Voice of the World [Transmigration Book]

However, no matter how strong Fu Qianwen is, he will never be the opponent of Shangguan Miantang and Xia Anning.

He was pressed to the ground by Xia Anning, and his limbs and body were firmly bound by the magic world's most treasured fairy rope.Fu Qianwen struggled desperately, even though the binding cable was embedded in his flesh, he didn't feel the pain at all.He tried his best to avoid Su Zhuo's approach, and tried his best to attack Xia Anning who was holding him down.

Su Zhuo's heart was broken.

——Okay, what about the one who saves the world with his mouth? !Why is Fu Qianwen still not the slightest change when his mouth is about to choke!

Su Zhuo said that his mouth was dry, while Fu Qianwen was hurt even more because of struggling.Shangguan Miantang snorted coldly: "It's really ugly."

Xia Anning said angrily: "Shut up, when you fell into the world, how much better did you think you were than Fu Qianwen?"

Shangguan Miantang's face darkened, and he said with a sneer, "I don't know that the relationship between Linglong Immortal and Bajian Immortal is so good."

Xia Anning said coldly: "No matter how bad my relationship with Fu Qianwen is, I am also a brother who shares the same sympathy. How can it be your turn to intervene like an outsider!"

Shangguan Miantang's face froze, and he didn't know whether it was because of Xia Anning's honesty beyond his expectations or because of the pain in his heart that was said.Su Zhuo rubbed his temples, and said lightly: "If you keep arguing, I will really go crazy."

The two were immediately quiet as chickens.

"Really, one or two, it's so worrying..." Su Zhuo rubbed Fu Qianwen's hair hard, the long black hair completely covered his face, and Jud looked like a water ghost.Su Zhuo withdrew his hand with some guilt, and coughed dryly: "Obviously as long as you say it, you just need to listen to it. It's a pity that you would rather shrink into the shell of your demon than face the reality."

Su Zhuo murmured: "I used the way of a domineering president to set you up at the beginning... Now that you have become like this, you are no longer just a simple boss. Should I be happy or sad?"

Shangguan Miantang asked suspiciously: "Master? What are you talking about?"

Su Zhuo didn't answer his question, he stretched out his hand and brushed aside the long hair covering Fu Qianwen's face.As if he could sense his approach, Bajian Immortal Venerable who had been attacking Xia Anning behind him suddenly stopped.He flinched and wanted to escape, but he couldn't dodge because of the bondage of the fairy rope.

Su Zhuo straightened his hair, revealing Fu Qianwen's ordinary face.The black curse kept beating, sucking the negative emotions in Fu Qianwen's heart like a living thing.Su Zhuo ignored the other party's refusal and stroked the black curse seal carefully, feeling its heartbeat.

"In my earliest fantasies, Fu Qianwen was a cold-faced judge without blood or tears, a domineering president. He would not be sad or sad, and would only strictly abide by the rules and regulations of the immortals, punishing all immortals who violated the rules—in fact , You are indeed like this." Su Zhuo smiled wryly, "But you in front of me are different."

"Master..."

Su Zhuo said in a low voice: "I knew it clearly...but I kept turning a blind eye. All this is my fault."

"It's not His Majesty's fault!"

Xia Anning, who had been pressing down on Fu Qianwen and kept silent, suddenly raised her hand, and punched Fu Qianwen hard in the face!This punch was extremely powerful, so heavy that when Fu Qianwen's head hit the ground under the inertia, a head-sized hole was dented in the rubble-covered Tianzhu ruins, and Fu Qianwen's head was firmly stuck.

Su Zhuo took a deep breath and felt a splitting headache just looking at it.However, before he could speak, Xia Anning's fists landed on Fu Qianwen's face one after another!A punch is heavier than a punch, and a punch is harder than a punch, but after four or five blows, Fu Qianwen's intact half of his face was swollen, and his upper body was smashed into the ground!

Su Zhuo was shocked, but Shangguan Miantang grabbed him one step faster.After recovering from the initial shock, Su Zhuo suddenly realized—maybe the current situation is the effect An Yiyin really wants to achieve.

——The one who really imprisoned Fu Qianwen was Xia Anning.

"You bastard! Coward! You useless thing! Those who ascend the day after tomorrow are indeed a bunch of rubbish!" Xia Anning scolded extremely harshly, and the emotions that had been suppressed for hundreds of years finally exploded at this moment!With his last punch, he drove the struggling Fu Qianwen into a deeper position, and even his waist sank into the ground.Seemingly dissatisfied with the opponent's resistance, he pressed Fu Qianwen's head even harder, stuck his knee on the opponent's lower back, and said angrily: "Shut up, keep silent, keep silent! This half-dead picture of you Virtue, who knows what you think! Your damn character, even if you know what you think, saying it is tantamount to saying nothing!"

He gritted his teeth, punched Fu Qianwen in the face again, and angrily said, "What's the difference from me back then!"

