I'm not a theatre god

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd,

Chen Ling walked through the audience and headed to the bottom of the stage.

Although his face had been restored at this moment, his body was still the shadow of the audience. He frowned and looked at the stage, and took a step to try to step up...

Bang——

An invisible wall seemed to be separating him from the stage, and it knocked him back.

"Am I also a spectator..." Chen Ling's expression was extremely subtle, "I never thought that one day, this wall would stop me..."

When Chen Ling was on the stage, the west wall was a means to prevent the audience from interfering with the performance, and it was also Chen Ling's safety guarantee... But he never expected that this wall would actually block him one day and prevent him from intervening in the performance.

The moment the west wall bounced him back, "Chen Ling" on the stage seemed to have noticed something and suddenly woke up from the performance.

His eyes fell on the bottom of the stage, and after seeing Chen Ling, his eyes were full of disbelief!

"It's you?!"

"How is this possible... You've clearly turned back into an 'audience', how can you still have self-awareness?!"

Chen Ling looked at him coldly, stretched out one hand towards the stage again, and slowly said:

"Give me back my stage!"

"You're dreaming!"

Bang!

Chen Ling's palm was bounced away again.

Seeing this, "Chen Ling" on the stage sneered, "There can only be one protagonist on a stage... As long as I'm still standing here, as long as this wall still exists, you can only be my audience forever! "

Chen Ling repeatedly attacked the west wall, but all ended in failure.

In the final analysis, he had fallen off the stage and became one of the vast "audience"... and since he was an "audience", he had to abide by the rules of this theater. Even a terrifying existence like [Mockery] could not go on stage at will, let alone him?

Amid the sneer of "Chen Ling", Chen Ling's strength gradually ran out, and the audience's interest gradually disappeared due to the successive setbacks.

[Audience Expectation Value -1]

"Damn..."

A pair of black hands stretched out from the audience behind Chen Ling again, just like when they dragged him off the stage, pulling him away from the stage little by little, and approaching the audience again.

Chen Ling naturally couldn't sit there and wait for death. He struggled frantically, trying to get rid of these dark waves.

But at the same time, the facial features that had finally recovered were also slowly sank into darkness... Only the apricot red in the corner of his eyes was still as bright as fire.

"You have fallen off the stage, Chen Ling

"Chen Ling" on the stage saw this and the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously,

"No... You are not Chen Ling, you are just an 'audience A' now, and I, I am the real Chen Ling

The stage gradually faded away in front of Chen Ling's eyes, and the apricot red corners stared at "Chen Ling" in a bright red robe, as if full of anger and unwillingness... But the endless darkness began to cover his vision, as if someone stretched out his hands and covered his eyes from behind.

His eyes were pitch black.

...

The place of disaster and sacrifice.

"Chen Ling" tore through the interlaced light and shadow with his hands bit by bit, and staggered out of it in a bright red robe... His face was pale, but his eyes were full of disdain and ridicule, looking at the master not far away and laughing:

"What do you think I am? The villain in a cheesy warm drama! Just bring up some memories, shout a few words like "love and bond", and I have to die obediently? ?

Stupid! Delusion!!

I've said it before, your old six, there is no way he can come back! This body, everything in this body, is mine! ! "

Jian Changsheng saw this, his face was a little ugly... Although he didn't understand how this guy was so confident and arrogant in shackles, he still felt a little worried about Chen Ling.

"Senior Hong Wang... Hong Xin, he won't really be unable to come back, right?"

The master smiled faintly.

He put on his robe and walked slowly forward on the ruins. At the same time, a demigod-level mental power was vented from his feet and poured into those complex and mysterious characters!

Rounds of runes lit up at the place of divine sacrifice, and the ancient witch civilization began to revive. Even without the lighting flames in the sky, it was still as bright as day!

A mysterious and mysterious breath began to spread on the altar...

"You are wrong, the master spoke slowly.

Seeing the master's scene, the arrogance in "Chen Ling"'s eyes suddenly disappeared, and the whole person became solemn, looking at Xi Zhou vigilantly.

"This body, from the beginning, did not belong to you... nor to Lao Liu. The master came to the last mysterious symbol and raised his foot. "You want to control this body and the stage, maybe... you have to ask another person's opinion.

"What do you think? Chen Ling

Dong--! !

The master's foot stepped down heavily! !

In the earth-shaking hum, a corner of the Wushendao rushed out from the center of the divine sacrifice land, and a soul sealed in the deepest part of Chen Ling's memory began to resonate with it...

In the theater, a pair of eyes emitting a faint purple meaning opened silently.

...

"Ayan..."

"Ayan!"

In the darkness, Chen Ling felt as if he was calling something subconsciously. His heavy eyelids slowly opened, and when he saw the surrounding scene, he suddenly froze in place.

This is his home in the third district of the Aurora Realm.

Familiar lights, familiar rooms, familiar snowflakes outside the window, and... familiar teenagers.

Frozen snow was flying outside the window, and a biting cold enveloped the earth... Chen Yan, who was wearing pajamas, was curled up in the quilt, opening his eyes in confusion and looking in his direction.

At this moment, Chen Ling was skillfully folding Chen Yan's clothes and said softly:

"Brother has to go to the hospital in the second district today. I've put your clothes here for you. There are steamed buns in the steamer. You can take care of yourself at home, you know? It's very cold outside today. We'll leave in a while. You can sleep a little longer.

Is this what you are talking about?

Chen Ling suddenly seemed to realize something.

He looked at the window next to Chen Yan's bed, and saw the reflection of the entire room reflected on the surface of the window amid the white snow... In the center of his field of vision, a young man wearing shabby cotton clothes was skillfully helping Chen Yan fold his clothes.

He looks exactly like Chen Ling, but that's not Chen Ling...

That was the original owner of this identity before he traveled through time...that is, Chen Yan's original brother, Chen Ling from District Three.

The scene in front of him was very familiar to Chen Ling. He had seen this memory when he used the True Self Mirror in Xi Dao Guzang, but at that time he was assuming the perspective of Chen Yan on the bed...

This time, he replaced Chen Ling in the third district.

"Brother, has your condition worsened again?"

He smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and touched Chen Yan's hair:

"No, just checking

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Did everyone receive a call from Lin Qiye/Zhao Kongcheng/Brother Yan today? (dog head)

The Zhanshen animation is scheduled to be released on July 31st, and the trailer has also been released online. You can search for "Zhanshen" on Tomato, and you can watch it first and make a reservation~