Voice of the World [Transmigration Book]

He gently opened the door.

This is a completely dark stone room, no wind, no light, no sound.Quiet to the scary dark room, quiet to the scary world.This is a hopeless space, full of dead silence and despair.

The sound of him pushing open the stone door and the light coming in from the outside world became the only hope for this desperate world, and it also made the dying animals in the cage cry out with joy and weep.

Although this voice was nothing more than the powerless moan of a dying person in his ears.

He walked into the stone room slowly.

He was dressed in a gorgeous blue dress that looked like a sky, with long black hair hanging loose, his skin was shining fluorescently in the sunlight outside, and his face was even more handsome, even if it was only half illuminated by the light, he was so handsome that everyone The women were all shocked.

However, all of this is not as good as his hands.

He has a pair of perfect hands with white and slender fingertips, like priceless jade.People who use their hands as weapons are too soft or rough, and those who hold knives and guns have broad joints and tight muscles—this is a pair of hands that only a peerless swordsman can have.

However, the ten fingers of the owner of these hands are twitching lightly, which is disastrous.This is hard to understand, hard to understand why a man with such a pair of perfect hands would make such a move that doesn't suit his body at all.

The huge Immortal World Hantian Iron fell from the ceiling and split the entire stone chamber in half, leaving only a round hole the size of a bowl at the very bottom of the center of the iron wall.From the other side of the round hole came bursts of stench and filth, and even the most inferior fairy servants were unwilling to approach it.However, the man who looked like a sword fairy did not make any statement.He just walked to the round hole on the iron gate with a stiff face, and asked in a low voice: "...Are you... awake?"

That voice was as clean and cold as a flowing spring.

The greeting echoed in this stone room, but there was no reply for a long time.There was a slightly irritable expression on his stiff and indifferent face, as if he was worried about something, and he calmed down again.He took out the spiritual fruit wrapped in silk from his cuff and passed it in through the round hole on the iron door, and said in a low voice: "I was locked up these days, so I didn't come to you, I didn't miss the appointment on purpose, sorry. "

There was still no response from the other side of the iron wall.

He touched his white but powerful arm, and he could still vaguely feel the pain of being almost bitten off a piece of flesh by the trapped beast behind the wall with his teeth that day.Somewhat afraid of the beast inside the door rushing towards him again, this time he was different from the past, he quickly put the cloth bag on the ground and wanted to take it back quickly.

However, a pair of cold hands grabbed his wrist faster than he could.

It's not that he didn't realize it, he subconsciously wanted to shake the opponent away before it touched him, but he was afraid that his own strength would shock the cub inside.With such a moment of hesitation, the cub had already put its cheek close to his hand.He said in his heart that he was going to suffer, and vowed in his heart that no one would find his injury this time. He gritted his teeth and planned to bear the pain of being bitten off by a wild beast, but unexpectedly, his arm was not hard teeth, but... something moist and soft.

"exactly……"

A hoarse and dry sound echoed in the stone chamber.

His mind was blank. After all, he had been here no less than a dozen times. This was the first time in history that he heard the voice of this beautiful cub.

The cubs were licking him, licking his arms, licking where he had been bitten by the cubs.Liquid colder than saliva dripped on his arm, drawing a deep mark on his arm.

"Yes...no...no..."

He opened his mouth, but found that he couldn't even make a sound.

This time, he didn't care about the expensive clothes on his body anymore, he half-kneeled and half-sat on the dirty ground, and stretched out his other hand through the round hole in the iron wall.The round hole was too small, so he had to stick both arms together. This ridiculous posture caused the noble and cold sword fairy to fall into the mortal world in an instant, but he didn't care.A big smile appeared on the face that had been stiff for a long time, and he stroked the cub's dirty hair with his left hand with some difficulty, but he knew that this hair would be full of terrifying power in the future.

"You don't need to say sorry." He smiled and stroked the other person's head, and then carefully ran his flawless fingers across the tearful face of the other party, outlining the cheek of the cub - this prisoner who was only seven or eight years old.

"It's okay, I don't mind you biting me before." He smiled and said softly, "But little one, you are not allowed to bite me again."

The cub trapped on the other side rubbed its cheeks against the other's fingers across its face, and still couldn't help licking the invisible wound: "...don't...go..."

"Well, I won't leave. If possible, I would like to stay here forever." He completely took off his external disguise, and couldn't help laughing: "I miss you too, Taotie."

Taotie let out a quiet "hmm", and continued to slowly rub his cheek against his fingers.

"So, you don't have to say sorry to me." He smiled, and suddenly couldn't help but whispered: "You never have to say sorry to me."

-

Conscience said that Su Zhuo was frightened when she just opened her eyes.

When he was the Immortal Emperor Qingzhuo, he naturally didn't need to come to the "Ascension to Immortal Terrace", a dirty place dedicated to washing scriptures and marrow for immortals who had just ascended, but it didn't mean he hadn't seen it.But at this moment, His Majesty the former Immortal Emperor was standing in the very center of Shengxiantai, and before he could get out of the comfort of washing scriptures and changing marrow, he was so frightened by the old face in front of him that he almost slapped him.

Su Zhuo respectfully said: "Excuse me, this fairy...?"

