Voice of the World [Transmigration Book]

Xia Anning stood at the corner of the world.

This is a place to exile immortals who have made mistakes. Whether they are born immortals or acquired immortals, they don't like this place.

This place is under the jurisdiction of Fu Qianwen, who is in charge of punishment. At this time of his retreat, no one dares to stop the footsteps of Xia Anning, a violent immortal.The Houtian immortals knelt far away, not even daring to lift their heads.

Xia Anning likes people to kneel when they talk to him, and in the fairy world where the hierarchy is extremely strict, before the new emperor is born, the authority of the immortal is absolute.What he likes is what must be achieved.He only allowed people to look at his insteps without permission, and no one would have the guts to look at his knees.

Nobody wants to climb up.

Because here, the benefits brought by rights are absolute.

Xia Anning suddenly opened his arms, and the whirlwind of the wild hunting swept his clothes. He didn't use his spiritual power to resist, and let the strong wind blow his long-distance running, like an eagle spreading its wings , His back inexplicably has a heroic and intense impact.

It's just that no one can see these immortals kneeling in the distance.

Xia Anning hated others seeing his face. His peerless appearance, which was envied by countless people, was a burden to him.Back then he cringed, the desire to win over everything else.So when faced with the low-hanging fruit, he looks at the man running toward him and accepts it all.

What's the use of crying?He had already understood this point personally during that period of tortuous and homeless life.

Without that person by my side, even my blind eyes will only become a joke for others.

He wants to stay by the side of the person who will look at him tenderly, he will not dislike him, he will not alienate him because of his insincere words, he will not admire him because of his beautiful face, and he will not move anyone because of this face. Dirty thoughts.And after the victory, what he longed for is at his fingertips, he can have a better life, he can let Yiha live a better life, no longer need to rely on the pity and charity of others to live, no need to rely on stealing for a living.

So he accepted.

Because Xia Anning can only win in his life, since the day he lost everything and could only wander with the Tengu, he can't afford to lose.

Then, because of his despicableness, came the punishment.

After that contest, he lost the game but won.He became the disciple of Immortal Emperor Honglian and that person's junior junior brother.He would still say some insincere words, but that person and An Yiyin could always understand what he really thought in his heart, tolerate him, and accept him.Yiha can taste the best fresh fruit, sleep on a soft quilt, and swim in clean pool water every day.Everyday life was like a dream, no matter how harshly he was treated by Immortal Emperor Honglian, Xia Anning was content with it.

But after all, something is different.

Why is Xia Anning so favored by Immortal Emperor Honglian?

—Because he is good-looking.

Why did Xia Anning become the final winner?

——Because he is good-looking.

Why does Immortal Emperor Qingzhuo always leave Lingbao to him?

——Because he is good-looking.

why why why why why why...

—Because he is good-looking.

This is the price he paid for accepting happiness that should not belong to him by means of despicable means. If this is punishment, then he accepts it all.

However, no one can beat him!From the moment of birth, from the moment of robbing other people's life in order to survive, from the moment of grasping the long sword and pointing at others, Xia Anning's life is doomed to fail, but cannot be defeated!

Those who are weaker than him are not qualified to laugh at him; those who are weaker than him are not qualified to ridicule him; those who are weaker than him can only fear him, obey him, and fear him.He wants to be that superior person, so that those immortals who have bullied him don't even have the qualifications to look up at him, but can only kneel on the ground, only worthy of seeing the soles of his shoes!

If this is punishment, he will make everyone dare not punish him!

The Red Lotus Immortal Emperor gave him the best environment, the best swordsmanship, the best fairy art, the best medicine, the best spirit treasure and the most suitable enemy.Apart from reciting the rules that must be memorized under Xiantong's supervision every morning and evening, Xia Anning's life seemed to be nothing but cultivation.He is an all-rounder, with the best spiritual roots and the best bones, no matter what he learns, he can get twice the result with half the effort.What's more, he worked so hard, to the point of desperately, day and night, night and day, without interruption.He became stronger and stronger, and his enemies ranged from low-level immortals to high-level immortals, and in the end even captured high-level demons fought for his life.

