I'm not a theatre god

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[Current Expectation: 48%]

When these two lines of words floated past Chen Ling, his heart trembled!

No...

An ominous premonition surged into Chen Ling's heart, and he immediately stopped searching and looked around vigilantly...

"What's wrong with you? Did you find it?" Jian Changsheng saw his inexplicable reaction and asked in confusion.

Chen Ling did not answer, but thought for a moment with a serious face, walked to the door of the imperial study, quietly opened it a crack, and looked out.

Outside the imperial study, there was nothing.

Chen Ling relaxed slightly, and just as he was about to close the door, he suddenly glimpsed the ground behind the crack of the imperial study door, and a poker card was lying there without knowing when.

[Red Heart Q].

Chen Ling's pupils shrank slightly.

"This is..."

...

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

Above the imperial study, Mo Lian held a cane and spoke with some disdain.

"..."

Bai Ye's back was soaked with cold sweat.

Bai Ye never expected to meet Chen Ling and others here... If it were normal, it would be a welcome reunion of old friends, but now he has Mo Lian, a fire usurper and thief saint of the same level as him, by his side!

This feeling is too strange, just like cheating in marriage, taking the original wife out to do things and just bumping into the old lover...

Bai Ye is also a member of the Dusk Society. Even if he still retains the identity of the fire usurper and thief saint, he is more like a double agent, and now he has encountered a dilemma that no double agent in the world wants to see.

When he met Chen Ling and others in the Imperial Dao Ancient Collection, although Mo Lian didn't know their details, with his personality, he would definitely kill them, and Chen Ling and others were far from growing up, and it was impossible for him to be a thief saint...

If Bai Ye didn't take action, Chen Ling and others would definitely die;

If he took action, he would be completely exposed, and Mo Lian's path was quite tricky. If a fight broke out, even Bai Ye would not have much confidence in winning.

Fortunately, Bai Ye used [Heart Python] to temporarily steal a part of Mo Lian's memory and stabilize the situation.

He calmed down and answered calmly:

"Profession is profession, study is study, and you can actually learn a lot from history... Besides, I have a criminal record and can't take the civil service exam."

"So you mean that you are not seen on weekdays, so you go to school?"

"It seems unnecessary to report to you what I do, Mo Lian, you are too nosy."

Bai Ye repeated the previous conversation to minimize Mo Lian's abrupt feeling of memory loss.

"Hehe."

Mo Lian sneered,

After a moment, he spoke slowly again,

"As expected of you...If you don't prepare for this method in advance, I'm afraid you will forget it even if you notice something unusual...What a trick to deceive the world."

Bai Ye's pupils suddenly contracted.

He turned his head suddenly and saw Mo Lian slowly taking off the bowler hat on his head. With a light shake, he casually took out the poker card that he had just stuffed into the imperial study.

Mo Lian's mouth curled up slightly,

"The Silver King's guess was indeed correct. After following him all the way, I finally found the flaw..."

"Should I call you the Thief Saint Bai Ye, or... [Red Heart Queen]?"

A thunderous confession also rang in his mind. His thoughts were like lightning in an instant, and he did not hesitate to distance himself from Mo Lian!

The next moment,

Two thief god ways were activated, and two lights, one black and one white, flashed almost at the same time!

"It's a pity that you can't steal my memory."

Mo Lian casually turned the bowler hat over and put it on his head. On the inner edge of the original hat, a silver flame pattern was emitting a silent glow.

Demigod pressure!

The moment he saw this pattern, Bai Ye's heart had fallen to the bottom of the valley.

That pattern came from the Silver King, the leader of the Thief God Sect... The Silver King knows all the "stealing" methods, including stealing memories. This pattern is specifically designed to counter Bai Ye.

No wonder it takes two thieves to hunt down a group of children... No wonder Mo Lian seems to have been testing him intentionally or unintentionally after entering the Gray Realm this time...

From the beginning, this was a game against him!

"When did you start to doubt me?" Bai Ye asked in a deep voice.

"Then you have to ask the king." Mo Lian said slowly, "To be honest, I didn't expect you to join the Dusk Society... Among us, you are the laziest and most casual. You dare to take such a big risk and be a spy under the king's nose?"

Bai didn't answer, but looked at the bowler hat in Mo Lian's hand with a serious face, and quickly calculated the follow-up plan in his mind.

Since the Silver King had suspected him for a long time, he would definitely not be able to go back to the Fire Usurper, and Mo Lian had the pattern given by the Silver King, which could ignore Bai Ye's "stealing". Now he is definitely not Mo Lian's opponent!

The only way now is to give up the identity of a spy and take Chen Ling and others to leave the Imperial Dao Ancient Collection immediately!

"I know you want to leave, but since I came prepared, can you still leave?"

Mo Lian put down his palm, and the black leather gloves were covered with a layer of faint white light... That was Bai Ye's [Heart Python].

"You can't steal my memory, but I can steal your ability... You should forget everything, follow me back to the Wuji Realm, and wait for the king's decision."

Mo Lian grabbed Bai Ye's leather gloves in the air, and a flash of white light instantly enveloped Bai Ye's figure. An invisible giant python rushed past, snatching away his memory in one bite!

The breeze blew past Bai Ye's body,

He stood there blankly, looking down at his hands, as if he had forgotten how to use his abilities.

The black leather gloves seemed to have stolen space, covering Bai Ye's face in an instant. After a flash of black light, Bai Ye fell into coma and fell weakly...

Mo Lian released his hand, and the cane softened visibly, binding Bai Ye's figure like a vine, hanging behind him.

"I didn't expect... you would also have this day." Mo Lian patted his black leather gloves and looked at Bai Ye with a look full of teasing.

Mo Lian was about to leave, but suddenly he seemed to remember something and looked down at the imperial study room...

"I almost forgot, there are a few little mice."

He snorted coldly, and with the unconscious Bai Ye, he quickly fell towards the palace at his feet.

…

In the imperial study room.

"This is Bai..." Jian Changsheng saw the playing card and subconsciously wanted to say something.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Ling stepped on the playing cards with the soles of her feet. After looking at Jiang Xiaohua not far away, Jian Changsheng silently closed his mouth.

I almost forgot, there is a Jiang Xiaohua here... Poker cards are so directional. If the three of them react, they will quickly associate them with the Dusk Club...

No, maybe he already realized it?

In the silent atmosphere, Jiang Xiaohua blinked and said nothing.

"Something is not right." Chen Ling said in a deep voice, "We'd better get out of here as soon as possible."