I'm not a theatre god

As the petals gradually withered, the surging breath of life poured into Yan Xicai's body.

Boom--boom--boom...

The breath of life gathered in his chest, beating his chest rhythmically. His originally dead heart began to beat again. The fatal wound on his neck healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. In just a few seconds, most of it recovered.

Yan Xicai opened his eyes suddenly, as if waking up from a nightmare!

"Do not kill me!!"

He yelled something in his sleep, but the only response he received was the whining of the wind and the roar of a fight in the distance.

Yan Xicai was stunned in the pool of blood for a long time, and finally came to his senses. He groped with his hands on his chest, and finally only found a withered petal...

"This thing is indeed useful!" Yan Xicai saw that he was saved by the petals, and his face showed the ecstasy of the rest of his life. "It seems that dad still cares about me! God will not destroy me! I, Yan Xicai, am back again!! Hahaha …”

This petal was a treasure that Yan Xicai's father, the president of the Qunxing Chamber of Commerce, got from nowhere. When he gave the petal to Yan Xicai, he did not explain its use, but asked him to keep it close to him. Don't take it off at all times... Now, Yan Xicai finally understood the function of this petal.

Yan Xicai recalled everything just now, and the joy in his eyes quickly faded, replaced by endless resentment and anger.

"Jian Changsheng...hehehe..."

"A lowly loser actually dares to kill me? When I escape and don't kill all your family, my surname will no longer be Yan!"

Yan Xicai cursed and staggered up from the pool of blood. He glanced at the fighting battlefield in the distance and immediately turned around and walked towards the entrance of Guzang.

After all, there is not much time left before the ancient treasure is opened. As long as he can find a place to hide until the end, he can wait until the law enforcement officers enter... By then, who else can hurt him?

Yan Xi just took a step forward, and as if he remembered something, he ran back to the body of the fire usurper and started groping seriously.

"Where's the ring... Where's my ring?" Yan Xicai touched it for a long time but couldn't find it, and frowned in confusion.

"Is this what you're looking for?"

A voice came from behind.

Yan Xicai's body trembled, and when he looked back, he saw a figure in a bright red costume standing in a pool of blood, playing with a ring casually, looking at him with a half-smile.

The moment he saw that face, Yan Xicai's eyes widened in shock as if he had seen a ghost.

"you you……"

"Why am I here? Am I dead? Am I a human or a ghost?"

Before Yan Xicai could speak, Chen Ling finished his lines for him in a leisurely manner, and then walked slowly towards Yan Xicai, who just stood there dumbfounded.

The smile on Chen Ling's lips gradually faded. He looked down at Yan Xicai. After a moment, he coldly uttered two words:

"...Kneel down."

The cold light of the dagger flashed instantly, and Chen Ling cut open Yan Xicai's hamstring. The latter screamed and fell to his knees with a plop, curling up in a pool of blood.

"This is impossible...you are obviously dead!" Yan Xicai hugged his legs and looked extremely pale.

"Even you have to kill you twice to die, why can't I?" Chen Ling said lightly, "I said, all of you will die here... Do you think you can be spared? Master Yan?"

"Chen Ling... let me go, let me live! I promise! I won't tell anyone what happens here!"

"Actually, we don't have any deep hatred, right? Except on the boat... I can apologize to you, really! I can kowtow to you!"

"I can send you to Aurora City, and you can choose any position as a law enforcement officer! I guarantee that you will have endless glory and wealth!"

"Also, I have many treasures at home. I can give them to you if you want..."

Yan Xicai begged bitterly. He had used up all his life-saving means. If he was killed by Chen Ling again this time, he would really be dead...if he died, he would have nothing.

Chen Ling slowly put the ruby ​​ring on her finger, ignoring Yan Xicai's prayers.

He looked at the ring carefully for a moment, then suddenly interrupted Yan Xicai:

"How to use this thing?"

Yan Xicai was stunned.

"Didn't you say you wanted to give me all your treasures?" Chen Ling asked again, "How do you use this thing?"

Hearing this, a glimmer of hope ignited in Yan Xicai's eyes. Chen Ling was interested in this ring, which meant that he had the opportunity to use the treasure to buy his life!

"This is a sacrificial artifact with great origins. It is said to have been obtained from the gray world produced during a seventh-level disaster invasion." Yan Xicai immediately introduced, "As long as it swallows spiritual power, it can control space in a small area. If you use If the person's spiritual power is below level four, and if it is not enough for it to swallow, it can be replaced with fresh flesh and blood..."

"Only at level 4, can it be used without any cost?"

"Yes, only the fourth level can master the field. Before there is a field, the mental power is almost zero..."

"Then how do you make it swallow flesh and blood?"

"There is a mechanism on the side of this ring. Just touch it and then insert the pop-up needle into your body..."

puff--

Before Yan Xicai finished speaking, Chen Ling grabbed the opponent's throat with one hand. The needle of the ring penetrated into the skin and began to crazily devour Yan Xicai's flesh and blood!

Under the devouring of the ring, Yan Xicai's originally round and plump body shrank visibly, just like the first time Chen Ling saw Qian Fan using the knuckle sacrificial weapon in the house. However, the devouring speed of this ring seemed to be faster than that of the ring. The sacrificial weapon is faster!

Yan Xicai was choked by Chen Ling. He wanted to cry out but couldn't. He could only stare at Chen Ling and beg him to spare her.

Finally, just before Yan Xicai was about to be sucked dry, Chen Ling released his palm.

"Cough cough cough cough..."

Yan Xicai collapsed to the ground and coughed violently. At this moment, he looked like he had not recovered from a serious illness. He was so skinny that at first glance he looked like a skinned skeleton. His original appearance was almost unrecognizable.

"I see." Chen Ling looked at the shimmering ruby, thoughtfully.

"It...it's already yours." Yan Xicai gasped like a broken bellows, "Chen Ling...can you let me go?"

"Okay." Chen Ling patted his shoulder and stood up slowly from the pool of blood. "By the way, didn't you say you like that dress of mine? I can't give that dress to you... Look at what's on me How about this one?”

Yan Xicai glanced at Chen Ling's red opera robe and shook his head quickly... At this time, how could he dare to act like he was on the boat again?

Besides, he didn't really fall in love with Chen Ling's tattered clothes on the boat. He just wanted to find a reason to cause trouble for Chen Ling.

"No... no need..."

"Well, that's a shame."

Chen Ling turned around and walked away.

Seeing Chen Ling leaving like this, Yan Xicai's heart finally relaxed... He crawled in a pool of blood in embarrassment, moving towards the entrance of the ancient Tibetan area little by little.

He can finally go home.

at this time,

A gust of cold wind blew through the hem of the red opera robe,

As Chen Ling walked forward, she casually raised her right hand and lightly snapped her fingers.

"rub."

Click——

Yan Xicai's figure was twisted into a twist, and the weak breath of life disappeared in an instant.

He lay emaciated in a pool of blood, his eyes looking at the sky with blurred eyes. On this gray-white earth, he seemed to be wearing a red opera robe of the same style as Chen Ling.