And he won both.

Since that competition, Xia Anning has never lost again. He has become the king of constant victories, and he is more and more proud of being bathed in the gaze of his majesty.He became more and more arrogant and arrogant, but he never violated the orders of Immortal Emperor Honglian and Immortal Qingzhuo, just like the most loyal dog.

Xia Anning is very satisfied with this status quo, as if Yiha has never disliked his humbleness and poverty, and has always protected him through the storms with him.And now, he also wants to be the most loyal eagle dog of Immortal Emperor Qingzhuo, dedicating everything he can to his supreme king like Yiha once did to him.

His character is becoming more and more like Immortal Emperor Red Lotus, just as arrogant, cruel, violent, arrogant but caring for Immortal Emperor Qingzhuo.And as he grew older, he became more and more beautiful, more handsome, more flamboyant, and more powerful, getting closer to the Red Lotus Immortal Emperor that everyone feared but was as gorgeous as a peony.

And compared to An Yiyin who sticks to his duty and has a gentle personality, Immortal Emperor Honglian is also very satisfied with Xia Anning who is like a mad dog.This little disciple is the only one who is allowed to raise her head and speak loudly in front of the Red Lotus except Immortal Emperor Qingzhuo. This also proves that she likes Xia Anning who resembles her very much. The secret technique for An Yiyin was also handed over to Xia Anning without hesitation.

This is simply a disaster for the immortal officials who live in the Nine Layers Immortal Palace.

But Xia Anning didn't feel that way, he was very happy, very happy.Because there are fewer and fewer people who dare to punish him.And he is getting stronger and stronger, one day, he will be so strong that he will not lose again.

Then he has nothing to lose!

So when he defeated An Yiyin who was originally unsurpassable in his eyes, unspeakable joy filled his chest.He couldn't help laughing out loud, and then couldn't help but chase the gaze of his favorite Immortal Emperor Qingzhuo who always left good things to himself, wanting to see affirmation in the other person's eyes again, to see That is his favorite tenderness.

But he was disappointed.

He didn't see the emotion he longed for in the other person's eyes, on the contrary, the indifference in the other person's eyes made him feel cold all over his body.

Immortal Emperor Qingzhuo helped An Yiyin, who had been burned by his fiery sword energy, and gently healed the other's wound, just like what he had done to him every time, but completely ignored the fact that An Yiyin was also injured by An Yiyin's spell. Get yourself hurt all over.From the beginning to the end, the other party only had An Yiyin in their eyes, until he left the arena, he didn't even look at him again.

Xia Anning suddenly understood.

The only one who can really punish himself... is Immortal Emperor Qingzhuo.

And he will never...never be able to surpass Immortal Emperor Qingzhuo.

Xia Anning became restless all day long, and couldn't even concentrate on practicing.However, even after being cruelly punished by Immortal Emperor Honglian several times, he still failed to regain the eyes of Immortal Emperor Qingzhuo.He found that he couldn't wait any longer, that the trapper behavior that once applied to the troubled streets did not apply to this magnificent Empyrean Palace, and it would never apply to the person he loved the most.

Although there are many things in my heart that I want to say, but every time I come to people, my taste will always change.Anxious emotions corroded his heart. Shan Xia Anning was not a character who would sit still, so he decided to take the initiative.

After several days of "long talks" against the wall all night, Xia Anning sneaked into the bedroom of Immortal Emperor Qingzhuo with anxiety and confidence.Immortal Emperor Qingzhuo likes tranquility, and he is a spiritual root of water and wood attributes, so the palace where he is located is rarely populated except for the necessary servants and An Yiyin, and a clear breath can be felt from outside the palace.Xia Anning took a deep breath, he felt shy and even ashamed for what he was going to say later, and he didn't want anyone except Immortal Emperor Qingzhuo to see his embarrassed posture.So he hid his figure, and now, after 200 years, there are few people in this majestic Nine Layer Immortal Palace who can surpass him in spells.

