Voice of the World [Transmigration Book]

The final result was as expected by Immortal Emperor Qing Zhuo, Fu Qianwen won.

After all, compared to pure force, Xia Anning is indeed no match for Fu Qianwen, whether it is now or in the future.

He stood on the high platform and looked at the Duoxian Terrace below, An Yiyin stood quietly by his side to protect and accompany him as before.Although Fu Qianwen and Xia Anning's current strength is not enough to see his face clearly, but as Qingzhuo Immortal Emperor, he can naturally.Seeing Fu Qianwen's scars all over but smiling like a fool, Su Zhuo couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.But when his eyes turned to Xia Anning, the despair in the other's eyes made him feel sad.

Perhaps in response to that sentence, the child who can call will have milk.Whether it's the Qing Zhuo Immortal Emperor or the immortals of Chongtian Palace, compared to Fu Qianwen who can't make a sound with a stick and abides by the law, Xia Anning, who is lively and always loves to make trouble, naturally wins their hearts. Pay attention, and there will be some preference.Although everyone was not surprised by the result of this competition, but seeing the proud and arrogant trouble-maker tearing down his face, no one could help but feel sorry for him.

After all, he looks so good-looking!

Even in the fairyland where beauties are everywhere, it is extremely rare for Xia Anning to be as beautiful as to show off his stunning appearance, not to mention that as a man, he has more masculinity and heroism that belong to men, which makes this stunning beauty even more beautiful.

People always prefer beautiful things.

Even gods are no exception to this point.

But now everyone's eyes are on Fu Qianwen, even if his appearance is so ordinary that no one in the fairy world intends to take a second look, no matter how powerful he is, he can't attract too much attention from the gods, at this moment everyone Everyone's eyes moved away from Xia Anning's body, and focused on Fu Qianwen.

Because people admire the strong more than the beautiful.

Even gods are no exception to this point.

The natural immortals in the audience angrily reprimanded Xia Anning for his embarrassment, forgetting how many times he had praised this powerful young man with peerless looks; the Houtian immortals in the audience praised Fu Qianwen's victory, forgetting how many times he had laughed at this A helpless immortal.When Jiuzhong Xianzun announced the result, the two saw through the "truth" in a short moment.

"The winner is - Fu Qianwen!"

The Xiantian Immortal was scolding angrily.

The acquired immortals were cheering.

Immortal Emperor Qingzhuo wanted to do something, because that proud and arrogant young man was crying silently.He didn't care about the abuse from the audience, but looked up at him.Obviously can't see anything clearly, but always stubbornly looking in his direction.Not just to increase Lao Shizi's favorability, but also because he also likes this arrogant boy with a different heart, this pure child with a simple mind and a keen intuition.

But An Yiyin held him back and shook her head slightly.

There is no other reason, the Red Lotus Immortal Emperor is here.

The Immortal Emperor, dressed in red like fire and blooming like a red lotus, stepped out of the bead curtain, and a powerful coercion enveloped the surrounding fields in an instant.All the voices disappeared, and the immortals watched as the noble and beautiful empress stepped down from the throne and approached the victor.

She arrogantly raised her fair and slender neck and asked, "You won?"

Fu Qianwen's excited hands were trembling, he respectfully knelt down on the ground according to the etiquette taught by the immortals, and tremblingly said: "Yes!"

"Head up."

Fu Qian raised his head as he said.

What came into view was a gorgeous and solemn face like a peony, which was another kind of peerless beauty.If Xia Anning represents the indisputable male and female between men and women, then the beauty of Red Lotus Immortal Emperor is completely feminine, enough to make any man obsessed and any woman jealous, but no matter her character, strength Or status, can only make people daunting.

how beautiful it is.

This is that person's mother, maybe... she will be as gentle and warm as him, right?

Are her hands warm too?I really want to hold it, it must be the same as what he saw, it is different from that person, and belongs to the warmth and softness of his mother, right?

