "Sheng... it took effect!" It almost jumped up with joy: "Your godhead has been restored! Great! Proving that the godhead will return to the temple is just around the corner! Hahaha..."

Hearing the sound was not as happy as it was, he still remembered that the matter of Wangxu Realm was not completely over: "I have to go back."

"Ah? Where?"

"The last plane." Wen Sheng tapped his fingertips, and the scroll recording the location of the Ten Thousand Worlds unfolded in front of his eyes.

Xiaotian was puzzled: "But the pervert is still there, and you haven't fully recovered your strength..."

"Did you forget what rules I just set?"

Xiao Tian was still worried, and was about to find some excuse to dismiss Wen Sheng's thoughts, when Jian Wen Sheng's brows were slightly frowned, and it asked, "What's wrong?"

"I can't find the location of Wangxu Realm."

"Let me see." Xiaotian tried to search, but the result was zero. It thought for a while and said, "Could it be that perverted and unlucky guy cut off the connection with the plane and completely hidden the whole plane?"

Hearing the sound, thinking of the phone call that was maliciously cut off by Ji Han, he felt that he might do something to hide the plane: "Is there any other way to find it?"

Xiaotian shook his head: "No, unless the dead pervert undoes it by himself, or the restraint is loosened after a long time, so we can find it again."

One sentence cut off Wen Sheng's plan to go back to Wangxu, but since the plane has established a rule that one cannot use divine power to harm others, the safety of Wen Fang and others is not a problem.

Sooner or later, he will return to Wangxu Realm.

As for now, he should return to the Abandoned Domain again to make up for the rest of his luck.

Knowing his plan, Xiaotian heaved a sigh of relief, it was afraid that it would not be able to turn the same way as before, so it grabbed a bull's horn and drilled hard.

The man searching the scroll in front of him exuded the stability of a mature man, but it was different from what he remembered.

Xiaotian murmured: "You have changed..."

"Huh?" Wen Sheng vaguely heard Xiaotian talking, stopped his hands and lowered his head, suddenly bumped into a lump of purple eyeshadow that was fainted from crying, and was stunned for a while: "Why are you crying?"

"I really like you now, Wensheng... woo woo woo..." Xiaotian didn't realize that his makeup was messed up at all, and hugged Wen Sheng's calf and sobbed softly.

A grass mud horse, crying and rubbing like a human being, how creepy this scene could be.

Wen Sheng didn't put it aside, but asked: "Didn't you like it before?"

"It was too cold before, I didn't live like a human being..."

"..." Wen Sheng: "I'm not human now either."

"I don't care! You are not allowed to become what you used to be. It is also tiring to watch a tiring life!"

Wen Sheng was amused by its nonsense, and the corners of his lips curved slightly: "Okay, get up, and send me to the next plane."

"Wait a minute, let me hold you for a while longer!"

Hearing the sound, he didn't urge it, just to read the script of the next plane.

This time he chose a slightly easier task.The person subject to enforcement is Wen Sili, 19 years old, a freshman majoring in Chinese language.

Because he was more delicate than a girl since he was a child, and his personality is taciturn, he is a friend of women wherever he goes.

But since I went to college, this situation has changed.Wen Sili is not only popular with girls, but also very popular with boys.Among them was his roommate Ji Ningsheng.

But Wen Sili has a girl he admires, and this girl is the sister next door, Zhao Lingke.

The three of them were in the same university, and Wen Sili had the same major as Zhao Lingke.A love-hate entanglement of "you don't love me but your boyfriend loves me" begins here.

Wen Sili's final ending was not that miserable, anyway, he was much better than his younger brother before hearing the sound, but he just ran away from home after being hurt by love, without a trace.

The script is fairly detailed, and after reading it, I already have a general direction in my heart.What kind of love are you talking about, what kind of partner are you talking about, is it because you are unhappy with spending money or are you not happy with your career?

Anyway, the task of abandoning the domain is not specific to the person who must be executed. As long as the tragic fate of the younger brothers is changed, then the hearing can be done according to one's own mood.

As for his status in this world, well, he's back to his old job.

The author has something to say:

There are no accidents in this story, there are not too many twists and turns, it is ordinary and everyday, and even the villains are not particularly bad, of course according to my standards.