So he specially chose An Yiyin to be trained, which is a chance that he will never come back. He sneaked close to the bedroom of Immortal Emperor Qingzhuo, but heard a...familiar voice.

How funny, he once thought that he no longer cared, no longer cared, but today, after 200 years, he recognized the other party's voice for the first time.

The man said: "Your Majesty, there is no need to be like this. It is enough for me to be by your side."

Immortal Emperor Qingzhuo said coldly: "Your strength has proven yourself, so there is no need to belittle yourself. Since Gu is determined to let you be Gu's senior brother, don't say too much."

That voice was so cold, as cold as the breath from this palace.But Xia Anning could imagine that person's expression at this time, those gentle eyes hidden under the cold exterior that made people feel nostalgic.

What conquered Xia Anning, the mad dog, was never overwhelming power or absolute force, but the kindness and warmth that a stray wild dog had never experienced before.

So I can't lose, so I don't want to lose, I don't want to lose the gaze of the person who can still smile gently when facing the embarrassed wild dog.

So he must win, and only if he wins can he get everything he wants!

however--

——It took him 200 years to realize that he had never won from the very beginning.

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Su Zhuo, who was full of food and drink, pulled Fu Qianwen out of the restaurant, bought a somewhat fancy sword tassel for the other party and tied it to the long gun-like long sword that the other party carried behind his back.Fu Qian let him tease him silently, like an elder brother doting on his younger brother, silently paying attention to Su Zhuo who looked like a teenager.The haze in his heart has dissipated little by little over the past few days, but there is always the deepest point entrenched in his heart, which cannot be cut or torn apart.

Fu Qianwen knew what this emotion was.

— that is jealousy.

He has always been jealous of Xia Anning's all-round talent, straightforward personality, and most importantly, his almost perfect appearance.Compared to him who is silent, whether it is Immortal Emperor Honglian or An Yiyin, including Su Zhuo, they will unconsciously give Xia Anning their eyes, and he is always like an outsider who has no sense of existence. Always standing silently by the side, there are thousands of words to describe, but I can't say a word when I open my mouth.

That's why Fu Qianwen tightly guarded the few advantages that he was better than the other party, and also tightly held on to his few advantages, even if they were crushed, he would not let go, for fear that if he was a little less, he would be completely lost. Abandoned by them, forgotten.

So he kept his jealous heart tight, not daring to let anyone see any sign of it, and reduce his bargaining chip for himself.Even if this jealousy corrodes and stinks a little bit, I don't want to show it and throw it away.

For Fu Qianwen, what is terrible is never losing something, what is terrible is the cold loneliness that completely submerges him after losing.

Su Zhuo turned to look at him: "Second Senior Brother?"

Fu Qianwen shook his head slowly: "It's nothing."

Su Zhuo thoughtfully looked at the other party's serious and indifferent face, but he didn't say anything, but continued to show a gentle smile, grabbed Fu Qianwen's hand and walked towards the location of the teahouse he just inquired about go.

If you say what is Su Zhuo's favorite activity in this human world, then there is no doubt that in the teahouse, he heard some strange knowledge and stories told by scholars. Flying horizontally, it is as wonderful as seeing it with your own eyes.It was this passionate emotion that deeply infected Su Zhuo. Even if he heard the same story a dozen times, he didn’t feel bored. On the contrary, because a different person told it with a different flavor, he was full of interest in the story itself. interest.

This also led to the fact that it was no surprise that Qin Huanyan, who was already a Fenqin Sword Immortal, was blocking the door of the largest teahouse in the town waiting for him.

Su Zhuo took Fu Qianwen's hand and froze on the spot. He put too much energy and attention on Fu Qianwen, and Qin Huanyan was not within the monitoring range of the system, so that when he found the other party , Qin Huanyan's cold eyes had been fixed on him for quite a while.

