I'm not a theatre god

"[Good and bad fortune·Chengxiang]."

Sun Bumian's voice sounded from behind Jian Changsheng, and a field enveloped the entire battlefield!

All the black "unfortunate" energy seen by those eyes began to spin like a whirlpool, gradually being pushed out; all the golden "auspicious" energy rushed into his body crazily... Colorful flames came from Sun Bumian's body ignite.

The sound of crackling firecrackers rang out around him, and the good fortune was blessing his body. He stepped forward like a burning human lion!

"[Cloud Step]."

In this state, all of Sun Bumian's skills were at their best. [Cloud Step] was even faster than the naked eye could catch, and the colorful flames streaked across the entire street like lightning!

Mo Lianzheng and Bai were fighting in the chaotic rain of fighting. As if they noticed something, they looked sideways, but their eyes could no longer follow the colorful lightning-like figure...

The strong wind blew, and Sun Bumian, surrounded by colorful flames, appeared behind Mo Lian like a ghost!

His palms grasped the black bowler hat.

Just when his fingertips were about to touch the brim of the hat, Sun Bumian's body suddenly shook, and a mouthful of blood surged out of his throat. His whole figure seemed to have lost all strength and fell to the ground helplessly...

Sun Bumian lay on his back on the ground, his face even uglier than Jian Changsheng's. He subconsciously covered a certain part of his stomach with his palms, and his breathing was extremely heavy!

"Hey... I obviously went for the heart, why did I take out the liver instead?"

Mo Lian looked at the bloody liver in his hand and seemed a little surprised.

But Sun Bumian, who was lying on the ground, knew very well that it was the "auspiciousness" gathered on his body that saved his life and caused Mo Lian's hand to go wrong. If his heart had been stolen directly by this hand, he would have died suddenly on the spot... …

"That's a seventh-level Thief Saint, don't underestimate the enemy!"

Bai Ye saw that both Jian Changsheng and Sun Buyimian were seriously injured, and felt extremely guilty. They were originally a group of fourth-level young people, and if they were allowed to participate in this battle, it would be impossible for them to escape unscathed... Bai Ye actually realized this, But he really had no other choice.

Mo Lian has the hat that retains the mark of the King of Silver, and can resist theft. If Bai Ya relies solely on himself, it is almost impossible to defeat Mo Lian.

But in any case, Jian Changsheng's serious injury aroused Bai Ye's anger. He gave up his conservative defensive strategy and began to take the initiative to attack Mo Lian!

As the white light around him gradually expanded, the weapons that originally stabbed him were stolen, and they attacked Mo Lian's figure from all directions, forcing him to gradually distance himself from Jian Changsheng, so that he would not have the chance to kill him with a last-minute blow. Jian Changsheng and Sun Bumian.

"The way of stealing gods, the first level [Stealing Things], the second level [Stealing Face], the third level [Stealing Light]... starting from the fourth level realm, you can achieve unlimited stealing in a wide range."

Black light wandered around Mo Lian, including weapons, stones, and even snowflakes... Endless substances flickered between Bai Ye and Mo Lian. Under the extremely fast "stealing game" between the two, they seemed to be filled with Every corner of the space.

"At the fifth level, you can achieve 'divided theft' of material, that is, stealing a part of a complete item...for example, stealing a heart."

"Until starting from the sixth level, the skills of different paths will be different, but now I have stolen your ability, so all our skills now are the same..."

"We could fight like this for three days and three nights."

Mo Lian pointed to Jian Changsheng and Sun Bumian beside him, "But they don't seem to be able to hold on for that long."

Bai Ye's heart sank to the bottom.

Mo Lian is right. With the same skills and the same rank, it is almost impossible for the two of them to tell the winner, not to mention that the other party has that hat... and it is difficult for Jian Changsheng and the two of them to hurt Mo Lian. If they continue like this, their disadvantage will only get bigger and bigger.

etc……

Where has Chen Ling gone?

Bai Ye seemed to realize something and began to look around, trying to find Chen Ling's shadow...

"Damn you idiot Thief Saint!" Jian Changsheng, who was nailed to the tree, spat blood and sneered, "You still want to threaten Senior Bai Ye with us? Do you really think we can't punish you?"

"Oh? How can you treat me with just you?" Mo Lian glanced at him disdainfully.

"The time has almost passed... It's time to find the guy with red heart, right?" Sun Bumian held his stomach and looked around with some pain.

rustle--

The sound of footsteps in the snow sounded from the alleyway on the side.

Mo Lian turned around and saw a man wearing a bright red opera robe walking out of a grocery store, looking calmly at this place... Their eyes collided in the air.

Mo Lian then remembered that Chen Ling had not been seen since he and Bai Ye started fighting. It seemed that he was looking for something?

Mo Lian's eyes gradually moved downward...

I saw an extra straw hat in Chen Ling's hand.

The shape of this straw hat is very ancient, and it looks like it was just found in this city. It is not a sacrificial weapon, and there is nothing special about it... It is really just an ordinary straw hat.

"Finally found it..." Chen Ling patted the dust on the hat, raised her hand casually, and slowly put it on her head.

Mo Lian seemed a little puzzled when he saw this scene, but he still sneered and said,

"You disappeared for so long just for such an ugly hat?"

"Ugly hat?"

The red opera robe fluttered in the wind, Chen Ling lowered his head slightly, and the black bowler hat looked particularly elegant on his head, like a famous actor during the Republic of China...

He raised his hand to press the brim of the hat and smiled slightly,

"It's really ugly on your head."

Seeing the familiar bowler hat on Chen Ling's head, Mo Lian was stunned at first, and subconsciously raised his hand to touch his own head... A rough straw hat had replaced the original hat at some point.

"???"

Scarlet trick.

The Stealing God is ineffective against the Silver King's mark, but the Twisted God's tricks are not included.

Since he wanted to deal with the hat, Chen Ling immediately began to look for a suitable item. After all, in order to activate the Scarlet Trick to replace the item, the two must be similar in appearance... Fortunately, in this city, a hat is not that difficult to find.

Mo Lian's pupils suddenly contracted, and his heart sank to the bottom of the valley. He immediately raised his hand to steal the hat on Chen Ling's head, but a palm had already taken the lead and quietly stuck to the back of his head...

"Your hat doesn't seem to fit you well." In the wind and snow, Bai Ye's eyes narrowed slightly.

The next moment, the sturdy heart python bit Mo Lian's head!

Bai Ye's "heart python" madly bit Mo Lian's memory and swallowed it into its stomach. There was no wound on Mo Lian's body, but he stood in the snow blankly, and the confusion in his eyes became more and more intense...