He won, he was no longer a puppet, no longer a puppet, no longer a work.He is a human being, a fairy, and he no longer needs to wander alone forever. There will be two brothers, maybe one brother and the other, and a master like a mother. He has a family, and he is no longer alone. rely on.

He could stay with those warm hands forever.

Thinking of this, he heard the cold voice of the noble woman in front of him.

"How can a rough face match my son!"

Time seemed to stand still.

Fu Qianwen's eyes widened, and he couldn't help calling out the address he had silently recited a thousand times: "Master——"

"Shut up, wild dogs who don't understand the rules." Immortal Emperor Honglian said coldly: "They don't even have basic etiquette, so people in Chongtian Palace are trash!"

Immediately, an immortal came up and crushed Fu Qianwen to the ground. The immortal magic imprisoned his throat. He could only open his mouth and shout vigorously, but there was no sound.He raised his head in panic and looked above the stands, only to see that his hope had been standing there, not moving.

——Takemoto has no heart, and if you have no heart, you will not fall.

For some reason, the words of the man who could no longer remember his appearance suddenly appeared in his ears.

——Don't worry, you will never be hurt, and you will never be defeated.

——Don't have hope, without hope, you will not know what despair is.

The eyes of the Houtian immortals changed from admiration to disgust, for fear of offending the tyrannical and cruel Immortal Emperor Honglian because of Fu Qianwen's relationship.But Fu Qianwen didn't care about them, all he cared about was the person on the stage, the one who hadn't moved.

At the moment when Fu Qianwen gave up struggling, he saw the blurry figure above the throne push away An Yiyin who was beside him, and ran down towards him.

Hope was ignited again in Fu Qianwen's eyes.

Immediately, the deep voice of the Ninefold Immortal Venerable sounded next to his ears: "The winner——Xia Anning!"

Xia Anning had already wiped away the tears on his face. He silently looked at Fu Qianwen who was forcibly taken away, then turned his head to look at Immortal Emperor Qingzhuo who ran down without any manners. The Shangxian who taught him etiquette was moved to tears and said in a standard posture: "Subordinate Xia Anning, kowtow to the Immortal Emperor."

Immortal Emperor Qingzhuo finally ran down, he couldn't even hold back the coldness on his face, and said anxiously: "Mother! Such a reason is too—"

Immortal Emperor Qingzhuo didn't finish his words, because a long whip that was as fast as lightning came towards him, and he closed his eyes subconsciously, but he didn't feel any pain.The young Immortal Emperor, who was underage, was taken aback for a moment, then turned his head back in shock, and looked behind him.

Behind him, An Yiyin, who was chasing after him, had a deep bloodstain on the face as soft as jade, from the right forehead to the left corner of the mouth, across the entire face.Bright red blood flowed continuously down An Yiyin's face, but An Yiyin just stood there, letting the blood soak his clothes, doing nothing.

"Have all my son's rules been returned to Gu?" Immortal Emperor Honglian said arrogantly: "Are you feeling sorry for these inferior people? My son is kind, so Gu will naturally not blame you." Her gaze turned to An Yi Yin: "Raising you alone is not letting you just be a dog tail and follow my son."

An Yiyin respectfully said: "Disciple knows his mistake."

He grabbed Immortal Emperor Qingzhuo's hand at the moment when he was about to erupt, and his wide sleeves blocked everyone's eyes.

"My son, I will teach you another lesson." Immortal Emperor Honglian walked back to the throne, disdainful to take another look at Xia Anning, who was so weak that she had just accepted her mount, and said flatly: "In you Before you can be strong enough, you must learn to be patient and obedient."

Immortal Emperor Qingzhuo bowed his body and said in a low voice: "I...understood."

It's over.

Fu Qianwen was taken away from the Jiuzhong Immortal Palace, while Xia Anning was taken to the Immortal Palace, and Immortal Emperor Qingzhuo returned to the palace in silence, he could not even heal An Yiyin.