Shangguan Miantang was also stunned.

"After Your Majesty left, I have always regretted it—if I had been more honest and said what I wanted to say, then maybe I could have kept Your Majesty and prevented him from saving Shangguan Miantang. won't... die."

"If I had been more honest and told Your Majesty that I was jealous of Shangguan Miantang, that's why I did such a disrespectful behavior, and I begged His Majesty to forgive me - if I could tell, I could stay by Your Majesty's side, Instead of hiding uselessly alone and venting this boring anger."

"If I had been more honest...a little more honest...telling Your Majesty how happy I am every time I receive a gift, how happy I am every time I go out with him, how happy I am every time I am approached by him...wouldn't He will waste thousands of years and always keep an insurmountable distance from His Majesty."

He said angrily: "Obviously—just say it!"

Su Zhuo's eyes widened: "An Ning—"

He suddenly remembered An Yiyin's words.

——In fact, An Ning is the one among us who has truly changed himself.

Of course Su Zhuo understands...how difficult it is to really change a person, a stubborn person.What is even more difficult is to change yourself.

And now, Xia Anning did it.

His face was flushed with embarrassment, he lowered his head and dared not look into Su Zhuo and Shangguan Miantang's eyes.He grabbed Fu Qianwen's battle robe tightly, even though his palm was burned by the formation above, he was nervous and refused to let go.

but……

He doesn't want to regret anymore.

"I admit..." He took a deep breath and revealed the biggest secret in his heart: "...I have always been jealous of you. I, Xia Anning, have been jealous of Fu Qianwen for a thousand years."

Fu Qianwen's struggle stopped.

However, Xia Anning suddenly felt relaxed, as if the mountain on his back was suddenly moved away, and his breathing had never been so smooth as this time.Maybe there are a lot of unwillingness, but it is far less than the comfort at this time.

"When you were in Chongtian Palace, all the immortal masters liked you. You were obedient, diligent, and studious. You were a role model for everyone, and you were compared to everyone when they were reprimanded. So from then on, I just hate you, I hate that you are perfect in everything you do, I hate that you are revered by everyone, I hate that you are praised by the immortal masters."

"Then, in a match that must never be lost, I lost to you."

"Because the face I hate the most has become my weapon of victory, but the dishonorable way of winning must be punished after all. After that, all my efforts, all my struggles, and everything I won by myself are all worth it One reason—because I have a pretty face that even Immortal Emperor Honglian likes."

"I'm jealous of you. I'm jealous that you will be recognized for everything you do. I'm jealous that you will be praised for your hard work. I'm jealous that even after you leave Asgard, you are still compared with me..."

"I'm jealous of you. Even if you violate the order of Immortal Emperor Honglian, you will be found by His Majesty. Even if you don't say anything, you can still get His Majesty's understanding."

"Then slowly, jealousy turned into hatred."

Xia Anning said unwillingly: "You obviously got everything I longed for, but you keep denying it all—such a stuffy pot, why should it affect me so much!"

"You are the Bajian Immortal Venerable respected by everyone in the fairy world, and a role model for all immortals. From the beginning to the end, it is not anyone who looks down on you, but yourself!"

Fu Qianwen's eyes gradually gained focus.

In the dark world, the four Xia Annings are always talking about the reality he doesn't want to face and the future he fears.But gradually, the fifth Xia Anning's voice appeared. He echoed in his ears, and he could clearly hear the content even under the interference of the other four voices.But the clearer and clearer he heard... He felt that it could never be Xia Anning.

In his heart, Xia Anning has the perfect appearance he longs for, and the perfect aptitude for both immortal and martial arts. He should be as proud and arrogant as the Red Lotus Immortal Emperor. He will only raise his head and point his chin at himself, mocking himself. Belittle yourself, despise yourself.

How could such a person say "jealousy" to him?

Fu Qian didn't believe it.

But gradually, with the voice of the fifth Xia Anning, he heard the gentle call that person dreamed of.There was no disgust or indifference in that call, just like when they first met, the voice was so warm, he held his hand, let him get out of the puppet's body, and truly became a person .

Even if he becomes so weak, he longs to be a human being.

With such a gentle voice, such a gentle person, would he give up because of his appearance... because of his betrayal?

Fu Qianwen gradually recalled patterns in his chaotic brain.

After he was expelled from Asgard, even he himself had chosen to give up on himself.However, even at that time, all the people he dreamed of appeared in front of him, extending that warm and clean hand to him.

——Can he still see such a hand?

Holding the last hope, Fu Qianwen "opened" his eyes.

The blurry world gradually became clear, and what imprinted in his eyes was a hand.

Fair, slender, clean.This is a pair of swordsman's hands, perfect like a work of art.

And - warm.

"Can you still stand up?" Time seemed to turn back, and the man showed him the same smile as before: "Come, go to the river to wash, and I will heal your wounds."