Su Zhuo: "..."

Is it still too late for him to pretend he didn't notice it?

Obviously it was too late, Su Zhuo bit the bullet and let go of Fu Qianwen's hand and walked silently to Qin Huanyan's side. The Zonghui of Beiming Immortal Sect on both of them made all the monks who planned to go into the teahouse to drink morning tea agree with each other Choosing to come back another day, the shopkeeper in the teahouse dared not speak out, hid inside to complain about the evil spirit at the door, but did not dare to take any action.

joke!He is just a small Qi training period, and his business is all dependent on the blessing of the Fairy of the Northern Darkness, so how dare he do anything to resist?Not to mention the awe-inspiring swordsman at the door, he has never seen such a terrifying person even in the 20-year grand event of the Beiming Immortal Sect that gathers practitioners in the town!

So, at the door of the teahouse that became inexplicably sparsely populated, Su Zhuo tried his best to put on a cowardly expression, and whispered: "Disciple Xue Fucheng pays a visit to Uncle Fenqin, but I don't know that Master——"

Qin Huanyan said coldly: "Draw your sword."

Su Zhuo: "..."

He took a deep breath, forced a smile and said, "I don't understand that Uncle Fenqin—"

"Don't let me say it for the third time." Qin Huanyan's brows had obvious anger, and the air pressure belonging to the power of the tribulation period even made the practitioners who hid far away to watch the show feel suffocated. Knowing that he had hit an iron plate, he ran away quickly.

Qin Huan said coldly, "Su Zhuo, draw your sword!"

Su Zhuo: "..."

He really didn't know where he was exposed!Even if she was by Fu Qianwen's side, but the other party didn't show any excessive behavior in front of others, Qin Huanyan was just suspicious at most, she shouldn't be so sure!

Just when Su Zhuo was wondering whether he was going to resist, Fu Qianwen stepped forward to block Su Zhuo, and completely blocked the sword intent that did not have much impact on Su Zhuo's soul, and said coldly: "You didn't Qualifications allow—recover, draw your sword.”

Su Zhuo: "... What's the difference between your interruption and my direct admission?"

Fu Qian was taken aback when he heard the words, then turned to look at Su Zhuo, a little dazed: "Sorry..."

"I've said it all, don't say sorry to me." Su Zhuo rubbed his temples, he showed a head from the side of Fu Qianwen's broad back, facing his friend's sharp eyes that almost turned into reality, and said guiltily: "That, happy face..."

Seeing that the opponent was about to draw his sword, Su Zhuo hurriedly said: "I just pretended to be stupid and avoided you because I was afraid that you would let me draw my sword!"

Qin Huanyan paused, and the anger between his brows subsided slightly, but he was still extremely dissatisfied: "As warriors, what so-called fear do we have?"

Su Zhuo said in pain, "Don't do to others what you don't want yourself to do to yourself."

Qin Huan's face was displeased: "You should too."

Su Zhuo re-read: "Don't do to others what you don't want yourself to do to yourself—even if you want it yourself, it doesn't mean I want to do it to you!"

Qin Huanyan said: "Is this your reason?"

Su Zhuo nodded a little guilty.

Qin Huanyan said coldly: "Pull! Sword!"

Su Zhuo silently retracted her head behind Fu Qianwen, comforting herself that making Qin Huanyan reread the syllables was not a small achievement.

Although Fu Qianwen was dissatisfied with Qin Huanyan's unreasonable behavior, he didn't feel any annoyance from his Majesty. On the contrary, the reason why he didn't take any measures was precisely because he felt the joy coming from Su Zhuo.His eyes swept over Qin Huanyan again and frowned slightly, but he didn't say anything.

Suddenly, Fu Qianwen suddenly drew his long sword from behind and pointed it at his back!

【Please note--】

The sound of the system sounded in Su Zhuo's mind.