"Haha! Immortal Elder! It's really interesting. Baby, you are also an immortal now!" The old man laughed loudly and said, "Good boy, which sect did you ascend to?"

It is not entirely correct to say that he is an old man. The person in front of him has white beard and hair, and is bent over. The first impression is that he is an old man who is over [-] years old, but his face is ruddy and half covered by hair. Looking closely at the face, the skin is as delicate as a baby's.

Not just the old man standing in front of him, there are seven men and six women behind him, looking up and down as if looking at some rare animal, whispering something.

Su Zhuo said in a low voice: "Your junior is rude. This junior is Xue Fucheng, a disciple of the Pojian Peak sect of Beiming Immortal Sect. He has met all the elders."

"Hahaha! The old man won!" The white-haired old man laughed three times, and said to the men and women behind him: "I said that the clothes on this doll are exactly like that of the Fenqin Sword Immortal, and it must be an improvement of my Beiming Immortal Sect's Taoist robe. Money! You still don’t believe it! I’m willing to bet and admit defeat, the best banquet in Zuixianlou tonight, don’t even think about running away!”

Everyone behind them looked very disappointed, among them the female fairy in red said in distaste: "Could it be that your Beiming Immortal Sect has cultivated some secret method that hurts people? Just came a Fenqin Sword Immortal, even this bigger doll is also from Beiming .”

"You can't eat grapes there, say grapes are sour!" The white-haired old man snorted coldly: "My Beiming Immortal Sect is the number one sect in the human world. If this ascendant doesn't come from Beiming, it won't work if he comes out of your Xueyun Palace." !"

The red-clothed female fairy said angrily: "Old man Tianying, you have any objections to my Xueyun Palace!"

Seeing that the two were about to start a fight, the twelve immortals on the other side all set up a spectator posture, and even started to set up a bet.Su Zhuo twitched the corners of his mouth, and said helplessly, "Can all seniors listen to this junior?"

The crowd looked at him.

Su Zhuo said slowly: "As far as this junior knows, a hundred years ago in Xueyun Palace, because the palace owner loved the leader of the Demonic Dao, the whole faction had betrayed and turned to the Demonic Daoist sect... If you want to get the Tao, you should go to the Demon Realm. "

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and the red fairy immediately said angrily: "Son, what are you talking about!"

"Although this junior is here for the first time, I don't know if there is a magic weapon in the fairy world to peek into the lower realm." Su Zhuo said calmly, "But this junior will definitely not dare to lie to the seniors."

The fairy in red looked at him coldly, and suddenly stretched out her hand!A red line cut through the extremely rich aura of Shengxiantai, like a red-chained snake spitting out snake letters, and swept towards Su Zhuo!Su Zhuo watched calmly, seeing that Hong Lian was about to engulf Su Zhuo's body, Immortal Tianying shouted angrily, drew his sword and slashed, chopping that soft Hong Lian into pieces!

"Fairy Hongfu, what are you doing!" Daoist Tianying said coldly, "Could it be that you don't say that I, the Northern Underworld Immortal Sect, is in your eyes?"

Fairy Hongfu looked at Su Zhuo coldly, then turned and left.

Su Zhuo asked curiously: "Master, may I ask what this senior fairy wants to arrest his disciple?"

"You doll is interesting." A female fairy who watched on the side laughed and said, "We can't see the lower world, so naturally we need to pump your brains and spy on your soul."

"Divine soul..." Su Zhuo pretended to be puzzled, but he should be able to understand the first part: "In public, how dare my senior do this?"

Everyone laughed suddenly, and a male fairy said: "What a lovely child, I never thought that such a naive child as you can appear in the old-fashioned place of the Beiming Immortal Sect - this is a fairyland, as long as you have I am capable and not afraid of being retaliated, what can I not do? I just fly to the city of the Xiantian Immortal to make trouble!"

"Don't talk nonsense." Master Tianying looked at Su Zhuo and frowned and said, "But as he said, you offended Fairy Hongfu, you should stay in the sect until you are able to protect yourself. "

Su Zhuo wondered: "Zongmen? Are there any major sects in the fairy world?"

Daoist Tianying said impatiently: "The disciples of the various sects ascended to the fairy world, except for those who are idle in the wild, they will naturally establish sects."

Su Zhuo nodded: "So that's the case, this is slightly different from the fairy world that disciples know."

This sentence once again attracted everyone's attention, and Master Tianying wondered: "Where did you hear the anecdote in the fairy world? Could it be the stories of the mortal market?"

Su Zhuo shook his head and said, "The disciple was fortunate enough to meet the fairy fate, and thanks to the great love of the fairy, he was able to glimpse a corner of the fairy world."

"Nonsense, how old are you? This fairy world has not opened its gates for more than 400 years." Tianying said unhappily: "Forget it, you can't blame you for being a newcomer, hurry and go back to Beiming with me."

Su Zhuo said stubbornly: "But that immortal once left his name and token, and told his disciples to look for him after he ascended."

Now Master Tianying was really curious: "Oh, what's that person's name?"

"he is--"

"—Of course it's the deity!" An arrogant voice came from behind the crowd: "My name is Xia Anning!"

"!!!"