[Comprehensive Fantasy] The main characters are all my younger brothers

Ling Yi was worried about Tang Chen, but just by looking at the baby's future, he couldn't see anything definite; and even though he had greatly improved his retreat this time, he still couldn't easily find out where Tang Chen was.

"Ah!" Sighing helplessly, Ling Yi could only turn his attention to the group of people who wanted to attack Tang Hao and his wife but were concerned about himself, "Wuhundian..."

Ling Yi had heard of this place before the Wuhun Temple. Not only that, but he also curiously entered the most core inheritance temple of the Wuhun Temple. .

However, Ling Yi smiled lazily, it was just oppression.

He has known for a long time that in the plane of Douluo Continent, there is a god's inheritance. This is different from the world of cultivation. If you get it, you will become a fairy, otherwise you will become a demon.

In his opinion, the strength of this so-called god is about the same as that of immortals and demons.

Although he has not gone to the fairy world, his strength has already rivaled that of the immortal, not to mention, he has been in seclusion for so many years.

Ling Yi thought so much, but in other people's eyes, he just thought about it for a moment, and then he acted unceremoniously.

"You guys, stay here!"

With a wave of Ling Yixin's hand, the people in Wuhundian were imprisoned again.

He turned his head to look at Tang Hao, and when he saw that he only cared about his third sister, he shrugged casually, snapped his fingers, and a golden fan appeared in his hand.

Holding the fan in his slender hand, he slapped the blank-faced baby who was left out in the cold. The baby was obviously startled, and was dragged to Ling Yi by invisible strength.

"From another world?" Ling Yi poked the baby's face, and asked curiously in a language that did not belong to the Douluo Continent, "Bashu Tangmen?"

"!" The baby's pupils shrank suddenly, obviously shocked.

"Tsk tsk!" Ling Yi didn't frighten people's consciousness at all, he thought with great interest, "Interesting, did you end up here after death? Then what kind of ghost is sad, it's also very mysterious! You don't have to break through like me On the other hand, there will be no space storm..."

"Hey! Little guy!" He didn't seem to see the complicated eyes of the baby, "Is there a sect named Ling Jian in your world?"

Ling Jianzong is the sect he used to belong to, the outer sect in the human world.

The baby can't speak, but Ling Yi knows the answer through his reaction.

The handsome young man showed a bright smile: "So, we still come from the same place!"

Before the baby could react, Ling Yi rubbed the baby's head, and continued: "In this case, you are my elder brother's junior, I don't think your parents are in the mood to care about you, before you think, let me Work hard, let's take care of you!"

The baby, or rather Tang San, was heartbroken right now.

As an outer disciple of the Tang Sect, he stole the secrets of the inner sect, and because of this, he jumped into the ghost world of life and death.

As a result, when he became conscious again, he found that he had become a baby, the kind that was just born; before he could react to what was going on, he saw many things that he couldn't understand with his eyes that hadn't fully opened.

That uncle, how did you suddenly become an animal? Are you the fairy in the storybook?

Still, this person who looks like my father, you are not tired with such a big hammer in your hand?

Isn't the hammer forging iron?Can you still hit someone?

Or a beautiful woman who looks like my mother, how did you keep others from moving?So you are the fairy in the legend?

Many thoughts passed through his mind, Tang San only felt that he was dreaming, and when he came back to his senses, he heard a handsome young man say in words he could understand: "From another world? Bashu Tangmen?"

He is indeed from the Tang Sect, but what does this alien world mean?

Before Tang □□ answered, he saw this young man making his own decision on his own whereabouts.

"...You can do whatever you want!" Tang San thought, "Anyway, you and I come from the same place, so you should take good care of me... right?"

He subconsciously ignored that even if he objected, no one would understand, and those who could understand would not care about his thoughts.