I'm not a theatre god

This look is so classic, especially the touch of white gray, which directly distinguishes the Harlequin from the other four faces. It is simple, yet the most eye-catching.

Seeing the King of Clubs approaching, the clown almost jumped up from the ground with excitement. He held a stone in one hand and pointed at the small gravel on the ground. He babbling and said something to her, as if he wanted to Pull her over with you.

Meihua K just looked at him with a smile and said softly:

"Lao Wu, I'm bringing someone back this time."

The clown was startled for a moment, and half of his face poked out from the waist of the plum blossom king in confusion, looking at Chen Ling behind him.

Chen Ling smiled politely.

A gust of cold wind blew over the bare ugly peak, causing the gravel on the ground to tumble.

The next moment, the clown's expression changed.

All the fun and smiles on his face disappeared, and his narrow eyes locked on Chen Ling like pinholes. At this moment, even the white dust could not cover up the strangeness on his body...

He just stared at Chen Ling, like a ghost living on the dark and ugly peak.

Chen Ling clearly felt a chill locking on her, and frowned. Just as she was about to say something, a terrifying coercion poured out from the short and ugly figure like a demon from hell!

"Lao Wu?!" Meihua K felt the change in Harlequin's aura, and his eyes showed surprise!

The clown who was still tugging at the hem of her clothes disappeared in an instant.

Chen Ling only felt that the whole ugly peak seemed to come alive. In the world of black, white and gray, the peaks, rocks, stone houses, and even the plum blossom k standing in front of the stone house were all twisted like water waves. Shaking, sometimes enlarging the bulges, sometimes shrinking the deep concavities, is like being in a world in a distorting mirror.

Chen Ling had already noticed something was wrong, but before he could react, this dazzling world made his eyelids feel heavier than ever before, and his thinking almost stopped!

And in this twisted world, there is only one figure, moving forward calmly without interference.

The short clown walked on the uneven ground, staring at Chen Ling with his narrow eyes, unabashedly murderous. The plum blossom K behind him turned around at an extremely slow speed, reaching out as if to grab him, but only caught one. null.

puff--! !

A sense of pain jolted Chen Ling out of her chaotic consciousness.

The world exploded like a mirror, and the clown's weird and funny face almost touched his cheek,

Chen Ling looked down in confusion, and saw that a hand had penetrated her chest and penetrated from her back. Scarlet blood dripped from the fingertips of the little hand, and the next moment it was pulled out with force!

Chen Ling spat out a mouthful of blood and kept retreating, looking at the clown with horror and anger in her eyes!

He wants to kill me? ! !

Chen Ling's back was soaked with cold sweat and blood. He never expected that this clown would suddenly attack him. If he hadn't had a heart, this blow would have killed him!

But why? I clearly didn't offend him, and there was no warning... Why did he want to kill him! ?

The clown was still standing there, his right hand already soaked in blood, his small black eyes looking at the palm of his hand doubtfully, and his connected brows frowning unconsciously...

He looked coldly at Chen Ling who had escaped.

[Audience Expectation Value +3]

Damn it! He still wants to take action!

Chen Ling stepped back without hesitation. Under the blessing of the [Blood Clothes], the scarlet opera robe almost dragged out the afterimage and swept down the mountain!

This clown looks funny and ugly, but his aura is extremely terrifying, surpassing almost everyone he has ever seen except Aurora. He just escaped death because he has no heart at all, and he will not be so lucky next time.

The clown narrowed his eyes slightly and was about to catch up when a figure suddenly stopped in front of him!

"Lao Wu! What are you doing?!" Meihua K shouted in a deep voice!

The clown was startled for a moment, and the fierce look in his face subsided a little. He raised his hand and pointed in the direction where Chen Ling left, making babbling gestures.

"He is the master's new disciple, and he is also your junior brother! When the master said this, didn't you listen?!" A rare anger appeared in Meihua K's eyes, and the clown suddenly took action against Chen Ling, and also Almost killing him was too much for her to accept.

The clown made more desperate gestures with his hands, and his babbling voice was much louder, as if he was explaining anxiously, but he could not convey any effective information at all. The eyebrows of the club k frowned more and more tightly.

When the clown saw that Chen Ling had fled halfway up the mountain, he gritted his teeth and simply pushed away the club king and rushed down!

"Lao Wu?!!"

Plum Blossom K's pupils shrank slightly, and after a moment of confusion, she reached out and grabbed a sword from the void, and rushed down the mountain like a cannonball, with streaks of facial makeup appearing on her cheeks!

"Ehahahaha!"

As soon as Chen Ling rushed out, she heard a burst of laughter coming from beside her. After glancing aside from the corner of her eye, she froze in place.

What made him laugh just now was a stone, an ordinary stone lying on his way down the mountain... except that there was an extra layer of white dust on the surface of the stone at this moment, like the makeup on a clown's face.

Chen Ling's pupils shrank slightly, knowing that this was probably the clown's power again, so she directly bypassed it and continued moving forward.

"Eahahahaha!"

"Eahahahahahahaha!!"

"Ehahahahaha..."

Continuous laughter came from all directions. In just a few seconds, everything around Chen Ling seemed to come alive. The stone steps, soil, and even the disaster passing by under the mountain were all dyed with a layer of color. The funny lime seemed to have turned into countless clown faces, laughing loudly at Chen Ling.

"Ehaha..."

Chen Ling subconsciously laughed twice and then suddenly covered her mouth!

Damn it, what kind of ability is this? !

A strong wind passed behind Chen Ling, and the oppressive feeling of life and death crisis suddenly surged into his heart. Just as his pupils suddenly shrank, a dull loud noise came from behind!

clang--! !

A sword was placed behind Chen Ling, blocking the clown's outstretched palm!

The aftermath of the collision between the two swept out, and the gravel on the mountain was shaken and rolled down like raindrops.

Chen Ling looked back and saw Meihua K in cheongsam standing on the steps holding a knife. Her face was as white as jade, her willow-leaf-like eyebrows were raised, and under her apricot red eye makeup, she had a pair of sharp and extremely powerful eyes. The oppressive eyes!

The clown's hand collided with the sword, and he grinned in pain. He put it to his mouth and blew hard. His narrow eyes looked past the plum blossom K in front of him and locked onto Chen Ling's figure again.

Seeing this look, Chen Ling's heart sank again! .

Oops...are you trying to quarrel with me? !