[Xia Anning is less than 20 meters away from you. 】

Su Zhuo was about to growl: 【Could your notice be sooner? 】

The system said coldly: [Detection is limited in scope, what can I do if the other party appears directly next to you by means of an instant. 】

Su Zhuo raised his head almost in despair, and looked at his junior brother who should have stayed in the fairyland obediently without knowing about his reincarnation.

brother!This is different from the script we discussed. Hey!

An Yiyin obviously couldn't hear Su Zhuo's wailing in his heart. I don't know when the street became empty—even the shopkeeper of the teahouse ran away when Qin Huan's face was murderous——Xia Anning Station On the top of the building, condescendingly looking down at Fu Qianwen with a cold face, a mocking expression appeared on his gorgeous face.

He said arrogantly: "You are still useless as always, Fu Qianwen. Wearing a mask, is it interesting?"

Fu Qianwen raised a giant sword as tall as his own.

The ridicule in Xia Anning's eyes was even more obvious: "Have you been able to hide it for a while, have you been hiding it for the rest of your life? You shrank into a shell like a tortoise, covering your ears and stealing the bell, even that bastard from the Immortal Pond lived a more glorious life than you!"

Fu Qianwen slashed down with a sword!

Su Zhuo was pushed into Qin Huanyan's arms by Fu Qianwen with a look of despair.Although the sword fairy in the tribulation stage couldn't face the power of the gods, he retreated safely in the hands of the opponent.Just after Su Zhuo left Fu Qianwen's breath, Fu Qianwen's long sword was completely slashed, and the huge spiritual power shook the entire space, like a mountain torrent, and the terrible sword energy swept across the field, even stronger than what Qin Huanyan felt in the underground palace. Even more violently, he rushed to Xia Anning's face with the anger in his heart!

At the moment when the whole teahouse was cut in half, Xia Anning unhurriedly waved his sleeves and spread the stars.The strange sense of distortion made Su Zhuo slightly dizzy, and the sense of connection with the system was also severed.The terrifying spiritual power and sword energy could not rush out of the barrier, but it also made the air flow inside the barrier more violent and chaotic.

Qin Huanyan protected the boy in her arms and retreated several times to the edge of the barrier, even so, the suffocating coercion still seriously affected him.But Qin Huanyan looked at the two people in the center who were purely fighting with swordsmanship as if she couldn't feel the pain, her eyes lit up: "Is this the power of the gods?"

"Don't think too much about the gods, the two of them are top-notch even in the fairy world-although they haven't used their strength." Su Zhuo hid behind Qin Huanyan and sighed: "The gods and gods are actually very chaotic. How is it different from the human world?"

Qin Huanyan affirmed: "He called you His Majesty."

Su Zhuo also broke the jar and said, "Didn't you know it a long time ago?"

Qin Huanyan turned her head and looked at Su Zhuo coldly. The former Qing Zhuo Immortal Emperor was forced to ooze coldly by him.But Qin Huanyan didn't continue to ask, but said indifferently: "Will the two of them affect the people in the town?"

Su Zhuo said unexpectedly: "You...would care about other people's lives?"

Qin Huan said coldly, "Stop talking nonsense!"

Su Zhuo waved his hand, looked at the two men who were vicious with one sword than the other, and sighed long and hard: "It is reasonable to say that it would not be possible, but An Ning's magic is not perfect, I am afraid that it will be a matter of time if it continues like this."

Qin Huanyan frowned slightly.

"Don't worry, Huanyan." Su Zhuo smiled: "I'm here."

Qin Huanyan turned her head to look at him.

The young man has snow-like long hair and fair skin. Unlike the masculine body of the previous one, he now has an indistinguishable beauty. This is also the root cause of Qin Huanyan's suspicion that he admitted his mistake.The young man smiled at him, like a winter jasmine, gentle and full of vitality.

He smiled confidently: "After all, I am their 'Your Majesty'."