Kneeling and begging the host to be accepted [Quick Transmigration]

"Come here... come here... help me..." The intermittent voice came from a distance, flickering, making people feel a little eerie for no reason.

The air around him was as thick as paste, restricting his movements.

However, Fan Yuan still followed the direction of the sound, stepping on the dark red vines covering the ground to advance step by step, which seemed a bit difficult.

After many time travels, Fan Yuan has long been indifferent to this, but the place he is now still confuses him a little.

This world does not seem to be reality.

I don't know where the system sent me this time, and there is no hint at all.

This strange space, the vines all over it, including himself, made him feel unreal.

That voice is still coming intermittently, full of pain. Fan Yuan is not a sympathetic person, and he will not be brave enough to save anyone. The reason why he still wants to find the source of the voice in such a difficult situation is because In order to find out what the hell is here.

When the voice gradually became clear, Fan Yuan finally saw the person who made the voice or some kind of human-like creature from the end.

Because the rescuer was almost completely surrounded by dark red vines, those vines seemed to grow directly on his body.

Fan Yuan cautiously avoided those dark red vines, approached slowly, and saw clearly the appearance of the caller.

It was a young man in his 20s, with silver hair that shone like frost, and his face always had a holy look, as if Fan Yuan once wrote in a book in the modern world. I have seen a creature called an angel.

And there is really a pair of white wings growing on the back of this person, but the pair of wings are tightly bound by those dark red vines, unable to fly.

"Help me... I beg you..." The creature that looked like an angel opened its eyes, and a pair of blue eyes looked at Fan Yuan with a pleading face.

"Where is this place, and who are you?" Fan Yuan didn't step forward immediately, but asked indifferently.

"Who am I?" The angel rolled his eyes, tilted his head and thought hard for a moment, and put away his confused expression: "I'm Murphy, who are you?"

"What is this place?" Fan Yuan asked instead of answering Murphy's question.

A trace of bewilderment appeared on Murphy's face again, he shook his head lightly, looked at Fanyuan again, and begged, "Please help me."

"Why should I help you?" Fan Yuan sneered and flatly refused.He still doesn't know where this place is, let alone what danger is hidden here, so he doesn't have the mood to meddle in other people's affairs.

"I'm willing to exchange my soul." Seeing that Fan Yuan was about to leave, Murphy blurted out anxiously: "As long as you help me rescue Aifar from the demons, I'm willing to offer my soul."

"Ok?"

Immediately after Murphy's words came out, Fan Yuan suddenly felt that the wound on his left eyebrow started to feel hot.

Then an unknown energy began to crazily impact his mind, wave after wave was like a raging wave, hitting a closed door in his mind.

Fan Yuan held his head and squatted on the ground, his handsome face distorted due to the severe pain.

boom!The closed door was hit to create a crack, and a large number of mixed memories flowed out of the crack.

Those unknown, known, forgotten, profound, all kinds of memories surged in Fan Yuan's mind, as if movie clips flashed before his eyes one by one.

He saw a young woman with a vague face, and saw a baby with a black horn on the left forehead crawl out of the woman's stomach.

He saw the woman feed the horned baby with her own flesh and blood, and then sealed the baby's horns, leaving only a scar.

He also saw a disfigured man strangling a child's neck with a distorted face, as if he wanted to kill him, but at the last moment he let go of his hand and woke up the child who was almost dying.There is a striking scar on the child's left forehead.

Fan Yuan bowed his body, shrank on the dark red ground, let out bursts of roars like a wounded beast, forming a storm of energy around his body, circling around him constantly.

The vines seemed to sense the danger, and they rioted one after another. The dark red vines lashed towards Fanyuan fiercely, but were crushed by the energy storm around him.

No one knew what was going on, not even Fan Yuan himself.

He only felt that the wound on his left forehead hurt him unbearably, but he tightly covered the place where the pain came from with his hand.

A black pointed horn grew from his forehead, pierced the palm, pierced the palm, and pierced out from the back of the hand with blood.

However, Fan Yuan didn't pay attention to it at all. Compared with the pain on his forehead and brain, the pain in his palm was less than one percent of it.

Murphy stared at Fan Yuan worriedly with wide-eyed eyes. He covered his head and roared at the top of his lungs, letting the blood on his palms scatter all around.

After those dark red vines were stained with blood, they made a sizzling sound as if they had been sprinkled with sulfuric acid, and were dissolved in thick smoke.

The remaining vines seemed to be frightened, and retreated crazily to the distance. Even the vines growing on Murphy's body gave up their prey, and retreated completely in a short while, revealing the true colors of this place.

Fan Yuan, who was impacted by a large amount of memory, was not ignorant of the surrounding situation, curled up and fell to the ground after the pain eased a little.

It seems that he has consumed a lot of energy, and he feels very hungry now.

That kind of hunger did not come from the stomach, but from the soul, so hungry that he was going crazy, wanting to destroy something, tear something apart.

"Are you okay?" At this moment, a voice came from next to my ear, as clear as a stream.

"I'm so...hungry..." Fan Yuan didn't have time to hear what the voice was saying, he said something nana, stretched out his body, stretched out his hands and grabbed the owner of the voice, then opened his mouth, revealing The sharp fangs bit the opponent's throat.

When a wave of warm energy flowed into his mouth, Fan Yuan finally felt that his hunger was slightly relieved, and he sucked even harder, even when he couldn't satisfy himself, he began to bite with his fangs.

The fangs pierced the skin and pierced the throat, and the pain went straight to the soul.

Murphy was firmly suppressed on the ground. The loss of strength made his already weak soul body even have no strength to struggle. He could only watch helplessly as he was eaten by the opponent.

"Save Aifar from the demons..." He opened his mouth silently, his clear blue eyes gradually dimmed.

The hunger dissipated little by little under the supplement of energy, Fan Yuan's eyes faded from the crazy color, and turned back to the usual calmness.

He raised his left hand, and slowly stroked the pointed horn growing from his left forehead. Feeling the powerful force surging in his body, there was a glimmer of understanding in his black eyes—his demon blood inherited from his mother had finally awakened.

Through the inheritance of memory left by his mother, he even knew that the place he was in now was someone else's soul world.

Although he didn't know how he got here, it was not difficult to leave.

"The transaction is established." He hugged Murphy, the master of the soul world, in his right hand, and replied cautiously. With a light spot on his left fingertips, he caressed his mutilated body bitten by himself.

With the movement of his hands, Murphy's body became transparent and disintegrated into strands of light that were absorbed by Fan Yuan's breathing.

The soul world fell apart in an instant, and the dazzling light shone in from the gap, forcing Fan Yuan to raise his arms to block his sight, so as to avoid those dazzling lights.

After the light dissipated and the surroundings dimmed again, Fan Yuan put down his hands and looked around...