I'm not a theatre god

Witnessing the "antagonism" between hearts and spades, Sun Bumian panicked a little. He subconsciously took a half step back... Jian Changsheng's evaluation of Chen Ling emerged in his mind unconsciously:

"Insidious, cunning, heartless, cruel, crazy, likes to lie to others, likes to play with other people's feelings, and bases his own happiness on the pain of others..."

The veins on Sun Bumian's forehead twitched for the first time.

Chen Ling stood still in front of him, staring at the face wearing small round sunglasses, frowning slightly...

"Have I seen you somewhere?"

This was Chen Ling's first time seeing Sun Bumian up close, but the moment he saw that face, a sense of familiarity filled his heart.

Sun Bumian thought about many possibilities, such as Chen Ling drawing a sword without saying a word, or throwing himself into the ground like Jian Changsheng. After all, under Jian Changsheng's words, Devil Chen has been completely demonized. After all, it doesn't seem surprising that such a lunatic would do anything that goes against his conscience.

But he didn't expect that Chen Ling's first words to him would be so normal...or rather, relatively normal.

"...No." Sun Bumian shook his head, "I don't remember that we have ever crossed paths."

"...I remembered."

Chen Ling thought for a moment and remembered where the familiarity came from. He had seen a photo of Xiao Chunping in the Times archives. It was a photo of him and a young boy who woke up to the lion. Although the boy was dressed completely differently from Sun Bumian in front of him, his sunglasses and facial features were almost identical!

He looked at Sun Bumian with a look of surprise in his eyes... You must know that that photo was taken more than 300 years ago. How could he meet someone exactly like the one in the photo in this era? ?

unless……

"Do you also have a time archive?" Chen Ling put forward the most likely idea.

"Era archive? What is that?"

"This is the USB flash drive."

Seeing the USB flash drive Chen Ling took out, Sun Bumian shook his head, "I've never seen such a thing..."

Chen Ling also realized that the starting point of all era archives is the same, which is the moment when the red star streaked across the sky of the earth. But the photo of Xiao Chunping and the boy who wakes up the lion is in 2020. Even if it is archived back in time, it will not be at that point in time.

"Then you can time travel?" Chen Ling frowned more and more,

"Or...do you know Xiao Chunping?"

…

Underground in the Dark Palace.

Behind a dark door.

A beggar lowered his head and hurriedly followed the vigilant participants. His sharp eyes seemed to be through glass, secretly observing the Western Zhou Dynasty.

He is a folk divination master, and he is also the first person to find the entrance to the Dark Palace...

But in addition, he also has an extremely secretive identity.

He silently changed direction and walked to another figure hanging behind the crowd. After looking around to the west and seeing no one around, he silently grasped the corner of the man's clothes.

The man frowned and stopped.

"Seven of Hearts, what are you doing?" The man waited for the crowd to go away and said in a low voice in the darkness, "Didn't I say we would pretend not to know each other this time?"

"...No, Meihua, I don't feel right!"

The beggar hesitated for a moment, then said, "When I was choosing the doors just now, I did some calculations. These six doors seem to be death doors?!"

Plum Blossom 7 frowned, "What do you mean?"

"Every door is a narrow escape from death. You think, if this dark palace was designed by the Tower of Babel, it shouldn't be so dangerous, right?"

"Isn't that normal?" Plum Blossom 7 didn't take it seriously. "This secret palace is originally designed to speed up the progress of the competition. If it is not dangerous, how can we reduce the number of people as quickly as possible?"

"But the hexagram also shows...there are villains around us!"

"Villain?"

"Say yes and risk getting stabbed in the back."

The beggar scratched his head and said, "I'm thinking, we definitely won't stab each other in the back... Then besides us, who else can do this? We're not familiar with the others either?"

The 7 of Clubs lowered his head and fell into deep thought.

"Is it possible that there are other Huang... other people from us mixed in this team? They didn't recognize their identities and were accidentally injured?"

"We have been in the club for a while, and we all recognize the other members. There are only a few people old enough to participate in this competition, and they are not among these people!"

"Could it be the younger generation?"

"Sixth generation... We really have nothing in common." The beggar thought for a moment, "But I heard Lao Chu mention it before, those few are not very old, no matter how talented they are, they will not be a threat. The two of us?"

"That's right... By the way, you know that these six doors are all death doors, why are you still coming in?"

"It may be death for ordinary people, but I can calculate good or bad luck, so it's not like there is no way out...and, don't I have to remind you?" The beggar patted him on the shoulder, "The favor I owed you last time, It’s settled!”

Plum Blossom 7 snorted coldly and said no more.

Just as the two were talking, a sudden scream came from the front!

I saw that a huge gap had appeared on the originally smooth road. With the sound of machinery running wildly, the scorching blue blades were superimposed on each other to form a meat grinder-like device. The two participants who were at the front would be the first to take over. The person was cut into the western section!

This sudden change shocked everyone. They subconsciously wanted to turn back and run, but found that the passage they originally came from had disappeared...

Instead, there are three deep pits that just avoid the blade.

At this moment, there are three signs on these three deep pits: "This pit can accommodate up to 3 people", "This pit can accommodate up to 2 people" and "This pit can accommodate up to 1 person".

In front is the sharp blade killing game forged by the Tower of Babel, and behind is a safe area that can only accommodate six people. At this moment, there are ten Westerners who choose this corridor!

At this moment, all participants understand the intention of the "referee" to set this level. They release their own divine ways in the narrow space without hesitation and show their killing moves to the participants closest to them!

The same scene is also staged in the other five channels. Although each channel faces different difficulties, the fighting between them breaks out at the same time!

The roar and the fall of corpses slowly kick off the fight for the "Dark Palace"...

And the mastermind behind all this has not yet intervened.

In the round hall.

Hearing these two questions, a strange light flashed in the depths of Sun Bumian's eyes.

He calmly pushed down the small round sunglasses on his nose, shielded his eyes with the lenses, and then spread his hands:

"I don't know what you are talking about... Heart 6 Chen Ling, right? Did you recognize the wrong person?"