Warning, too cute! [Quick Transmigration]

Baitang stood in front of the gate of the fairyland, stepping on a soft cloud, the cloud said softly: "God of Immortal Tribulation, you haven't come to this fairyland for a long time."

The curling clouds held up his robe, and more clouds said: "God, you are here, we are so happy, we don't want to rain for a long time."

"Yeah, I'm really happy."

"I really like God of Immortal Tribulation."

"The fairy in Guanghan Palace is far less beautiful than Shangshen."

As the incarnation of Immortal Tribulation, Baitang possesses powerful thunder power, all monks are afraid of him, but Yun Duo is naturally close to Baitang, they are proud to be close to Baitang, if Baitang can take a rest in a sea of ​​clouds, then the whole A sea of ​​clouds will be proud of it.

Apart from Heaven, Baitang's friends in the fairy world are these ubiquitous clouds.Baitang remembered that when he had just transformed into a human form, although the appearance was human form, the inner emotion was closer to thunder, cold, shining lonely in the dark.

That day, amidst the endless chatter of Tiandao, he visited the fairy palace built by the immortals.The left and right are just a pile of big stones made of spiritual stones, and he didn't see any flowers... No, he saw carved flowers and plants on the reliefs on the wall.

At that moment, Baitang remembered that when he first descended to the mortal world, he saw a few weeds under the mortal's feet, the shape was not as delicate and beautiful as the flowers and plants on the relief, the branches and leaves grew freely, without a trace of carving, even if they were ugly, they were ugly. very natural.

It's strange, it's been such a long time, but he can still clearly recall the past, even the fluffy hairs on the leaf surface that have been soaked in rainwater are clearly visible in front of his eyes at this moment.

When he was lost in thought, a white cloud suddenly said, God, are you unhappy?

Bai Tang lowered his eyes to look at Liu Yun floating beside his robe, when he was expressionless, he was as cold as ice and glamorous.In fact, Baitang was not unhappy, nor was he in a happy mood. Once when he threw a thunderbolt at a monk, Tiandao asked him if he felt pity.

Maybe it's the long eyelash feathers drooping slightly, when the eyes of the peach blossom and autumn water are slightly closed, it's like peach petals floating through the spring water, causing little ripples, like the fluctuation when the heart can't bear it.

But what Baitang was thinking at that time, even he himself didn't know.

He is a little dull to all emotions, and what he is most familiar with is probably the fright in the monk's eyes, the trembling light that ignites the darkness for a moment, and then goes out in an instant, only the face with the lingering fear can confirm the existence of that light.

There are not many people who show kindness to him, first is the way of heaven, but the way of heaven is blah, it has no specific form, Baitang can only contact the way of heaven through voice, so the kindness that is not obvious and occasionally expressed, along with The crackling words exploded like firecrackers, fleeting, and when Baitang wanted to catch them, he could only see a few wisps of smoke that scattered slightly.

So Su Fusheng...is different after all.

That mortal had a pair of beautiful eyes, and when he stared into those eyes, he seemed to be able to see the vast starry sky.

"I'm waiting for someone." Baitang's voice suddenly became soft.

The Baiyun who spoke to Baitang first asked, "Is that the fairy who walked on the Bridge of Light?"

There was a little smile in the dark green eyes, and God Xianjie nodded slightly and stopped talking.Yun Duo, who was talking to Baitang, was stunned by the leaked smile.

This is the first time it has seen Xianjie Shangshen smile.

The other Yunduo commented one after another: "Shunfeng Er told me that the immortal still on the bridge has the smell of a God of Immortal Tribulation."

"That new immortal seems to be different from the previous ones."

"He's so alive."

"What freshness? Can you speak? Obviously, you are very popular."

"Shouldn't immortals have immortal energy? Why do you say popularity?"

"..."

Yun Duo's voice was soft and soft, dissipating in the air like the wind. Suddenly, a tall and tall figure appeared in the center of the Bridge of Light. Immortals come on the wind.

A familiar face appeared in front of his eyes, Bai Tang was in a trance for a moment, Simpson, Su Xiansheng, Su Siyuan, and even Adonis all appeared at this moment, all illusions dissipated, and finally standing on the bridge was a figure with plain clothes and black hair , he was wearing a perfectly tailored white robe, with that handsome face, full of awe-inspiring and inviolable abstinence, making people want to take off the clothes, but if you look closer, you will find that the cursive characters on the robe are in sparkling with light.

Unrestrained and unrestrained, it is the unconstrained style written by a pen full of ink, maybe only a drunken madman can write such hearty words with a pen.

Bai Tang thought, Duoyun was right when he said that Su Fusheng was very fresh, because this person is the most colorful stroke in the fairy world, and he likes freshness.

All the immortals in the fairy world have been drawn away from their emotions and desires. They have smiles on their faces, but the smiles don't reach their eyes.Only Su Fusheng was different, the corners of his mouth had never turned up, his eyes hadn't turned into crescents, but there was a smile in those black eyes.

When we first met, Baitang found that even in Su Fusheng's weak body, those eyes were still bright and sparkling, all the sound of the rain gradually faded away, and the world he saw was only those eyes that looked like a river of stars. Before Su Fusheng, Baitang had never seen anyone whose vitality was so vivid.

Such an eye-catching and gentle existence like jade.

Light and shadow danced on Su Fusheng's face, illuminating his dark eyes, and the dots of light inside lit up, he raised the corners of his lips, cupped his hands and said, "Shangshen of Immortal Tribulation."

"Call me Baitang." The black-haired and white-clothed God frowned slightly, and his distressed look showed a bit of childishness, so Su Fusheng's smile became wider, and he called softly: "Tangtang."

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