Because Immortal Emperor Honglian hit him in the face not only to punish Immortal Qingzhuo, but also to deter those immortals who saw that Immortal Honglian was not there and only Immortal Qingzhuo stood in front of the throne without any scruples private discussion.She was warning them to stay safe, she was protecting her beloved son from harm, and she was going to pave all the way for her heir before she left.

It's just that this love... is too heavy for Immortal Emperor Qingzhuo.

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Fu Qianwen was casually thrown out of the fairy palace by Xianwei.

He walked out of the fairy city step by step under the curious gazes of ordinary immortals in the city. He kept walking, and the wounds all over his body were painful and itchy.But he didn't stop, he just kept walking, and when he couldn't walk anymore, he slid and sat on the ground weakly against a huge fairy tree, silently.

This seemed to be no different from what he had experienced before.

So what should he do next?Now that he is so weak, who else needs to rely on him to realize his wish and give him a goal to continue?

do not know.

Don't know don't know don't know don't know don't know don't know don't know don't know don't know

He doesn't know anything.

"God, you can really run. I finally caught up with you."

Suddenly a voice came to his ears, a familiar right hand was placed in front of him, white, slender, beautiful like a work of art.

"Can you still stand up? Come, go to the river to wash, and Gu will heal your wounds."

Fu Qianwen didn't even know what he was doing, but his body was faster than his brain, so he couldn't help reaching out and holding that hand.

Tight, tight, tight hold, unwilling to let go.

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Fu Qianwen suddenly woke up from the dream.

The warm touch in his hands brought him back to his senses, he raised his head, and a beautiful young face came into view.For a moment, reality was confused with the dream, and he once felt that the person standing in front of him was Xia Anning, but he quickly came back to his senses, and then firmly grasped the palm in his hand, which was a little small compared to him, and was not yet fully developed. Experience the nostalgic temperature.

"His Majesty……"

"Did you have a nightmare?" Su Zhuo said unexpectedly, "I didn't expect the second senior brother to have...a nightmare."

"Ah."

"Relax a little, I'm a mortal now, if you force me harder, my bones will really break." Su Zhuo looked at Fu Qianwen with a funny face and suddenly let go, the man's cold and masculine face was divided into two halves by the silver mask, Su Zhuo reached out to press the mask, but Fu Qianwen blocked it first.

"Can't take it off?"

Fu Qianwen was silent.

Su Zhuo said helplessly: "Although I know what you mean in the affirmative, but if you don't say it, not everyone knows."

Fu Qianwen whispered: "Sorry."

"There's nothing to apologize for." Su Zhuo looked at him: "You look tired."

Fu Qianwen replied: "My cultivation has reached the bottleneck, and I feel restless."

"Is that so..." Su Zhuo didn't delve into it, he grabbed Fu Qianwen's left hand and pulled him up from the bed, dragging him to the bed: "Okay, go to sleep. Have a good rest."

"His Majesty?"

"I'll go to the soft bed to rest for a while. Don't worry, this body is still young and not tall and thin. The soft bed was made by my silly master according to my size. You will definitely not be able to lie down." Su Zhuo overwhelmed him On the bed, he said forcefully: "Stop cultivating, relax your mind and soul, and sleep for a while in a mortal way."

"Yes..." Fu Qianwen hesitated and said, "Your Majesty—"

Su Zhuo laughed and said, "Huh? Do you want to sleep alone with you?"

"no--"

"Just kidding, lie down and lie down." Su Zhuo walked to the soft edge and sat down: "I can understand the mood of my silly master. It's quite interesting to take care of someone. I don't know when you took care of me like this back then, Are you thinking the same as me?"

Fu Qianwen said honestly: "It must be... different."

"That's right." Su Zhuo shook his head and lay on the soft bed: "After all, taking care of me is not a happy thing, especially when my mother is around."

Fu Qianwen shook his head and did not speak.

Perhaps as Su Zhuo said, taking care of Immortal Emperor Qingzhuo is not a good job, especially before Immortal Emperor Honglian ascended, it can be described as a disaster.But Fu Qianwen didn't feel sad.

For him, being able to take care of and serve Immortal Emperor Qingzhuo is a kind of happiness.

