I'm not a theatre god

"Cough... cough cough cough cough cough..."

Among the ruins of the city, Li Fu moved forward with a hunched body, leaving bloody footprints step by step.

Waves of roaring and loud noises came from a distance, and the fate of the quasi-emperors was wildly intertwined, like a proud duel between the proud sons of heaven. Almost everyone's eyes were attracted there...

The sky flickered brightly and darkly behind Li Fu. Among the neglected ruins, he lowered his head, like a embarrassed, bereaved dog.

"Brother Xiao Li, are you in pain..."

A Qian supported Li Fu's figure while tears silently ran down her cheeks. Her voice was as small as a mosquito or fly, for fear that speaking louder would make those wounds more painful.

Li Fu breathed heavily, a pale smile appeared on his lips, and he touched A Qian's hair.

"Don't worry, I'm not in pain...I'm just a little tired."

"We're tired, let's sit down and rest for a while, okay?"

"……No."

Li Fu pursed his lips slightly and looked up at the deserted and abandoned palace not far away. Reluctance flashed in his eyes, "I want to try again."

Han Dong, who had followed Li Fu and ran out, heard this and his eyes lit up slightly.

"Really, Brother Li?"

At this time, Han Dong was followed by three teenagers. They were all young people who had followed Li Fu in the beginning. Thanks to them remembering their old feelings and opening a path, Li Fu was not beaten to death...

But to be honest, when they came to help just now, it was purely because of their youthful enthusiasm. After running out, their faces were full of worry and confusion. After all, Li Fu was just an ordinary person now and could not lead them out of Guzang.

After hearing that Li Fu wanted to try again, a glimmer of hope appeared in their eyes.

"Try again...try one last time!"

Li Fu silently clenched his fists, digging his nails into his palms, his eyes full of determination.

Li Fu could endure being beaten and the pain, but Zhu Zhong actually attacked A Qian, which undoubtedly aroused the anger and hostility deep in his heart. After all, at such a young age, how could he keep his heart calm?

There was no one who didn't want to change their fate against fate, and no one didn't want to fight back desperately. Seeing Li Fu's determination, a glimmer of hope ignited in the hearts of several others.

"Okay!! Brother Li! You can definitely do it!!" Han Dong punched heavily in the air, "Let's go back and slap that kid Zhu Zhong in the face!"

Everyone supported Li Fu and walked straight into the abandoned palace.

The quasi-emperor's destiny does not only exist in one palace. Li Fu can feel that the same destiny exists in the abandoned palace in front of him, and this may be his last chance to make a comeback.

As everyone went deeper, the palace became more and more desolate...

The grass and trees are dead, corpses are everywhere, and there are still traces of fire on the walls. This is a palace from an unknown period of history. When everyone steps into it, a sense of twilight and loneliness hits their faces.

But this is consistent with Li Fu's state of mind. He is advancing step by step in the desolation that no one cares about, but he doesn't know whether what is waiting for him is the hope of a comeback or a deeper despair.

Finally, he stepped into the empty hall;

"Brother Li..."

Everyone saw the quasi-emperor's destiny on the throne and looked at Li Fu at the same time. Han Dong was about to say something, but Li Fu strode forward without any hesitation.

He stepped on the black steps step by step, with nothing else in his eyes except the quasi-emperor's destiny.

He was like a gambler who was forced into a desperate situation, extending his palm to fate for the last time... and then using all his strength to grasp it into his fingertips!

His fingers gradually penetrated into the quasi-emperor's destiny, but seemed to be blocked by something invisible and popped out again. He gritted his teeth and tried again, and the veins on his neck popped out one by one!

Everyone under the steps had their hearts in their throats and their expressions were extremely nervous.

Bang--!

A muffled sound came from the throne, and Li Fu's figure seemed to be swept away by an invisible force. He fell directly from above and rolled to the ground of the hall in an awkward manner...

"Brother Li!"

Han Dong and others immediately stepped forward and helped Li Fu up. The latter's forehead had been dented on the ground, and his cheeks were covered with blood, which was shocking.

"Get away!!"

Li Fu's eyes were bloodshot. He pushed everyone away and stumbled towards the throne again!

Bang--! !

A few seconds later, his figure flew out again.

Everyone was a little stunned. They watched Li Fu rush to the throne again and again, but he was all ejected without exception. Their expressions changed from shock at the beginning, to pity later, to numbness...

They didn't know how many times Li Fu had tried. They only knew that the quasi-emperor's destiny had not disappeared due to his efforts. There were only pools of blood on the ground in the hall, which were proof of his efforts.

"Brother Li..."

"Leave me alone!"

"Brother Li!"

"..."

Several young people who followed him saw Li Fu fall down again and again. The fire of hope they had just ignited had been completely extinguished... They looked at each other and saw the confusion and complexity in each other's eyes.

After a long silence, someone still hesitated to speak:

"Brother Li... I still have my parents waiting for me at home. I am the only child in our family... I... I have to go out."

After being ejected again, Li Fu staggered and tried to get up from the ground, but due to the severe pain in his ankle, he knelt down weakly in front of the main hall...

Perhaps it was because of the excessive consumption or the pain, sweat ran down his cheeks and soaked the ends of his hair. He lowered his head and glanced back with tired eyes.

After a while, he spoke hoarsely:

"You go... Those who want to go, go."

After getting this answer, the young people who followed him were all shaken. They gritted their teeth and left the hall together, running back to the direction of the battle between the two emperors...

In the final analysis, they were just a group of children who wanted to leave Guzang. They had received Li Fu's meal before, and they had bravely stood up to help him out just now. They didn't owe him anything. Now Li Fu was destined to be unable to rise. For their own lives, they should also look for other opportunities.

Li Fu was very clear about this.

Li Fu took a deep breath, tried several times, and struggled to get up from the ground again. He saw Han Dong standing beside him with a complicated expression, and asked in a deep voice:

"Han Dong, why don't you leave?"

"I..." Han Dong opened his mouth, but didn't know how to answer.

"If you feel sorry for me, you don't have to do that." Li Fu staggered towards the throne again, and said without looking back, "I saved you once, but you also saved me, so we are even... Are you sure you want to risk your life for a loser like me?"

Han Dong fell silent.

Li Fu ignored him and walked towards the throne again.