Fantasy: The Supporting Role Does Not Want To Be A Younger Brother

When she woke up, it was already noon, and the woman frowned as if she didn't want to wake up.

"what!"

I opened my eyes and returned to the boring reality, feeling a little depressed.

There was actually a pool of water stains on the bed, and Dong Furong shyly buried her head.

Recalling the scene in her dream still left her with lingering fears. She had lived for millions of years, still like a flower, unable to change the fate of failure, and finally woke up.

The soul has been enriched as never before, allowing people to enjoy that happy time all the time.

"If it's true, how good it is, even if it's dead, it's worth it."

The Tang family, on an immortal island, fluttering in white clothes, a handsome and extraordinary young man stood on the edge, letting the breeze blow by, showing a long-lost evil charm on his face.

The interior of the Tang family has returned to its previous state, and each is busy with each other.

Brothers Tang Hao and Liu Fang were also forcibly guarded by the family, so that they could cultivate well and have no time to play.

Ji Changju glanced at the main building, where an old man was reviewing secret letters.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly, this is another poor person.

In the evening, Dong Furong started to rest early, the day was too hard, and she couldn't wait to see him again.

Only in dreams can you get carried away, happy without any troubles.

Close your eyes, run Cultivation Technique to calm yourself down, breathe slowly and evenly, and soon fall asleep.

It's just that she didn't fall asleep, maybe she didn't even know it, she just fell asleep quietly, no other expressions.

It was already dark, and a young man in white came out of the mansion door. Seeing the tightly closed door, he smiled lightly, and The next moment passed through like a bubble.

Looking at the situation in the courtyard, Ji Changju's hands emitted a faint moonlight, and the whole courtyard became quieter.

After doing all this, he swaggered to the main hall, opened the door with a click, and walked in.

There was only one room inside, and it was lit with a faint light. Immortal Emperor's soul probed and saw a sleeping fairy lying quietly.

After removing all the white clothes, he walked to the door: "Dangdangdang!"

"Clang clang clang!"

"Clang clang clang!"

Inside the room, Dong Furong's eyelids twitched, and then her brows furrowed.

"Clang clang clang!"

She opened her eyes and heard a knock on the door outside, who would it be at this time?

"who is it?"

The servants don't dare to enter this Great Hall. This is my own bedroom. Unless...

"Clang clang clang!"

No one responded to her own question, which made her feel very uncomfortable. Could it really be him, but she didn't want to see him at all right now.

No, didn't I fall asleep just now, why didn't I enter the dream, could there be an accident, or I was awakened just after sleeping.

"Who is knocking on the door!"

"Clang clang clang!"

Dong Furong was a little annoyed, and used her soul to start investigating. The strange thing was that her own consciousness couldn't get out of this room at all.

"Tang Yi, go back, I've rested."

"Clang clang clang!"

"Bastard, I'll let you go."

The furious woman was furious, she didn't believe it would be someone else outside the door.

Who in the entire Cangwang City didn't know that there were two Immortal Kings in the Tang family, and if he could make himself a Golden Immortal, there was only that damn old thing.

"Clang clang clang."

The ghostly knocking on the door made her speechless.