——When that hand held him again in despair, the owner of that hand was everything to Fu Qianwen.

"What else should I say?" Su Zhuo smiled and said, "After all, it's been too long, we haven't talked like this."

"Chat?" Fu Qianwen paused: "Your Majesty, although I'd love to chat with you, it's already three o'clock."

"what?"

"You are still a child and your body has not yet grown up." Fu Qianwen insisted: "Sleeping too late is not good for your health."

"Haha... well, I'll just sleep." Su Zhuo laughed and said, "But you are not allowed to carry me back to bed late at night, this is an order."

"……Yes."

"You really intend to do this..."

"Feel sorry."

"Don't say sorry easily, especially to me." Su Zhuo said wickedly: "It's okay for An Ning."

But Fu Qianwen didn't get into his circle: "Your Majesty, it's time for you to sleep."

"Okay, okay, I'll just listen to you." Su Zhuo said with a smile: "But the opportunity is rare, let me go down the mountain in your name tomorrow. That stupid master is always afraid I’m afraid of that, I haven’t even been able to leave here.”

"Okay." After a pause, Fu Qianwen asked the same question: "Your Majesty likes the Human World?"

Su Zhuo answered the question patiently: "Well, I like it very much. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been reincarnated in the human world twice."

He asked again: "Do you plan to become a fairy in the future?"

"Well...Although I promised Miantang to go to the Demon Realm, let's become a fairy first." Su Zhuo thought for a while and said, "I don't intend to disappoint the silly master, and it should be better to go back to the Fairy Realm first."

Fu Qianwen nodded: "Go to sleep."

Su Zhuo turned his head to look at Fu Qianwen who was also leaning on the bed, and nodded slightly: "Good night, Second Senior Brother."

"Good night, Your Majesty."

The lights went out again, Fu Qianwen shook the palm of his hand, feeling the anxiety and pain brought by the demons away from him little by little.

But those words kept echoing in my mind over and over again.

He held down the silver mask on the right face.

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"What's an ugly monster?"

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"The winner is - Fu Qianwen!"

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"The winner is - Xia Anning!"

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"How can a rough face match my son!"

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Over and over again, over and over again, endlessly.

-

It was bright in the morning.

Su Zhuo woke up vaguely, and found that Fu Qianwen had already packed his clothes, and even fetched water for him to wash up.Because of his order yesterday, Shanxia didn't serve breakfast, which was exactly what he wanted.Under the service of the other party, Su Zhuo quickly tidied up his clothes, ran to Xue Changsheng's room and left a note saying "The Immortal Elder has a life, the disciple will accompany the Immortal Elder to the morning market, Master, don't read it", and took He took the purse he had left in the room and went out.

With Fu Qianwen present, the unbreakable mountain protection array of Beiming Xianzong is as fragile as a child's toy, and even he penetrated the entire enchantment without triggering any defense mechanism, which made Su Zhuo complain to the system about Beiming Xianzong's Extremely unlucky.

In an instant, the two came to the foot of the mountain.

The Northern Underworld Sect has stood here for thousands of years, the entire mountain range is called the Northern Underworld Mountain Range, and the towns under the mountain are extremely prosperous because of the protection of the Northern Underworld Sect.This is a town for cultivators. Naturally, it is different from the fairs in the mortal world. There is no curfew or too many restrictions. Almost all the shops are open all day.Therefore, although Su Zhuo and the others came very early, the commercial streets in the city were already full of people coming and going.

The Taoist robe on Su Zhuo's body was specially made by Xue Changsheng, needless to say it was luxurious, and there was an obvious emblem of the Beiming Immortal Sect printed on the back.As soon as Su Zhuo and two entered the restaurant, they were welcomed in by the waiter who was also a Qi training practitioner with a smile on his face. He didn't care at all that Fu Qianwen next to him looked very ordinary in clothes and breathed like a mortal without cultivation.

