I'm not a theatre god

come out.

The moment these two words were spoken, Chen Ling's temperament seemed to have changed. A pair of playful scarlet eyes opened one after another in the void behind him...like red stars in the sky, hanging above the seal.

This is not a conversation, but a command from the king.

next moment,

The Ghost Mocking Abyss, which was isolated behind the seal, seemed to be boiling. Countless shadow monsters scrambled to get up from the bottom of the abyss, and then desperately crashed into the thin seal!

Boom——!

Boom——! !

Boom——! ! !

Continuous roaring noises came from under the seal, and the geometric patterns on the floating seals collapsed and disintegrated visibly to the naked eye!

As a giant shadow python collided with the crumbling seal, with a shocking loud noise, the entire seal shattered, and three giant shadows rushed out of the abyss one after another!

They come from the abyss of ghost mocking;

It has not been long since the Jiangtian Sect caused a large-scale intersection of the gray world. Even if the Second Hall temporarily sealed all the intersections, it only blocked the entrance and sealed the breath of the real world from floating into the gray world, not attracting More disasters are coming...

But now, Chen Ling has personally broken one of the seals, reconnecting the intersection of the Ghostly Abyss with the real world.

That is to say,

The disaster of the ghostly abyss is about to invade the world of mortals!

[Audience Expectation Value +4]

[Current expected value: 52%]

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Jinghong Tower.

Dressed in blood-stained green clothes, he dragged his tired body onto the street.

Since Li Qingshan entered the city, he has been traveling between the streets. He encountered several waves of silver monsters along the way. He tried his best and only killed three of them in total, but he saved more than a dozen fleeing refugees.

After going around and around, he finally returned to the street where Jinghong Tower was located.

Perhaps because Jinghong Tower is here, Li Qingshan always looks in this direction from time to time. He clearly knows that there is no one here, but subconsciously he is still approaching Jinghong Tower... He is attached to this place.

"It has been destroyed like this... I don't know if Jinghong Tower is complete."

Li Qingshan glanced at the smoke-filled streets and muttered to himself,

"If Jinghong Tower collapses, the child will be so sad."

As Li Qingshan spoke, he moved forward tiredly. His footsteps made ripples in the puddles, and the outline of Jinghong Tower gradually became clear before his eyes.

Suddenly, he seemed to see something and stopped suddenly.

Between the rain curtain in the distance, a young man is kneeling on the ground like a statue, unconscious;

"...Baosheng?!!"

When Li Qingshan saw the young man clearly, he immediately exclaimed and ran there quickly.

Hearing the familiar voice, Kong Baosheng's gray eyes trembled slightly. He turned around stiffly and saw Li Qingshan running to his side.

"Mr. Li..."

"Baosheng, why are you here? Didn't you go to my house??" Li Qingshan glanced around and saw thick smoke billowing in the ruins of the shop opposite, and the corpses of two silver weirdos were displayed among them.

"What's going on here?!"

"Mr. Li, Mr. Li..." Kong Baosheng's body was shaking uncontrollably. He opened his mouth to say something, but he didn't know where to start.

boom--! !

After a loud noise that shook the ground and the mountains, the lane opposite Jinghong Tower suddenly collapsed.

Li Qingshan was shocked. He immediately protected Kong Baosheng, mobilized all his mental power, and looked warily in the direction of the flying dust...

The outlines of huge black shadows were outlined from the smoke.

They are larger than the silver monsters, like moving hills. At the same time, each scarlet eye is hanging like a lantern, exuding a creepy sense of oppression.

Li Qingshan's face was extremely ugly.

Li Qingshan could feel that each of these monsters approaching in the smoke exuded a terrifying aura. Even if he risked his life, he would not be able to defeat any of them...

But, when did such a monster army appear again in the main city of Hongchen? !

Just when Li Qingshan was sweating profusely, the numerous black figures suddenly separated to both sides, making way for a spacious road... Their huge bodies squeezed the empty shop, and slowly crawled downwards, as if they were kneeling to worship something.

A figure calmly walked through the rain curtain and walked slowly towards Jinghong Tower.

It was a figure wearing a red opera robe.

He was holding a young girl, his hands and body were soaked in blood, and every step he took left a patch of scarlet in the rippling puddles;

The moment they saw that person, Li Qingshan and Kong Baosheng both widened their eyes in disbelief.

"Brother Lin?!!"

"Mr. Lin?!"

Chen Ling held Huang Xuyue's body and came to the two of them. Although Li Qingshan was very surprised by Chen Ling's appearance, he was shocked when he saw Huang Xuyue.

"Miss Huang...what's wrong?"

Before Chen Ling could answer, Kong Baosheng wiped his tears and spoke hoarsely:

"Miss Huang... she didn't go to Liu Town. She bought a cart of bread to feed the refugees, and also bought a cart of explosives to set up traps, and killed a large number of silver weirdos... Finally, in order to protect the underground shelter, she rushed in In the trap, use yourself as bait, and then..."

In Kong Baosheng's mind, he seemed to recall that scene again, and he felt that his whole body was about to collapse. He was lying on the wet ground in pain, hammering the hard earth again and again!

"It was me... I pressed the detonator myself, I killed Miss Huang!"

"Miss Huang is a good person, she treats me very well... but I... but I really can't do anything..."

"It's all my fault!!"

"Ugh--"

Perhaps it was the extreme collapse and self-blame that made Kong Baosheng unable to help but retching, and the rain ran across his cheeks and dripped onto the ground.

Li Qingshan was silent, he looked at Huang Suyue in Chen Ling's arms, his heart full of mixed feelings...

Chen Ling listened, did not speak, just held Huang Suyue's body and stepped into Jinghong Building.

He came to the backyard, a shadow centipede cub drilled out from the ground, dug a neat earth pit in a few strokes, and then drilled back into the ground silently, as if it had never appeared.

The girl in the red costume gently put the girl's body in her arms into the earth pit, stared at her silently for a long time, picked up the shovel beside her, turned the soil into a quilt, and covered the girl lightly.

During this process, he did not speak, but quietly buried the girl with his own hands, and also buried his "love".

He was like a silent volcano that was suppressed to the extreme.

Finally,

Chen Ling slowly stood up, and in his hands, there was only a blood-stained gold bracelet and a revolver with a rose tattoo.