I'm not a theatre god

The inky clouds covered the bright moon, and above the dim ruins, two figures staggered to a stop in front of the manor.

"Chairman, are you okay?" Chongqi, who was covered in blood and scabs, supported Mu Chunsheng and asked hoarsely.

In the darkness, a pair of eyes slowly opened.

At this time, Mu Chunsheng had completely gotten rid of his old and decayed appearance. He looked ten years younger. His originally mottled and ugly skin was as tender and smooth as a baby. Although his legs were stiff and skinny, they were enough to support him in walking freely.

"Very good...I have never felt so good." Mu Chunsheng took a deep breath, his pupils reflecting the ruins flickering,

"This method of immortality in the Infinite Realm is truly miraculous."

"Chairman...Master Ruohong seems to be someone from the Twilight Society pretending to be someone."

"Oh? Is he dead?"

"died."

"Then it doesn't matter."

"Your private residence was bombed and several important business contracts were burned. The Whale Shark Consortium and several other consortiums are ready to move and are already trying to encroach on our industry."

"Haha, if they want it, it depends on whether they have the ability."

Looking at the nearly half-exploded manor in front of him, Mu Chunsheng did not have any anger, but was extremely happy. Compared with rejuvenating his youth and regaining his health, this sacrifice was nothing at all. Even the worldly money and power that he originally regarded as his life were nothing. It gradually faded in his eyes.

There is only one goal at this moment that can make him crazy for it——

eternal life.

Chongqi supported Mu Chunsheng and walked slowly into the manor. Although the surrounding area of ​​the private residence had been bombed beyond recognition, the gardens and other buildings used for the birthday banquet were still intact. At this time, there were still many people under the command of the housekeeper. , is trying to rebuild a private house, but it may not be possible to live in it in the short term.

Mu Chunsheng was helped into a reception room. As soon as he sat on the bed, Chongqi seemed to have sensed something, and his expression suddenly changed!

He suddenly looked up and looked out the dark window!

"who?!"

After a brief pause, three black figures passed through the wall like ghosts, walking silently out of the dark night. With their appearance, the originally bright lights gradually dimmed, and finally seemed to be covered with a layer of black veil. , everything in front of me is blurred.

These three people appeared from three different directions and surrounded Mu Chunsheng and the other two people in the room. A cold and biting sense of oppression swept over them.

Chongqi's face was extremely gloomy. He looked around the three of them vigilantly. His mental power was mobilizing in his body, and ice crystals began to condense between the water vapor around him...

"Your Excellency, I must be Chairman Mu." One of the men in black said in a deep voice, "Did two people come to see you a few days ago?"

Hearing these words, Mu Chunsheng was startled. He seemed to realize something, and surprise flashed in his eyes.

He raised his hand to signal Chong Qi not to act rashly, and took two steps forward.

"Are these three friends from the Wuji Realm?"

"Oh?" Another man in black raised his eyebrows slightly, "It seems that Chairman Mu has already met them."

"Feijia and Liuzhao are my old friends." Mu Chunsheng walked to the table, opened a bottle of expensive red wine, and poured it into several goblets.

He picked up a glass of red wine and waved it to the three of them under the dim light. His smile was brilliant in the reflection of the dark red wine.

"Dear allies, I, the Beidou Consortium... have been waiting for you for a long time."

Hearing these words, surprise flashed in the eyes of the three men in black. Mu Chunsheng knew the names of those two people, which meant that they had indeed contacted them, and judging from Mu Chunsheng's condition, they had reached preliminary cooperation.

In this way, things will be much simpler.

"Chairman Mu, what happened in the main city of Hongchen? How were the two Feijia killed?"

"It's a long story..."

Mu Chunsheng pondered for a moment, "Have you heard of Twilight Society's [6 of Hearts]?"

Mu Chunsheng and Chongqi recounted what happened truthfully, and the three of them looked at each other with stern expressions, showing that this was indeed the case.

"Six of hearts, it's really him!"

"But shouldn't the Twilight Society's goal be to destroy the nine realms of humanity? The annihilation of the world of mortals should also be their goal. In a sense, we are allies."

"Is there a possibility that they want to destroy the world of mortals, and also want to destroy our realm of Wuji? He deliberately intensified the conflict between us and the world of mortals, and then waited for us to both lose, and then it reaped the benefits. ?”

"I see, this is indeed the arrogant and crazy style of the Twilight Society."

"Hmph, a Dusk Club wants to destroy both our realms in one go? Isn't it afraid that its appetite will be too big and its own teeth will break?"

The three men in black communicated in a deep voice. In fact, the Twilight Society was originally on the list of allies they were planning to win over, but after the 6 of Hearts incident, they knew that this matter was almost impossible...

"Three of you, it's not that I don't have confidence in the Wuji Realm, it's just that the current situation in the main city of Hongchen is really not optimistic." Mu Chunsheng said slowly, "[Floating Paintings] in the realm of mortals are no different from gods. You guys It would be difficult to destroy [Fushenghua] across the realm, let alone the Twilight Society hidden in the dark... Are there only three people from the Wuji Realm this time? "

"To deal with the world of mortals, it is naturally impossible for the three of us to be alone. When the time is right, several witch leaders from the Witchcraft Association will naturally intervene in the battlefield... Moreover, we are not without other allies."

The leading black-clad man smiled slightly, and the next moment, the lights in the room flickered, and even a strange red color was stained in the light.

Mu Chunsheng looked out the window blankly, and saw a large group of figures in red robes standing on the ruins like ghosts in the dark, like scarlet urticaria from the deterioration of the earth, shocking.

"That is..."

"Now in this world, it is not only the Dusk Society that is regarded as a public enemy by the nine realms." The black-clad man spoke slowly,

"Chairman Mu... have you ever heard of the Jiangtian Sect?"

...

Jinghong Building.

A figure carrying a medical box walked out of the room slowly.

"Doctor, how is the situation?" Chen Ling asked.

"...very strange." The doctor shook his head bitterly, "I have been practicing medicine for so many years, and I have never seen such a situation... This patient's external injuries have obviously recovered, and his physical condition is also very good, but there is no sign of waking up."

"No concussion or anything?"

"No."

"Will he become a vegetable?"

"It's... hard to say, but based on my many years of medical experience, his condition may not be caused by physical illness, perhaps... related to something else." The doctor pondered for a long time, and still said, "This patient, has he come into contact with any special people recently? Or has he suffered some special injuries?"

Chen Ling and Jian Changsheng looked at each other, and their brows frowned unconsciously.

"You mean..."

"In short, his condition is no longer something that ordinary doctors can cure. You two, I can't help you."

After the doctor finished speaking, he bowed to the two of them apologetically, and then walked down the stairs with the medical box...

When he walked away, Chen Ling's brows became tighter and tighter.

"This is troublesome... Did he get ambushed by the Wushen Dao guys when he was in the Wuji Realm?"

"It's very likely. I found it strange before. Although Senior Bai Ye was seriously injured at that time, he shouldn't have been in a coma for several months..." Jian Changsheng grabbed his hair in distress, "Hongxin, what should we do now?"

"Since these doctors can't cure him, there is only one way..."

"You want to..."

Chen Ling patted Jian Changsheng on the shoulder,

"Write a letter of help that you are best at...Go and ask Dr. Chu for help."