I'm not a theatre god

After saying that, he walked down the black steps alone and walked out of the hall without waiting for Chen Ling's response.

The closer he got to the hall door, the longer his shadow became. His figure was no longer desperate and lonely, but had a hint of determination and murderous intent. The young man's bloodstained hemp clothes looked like a golden battle armor under the setting sun.

The red opera robe still stood in the dark hall. After watching him go away, the corners of his mouth slightly raised;

"Yingfu... How are you going to break this game?"

He stared into the void, as if he was looking at the future Yingfu, muttering to himself.

Chen Ling's idea was actually very simple. Since Yingfu would not be killed before he saw him for the first time in the era archive, he would bury a bomb in advance;

A bomb that would have a chance to kill Yingfu directly after the established event was over!

This bomb could not come from the outside world. After all, no one knew how strong Yingfu would be at that time... This bomb was best to come from Yingfu himself. After all, no matter when and where, the one who could kill him was himself.

Taking advantage of Li Fu's current predicament, his despair and his worry about A Qian, Chen Ling personally made a timed death shackle and put it on Li Fu's neck...

When Li Fu becomes Ying Fu, when this young man who was abandoned by everyone becomes the only [Emperor], this shackle will give Chen Ling the upper hand!

If Ying Fu keeps his promise, Chen Ling can make him commit suicide with just one word; if Ying Fu refuses to fulfill his promise, the effect of his skills will be greatly reduced, and he may even be tempted by Chen Ling...Of course, even if it is the latter, it doesn't matter.

After all, in this game, Ying Fu's bet is his life and future; but Chen Ling's bet is just a ring that has been unused for a long time.

When Li Fu walked to the door of the hall, A Qian, who had been waiting for a long time, waved:

"Little Brother Li!"

Li Fu turned his head and saw A Qian squatting next to a strange mummy. When he saw Li Fu coming out, he put down the bandage in his hand and trotted over.

"Brother Li, are you okay? Did that bad guy hurt you?"

"Don't worry, I'm fine." Li Fu glanced at the mummy in the distance and asked in confusion, "What were you doing just now?"

"I don't know. When I came out, I saw a big brother lying at the door, as if he had fainted... I saw that he was still injured, and I was afraid that he was dead, so I helped him wrap a few circles..."

"...Well, but be careful of strangers in the future, okay?"

"I know."

"I will send you to Sister Wu Qiong in a while. Don't run around before I come back, okay?"

"Brother Li, what are you going to do?" A Qian subconsciously hugged Li Fu's arm, "I don't want to be separated from you!"

"Be good... This time, I will be fine."

Li Fu looked at the ruined city, he clenched his palm with the ring, and said calmly,

"There are some accounts that I need to settle."

...

As Li Fu and A Qian left, Chen Ling, wearing a bright red costume, also walked out of the hall.

He turned his head to look to the side, and saw Jiang Xiaohua groaning as she got up from the ground. It was not because she was being hypocritical, but because the wounds on her body were too painful after she woke up.

Anyone would probably faint under the severe pain, but Jiang Xiaohua just hummed twice, and those who didn't know would think she was acting coquettish.

"You woke up?" Chen Ling was a little surprised.

"Well..." Jiang Xiaohua glanced at A Qian in the distance, "The child almost touched my skin... Fortunately, I woke up in time and turned in a different direction, otherwise she would not live for more than three days."

"Are you so vicious?"

"When I fainted just now, you didn't touch my skin, right?"

"According to what you said, I carried you through the bandages."

"Oh..."

Jiang Xiaohua looked down at herself and fell into silence, like a sculpture.

"..." Chen Ling waited for a long time, and finally couldn't help asking, "What's wrong with you?"

"The bandages are almost burned, I need a piece of clothing." Jiang Xiaohua lowered her head, as if she was a little embarrassed.

Seeing this, Chen Ling could only helplessly say "wait", and then went back to the palace to search...

After a while, he took out a golden dragon robe from somewhere and threw it to Jiang Xiaohua.

"This is it, just wear it."

Jiang Xiaohua did not refuse, and put on the dragon robe. His snow-white long hair was scattered on the shoulders of the robe, and the five-clawed golden dragon was flying under him. He looked handsome.

"Where are we going?" After putting on the clothes, Jiang Xiaohua's behavior was obviously much more natural, and he asked actively.

Chen Ling hesitated for a moment, and when he was about to say something, a dull roar came from a distance!

Buzz——!

A long golden road exuding the breath of the Emperor God Dao, like a giant's palm, fell from the sky and landed in a palace in the distance.

"This is..." Chen Ling looked at the road to heaven, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

...

Xuanyu Realm, floating base.

Figures in scientific research gowns gathered behind the glass, looking excitedly at a huge facility in the laboratory, their eyes shining, and they seemed to be discussing something eagerly.

As the heavy black cloth was removed, a particle collider that had been sealed for who knows how many years appeared in everyone's sight.

The scientists present were all born in this era. They had only learned about the rumored particle collider in textbooks... Now they were fortunate enough to see it with their own eyes, so they were naturally very excited.

"Professor, can the Lord of Tongtian Tower really activate this thing?"

In front of the particle collider, the young man was also shocked by this huge facility full of technology. He couldn't help asking the professor beside him.

"Qiaoshendao is the power to turn decay into magic. It is the crystallization of human material civilization... Although it is impossible to return the regressing science to its original state, it is still possible to reverse the time of an object for a short time."

The professor stared at the Lord of Tongtian Tower standing in front of the particle collider. Even if he tried his best to hide it, there was still a trace of excitement in the depths of his eyes...

"Are the operating procedures ready?"

"Okay, the coordinates we are at now are also ready to launch at any time... Next, it depends on whether Xuan Yujun can receive it."

Everyone's eyes fell on the particle collider and the huge hibernation cabin in front of the collider...

The mysterious liquid was surging in the hibernation cabin, and the figure of a young man was silently hanging upside down in it. His black hair fluttered silently with the flow of the liquid, as deep as the abyss.

That was the guardian of this realm who had been sleeping for more than 300 years-Xuan Yujun.

The professor took a deep breath, looked at the master of the Tower of Babel not far away, nodded slightly, and finally gave the order:

"Then... get ready to start."