Su Zhuo has been in the mortal world for 14 years, and his favorite places are all kinds of restaurants, brothels and teahouses, so he can't see the thoughts in the heart of this shop boy.After ordering the dishes, Su Zhuo looked at Fu Qianwen's simple pitch-black robe, and couldn't help laughing: "Well, if you don't wear armor, you really can't tell that this is the silk that only immortals are qualified to wear." Battle robe..."

"His Majesty?"

"Don't call me that." Su Zhuo waved his hand: "Well, just call me by my name. Ah no, the silly master will cry again after stopping. Just call me Fucheng."

Fu Qianwen's brows were tight enough to pinch a fly to death.

"Follow you when there is no one else."

Fu Qianwen just gave up.

Breakfast was served soon, although it was just simple porridge, side dishes and tea eggs, but because the aura contained in the land of the cultivation world was much better than that in the mortal world, the taste was naturally more delicious.Seasonings that are available in the mortal world are available here, and those that are not in the mortal world are also available here.Take this pickled vegetable as an example, it melts in the mouth and leaves a fragrance, and with the thick porridge, even Su Zhuo couldn't help but twitch his index finger, and even ate two bowls.

"It's not in vain that I came here specifically to find the biggest restaurant in the city." Looking at the three empty bowls in front of Fu Qianwen, Su Zhuo was in a great mood: "When I go back, I must ask my brother to send someone to buy seasonings regularly, or seasonings The seeds of the fairyland. The food in the fairyland is always original, and there is nothing fresh."

Fu Qianwen paused for a moment, and then said pertinently: "Immortal Bigu eats Lingbao to increase his cultivation."

Only the status of Immortal Emperor Qingzhuo can use those precious and sweet spirit treasures as snacks.

Su Zhuo objected: "But there are always people who like food, such as me, such as An Ning."

Fu Qianwen nodded.

Su Zhuo thought for a while and said, "What is the second senior brother going to do next? Will you continue to follow me?"

Fu Qianwen affirmed: "Of course. Before you ascend, I will be by your side."

Su Zhuo nodded the table: "It's 'you'."

Fu Qianwen frowned in embarrassment.

Su Zhuo has no intention of being humble on this point.If he is called "Fu Cheng", at most the immortal loves him, if he is called "you"... Hehe, there is no need for him to hang around anymore, okay?

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Xue Changsheng took the note left by his precious apprentice and walked down the mountain in a daze.

There, the three real people of Taishan, Qin Huanyan and Qin Guangsha were all guarding there.They had been waiting for the message from the mountain since the morning, but they did not receive any message until the sun rose completely.Xue Changsheng was really worried, and decided to go up as the master of Pojian Peak and Master Xue Fucheng to condolences to this cheating god, and to see if the other party had any orders.

Although he was very worried about the junior brother's cultivation, but in terms of hospitality, even the real Tongtai couldn't pick out the ability that Xue Changsheng had cultivated since he was a child.So when they saw Xue Changsheng walking down the mountain with a look of despair, everyone's heart skipped a beat.Master Taishan went up to meet him first and said, "Changsheng, what's the matter?"

"Brother Sect Leader...Cheng'er...Cheng'er..." Xue Changsheng howled, "Cheng'er was taken away by that poor immortal!"

Immortal Taishan was caught by him and couldn't get away. Immortal Mulan and Immortal Tongtai were in shock.Qin Huanyan walked up to Xue Changsheng calmly, turned the scabbard upside down and hit him on the wrist.Xue Changsheng let go of his hand in pain, and the high-quality letter paper fell into Qin Huanyan's hands.

Qin Guangsha, who was following behind Qin Huanyan, took a curious look, and saw that the handwriting on the paper was clear and neat, and he couldn't help saying hello in his heart.

Qin Huanyan put away the paper in her arms, turned and left.

Qin Guangsha asked in surprise, "Master?"

Master Taishan brushed aside the howling Xue Changsheng, and asked curiously, "Fenqin, where are you going?"

With her back to them, Qin Huanyan paused every word, speaking extremely coldly.

"Go down the mountain."