I'm not a theatre god

The expressions of Chen Ling and the others were extremely wonderful.

After an unknown amount of time, Jian Changsheng spoke uncertainly:

"The Thief Saint was here... Is this Thief Saint the Thief Saint we know?"

"It is very likely that he was." Chen Ling nodded, "There is still some wine in the cup. The person who stole the sword should have just left. He probably came in with the candidates... In this era, the only one who can enter the Imperial Dao Ancient Treasure to steal things is the Thief Saint of the Fire Usurper."

"Why did they come in too?"

"The Imperial Dao Ancient Treasure was so noisy when it came out, it is normal for them to be attracted here... I just don't know which one or more of the Red, Yellow, Blue, White and Black came."

"It is impossible to be Bai..."

Chen Ling, Jian Changsheng, and Sun Bumian looked at each other, and after seeing Jiang Xiaohua secretly looking at this place from a distance, they still shut their mouths.

Speaking of the Thief Saint, the first person they thought of was naturally Bai Ye. If Bai Ye was also in this ancient treasure, the situation would be quite favorable for them.

"It's hard to say, after all, there are five thieves."

"I heard that these five thieves have their own strengths. Some can steal memories, some can steal skills, and some can steal identities... Their methods are more mysterious than each other. If they are also in these palaces, we'd better be careful." Sun Bumian reminded.

Jian Changsheng looked at the empty sword box in his hand, threw it on the ground with some annoyance, and then clutched the pendant on his chest and muttered softly:

"I finally found a treasure, but someone got it first... Why doesn't this thing work?"

"It's already working, at least you found the sword box by yourself." Sun Bumian shrugged, "You have too much 'evil' in you, and human luck can only resolve part of it for you. Compared with dying at any time, passing by a sword is already very gentle."

Jian Changsheng thought about it, and it seemed to be true. At least since he entered the Imperial Dao Ancient Treasures, he has not been besieged, framed, or tortured, and he is still alive and kicking... This is already a kind of luck for him.

"It seems that there is nothing valuable in this palace."

"The Thief Saint has probably emptied the surrounding palaces... Where should we go next?"

"In addition to this sword, there is another good thing at the edge of this level." Chen Ling said while sensing the Imperial Dao Ancient Treasures, "We can move directly there, and we should be able to get ahead of them."

"Let's go!"

As Jian Changsheng and Sun Bumian dragged Jiang Xiaohua up, Chen Ling used the Emperor's Fate again, and the four of them disappeared instantly.

...

The edge of the second level.

The prosperous ancient streets were arranged like stars in the city-state, and figures in armor quickly passed through them. Pedestrians and vendors on the roadside seemed to be frightened and quickly hid in the house.

A large number of soldiers and horses gathered in front of the gate of a certain palace, and countless bright flags danced wildly in the wind!

"Li Shimin!! Are you really going to rebel?!"

On the palace wall, someone was furious and asked loudly.

Among the soldiers attacking the city, a figure stepped out slowly, looked at the man on the palace wall, and said calmly:

"You forced me... I just protect myself."

"Self-protection? Protect yourself to the gate of the palace? Li Shimin! Do you know who is the prince nowadays!!"

"Prince?" The man smiled slightly and took a bow and arrow from the soldier beside him, "Kill you... I will be the prince."

The situation was tense and the wind and clouds were gathering.

The fate of the dynasty was rolling outside the gate of the palace. An old era was about to collapse, and the sun of the new era was rising behind the figure...

At the same time, two figures walked calmly through this past.

"On the fourth day of the sixth lunar month in the ninth year of Emperor Gaozu of Tang's Wude reign, Li Shimin, the second son of Emperor Gaozu of Tang, launched a coup outside Xuanwu Gate, shot and killed Crown Prince Li Jiancheng with an arrow, and ascended the throne two months later..."

The silver snake-shaped earrings swayed lightly in the air, and Bai Ye spoke lightly, his eyes full of emotion,

"I didn't expect that I could witness history here."

Mo Lian held a cane, and with his other hand pressed the brim of his black bowler hat, he glanced at Bai Ye beside him and said leisurely: "...You know a lot."

"I have nothing to do, so I just read more books."

"A thief is a thief, why do you have to be so knowledgeable? Do you want to take the civil service exam?"

"A profession is a profession, and learning is learning. In fact, you can learn a lot from history... Besides, I have a criminal record, so I can't take the civil service exam." Bai Ye spread his hands helplessly.

"..."

"So you mean that you are not seen on weekdays, and you went to study?" Mo Lian sneered.

"It seems unnecessary to report what I am going to do to you, Mo Lian, you are meddling too much."

"Hehe."

The two took a casual step forward, passed the chaotic Xuanwu Gate, crossed the palace wall, and came directly to the palace.

"Speaking of which, our luck is also good this time." Mo Lian strolled leisurely, as if he had come to his own back garden, "If these emperors were in charge of their own palaces, I'm afraid it would be difficult for us to get something. I just don't know what's wrong with them. They all ran to

"It should be

"Thanks to their departure, we can collect so many good things..."

Mo Lian took out a bag from his waist, and the corners of his mouth rose, "The current owner of this palace is Emperor Gaozu of Tang, the founder of the Tang Dynasty... He must have incredible treasures in his hands."

The two searched so many places and were very familiar with the layout of the palace. They knew where the probability of finding treasures was the highest. After circling in the air, they fell in the direction of the imperial study.

There was no one around the imperial study, and the door was closed.

Mo Lian walked to the door calmly with his cane. Just as he was about to knock on the door, he heard a conversation from inside:

"Tsk, how come there is not even a fruit plate in this imperial study?"

"Hong... Lin Yan, are you sure that thing is here? I have searched inside and out, but it's not there!"

"It can only be said that the probability of it being in the imperial study is the highest. If it's not here, we have to look for it in the harem..."

"Will that thief saint get ahead of us again?"

"... I don't know."

"Damn, this thief saint is crazy because of poverty! What's wrong with leaving one for us?"

Mo Lian's half-raised hand suddenly froze in the air.

Hearing the familiar voice coming from inside, Bai Ye was stunned at first, and then the corners of his mouth kept twitching, with an expression of seeing a ghost!

Bai Ye's brain was working rapidly. He glanced at Mo Lian, who was full of murderous intent, and made up his mind. He pointed his finger at the air beside him...

A white light flashed above Mo Lian's head in an instant.