I'm not a drama god

Chu Muyun is back.

It has indeed been a long time since Jian Changsheng sent the letter for help, but aside from the delivery time of the letter itself, by the time Chu Muyun saw the letter, it was actually a few days later... Then he packed his luggage and set foot on the world The domain train transferred to three realms in succession and finally arrived at the world of mortals.

Not only Jian Changsheng, but also other Dusk Club members present had surprise in their eyes when they saw Chu Muyun appearing with Bai Ye on his back.

"Senior Chu! You are finally here!"

"If your handwriting hadn't been so ugly that it took me a long time to look for the theater, I would have arrived faster." Chu Muyun pushed up his glasses and looked at Jian Changsheng with a look full of disgust.

Although he was scolded by Chu Muyun as soon as he came up, Jian Changsheng was still cheerful. He looked at the unconscious Bai Ye behind him and couldn't help but ask:

"Senior Bai Ya, haven't you woken up yet?"

"The nightmare caused by black magic is not so easy to get rid of. The person who attacked him should be the top seventh level, and there are more than one."

"You mean, Senior Bai Ye was besieged by the seventh level in the Wuji Realm? Can he still wake up?"

"If it were someone else, it might not be that easy to get rid of these black witchcrafts." Chu Muyun glanced at Bai Ye who was lying on his back and said calmly, "But you are lucky to have found me."

"Do you have any idea?"

"Hehehe." The 9 of Hearts suddenly chuckled, "Newcomer, it seems you don't know yet? We, Shattered Corpse Chu, are originally from the Wuji Realm, and our path is somewhat evil... patients related to witchcraft, He’s been exposed to too much.”

Chu Muyun simply ignored the 9 of hearts and continued,

"I have eliminated most of his black witchcraft, and he can only rely on himself for the rest. I heard Diamond 10 said that you were in a hurry to save Chen Ling and Plum Blossom 8, so I came directly with him on my back. ...Although others are not awake yet, it probably won’t take long.”

The J of Clubs nodded, "If the Q of Hearts can wake up, then we will be more confident."

At this moment, Liu Qingyan suddenly spoke:

"found it."

Everyone looked at it at the same time, and saw Liu Qingyan pointing to an inconspicuous little flower in a sea of ​​white flowers, and said firmly, "Master Chen Ling is inside."

"Isn't that the world of mortals... We just came out of it, and we have to go back again?"

"It's not the flowers, it's the leaves underneath, where the base of the world of mortals is."

"leaf……"

Everyone's eyes fell on the leaf at the same time, and the 9 of hearts raised his eyebrows slightly, "A flower protector... This floating painting is indeed interesting."

"This should be the realm of a certain eighth-level person, right? How should we enter?"

"With so many of us entering this realm, we will definitely be discovered by its owner... we won't be besieged as soon as we enter, right?"

"give it to me."

Plum Blossom J raised her hand, took off the black magician's high hat on her head, smiled slightly and said, "I am very good at transforming people into living beings."

After saying that, he walked up to Liu Qingyan with the high hat and gently placed it on Liu Qingyan's head. The moment the hat was put on, Liu Qingyan disappeared in an instant as if he had been put into the hat. .

Then came Jian Changsheng, 9 hearts, 10 diamonds, Chu Muyun, Bai Ye...

Everyone present was magically placed into the top hat by the Plum Blossom J. Only the Plum Blossom J was left standing in the swaying sea of ​​pale flowers...

His magician's black robe fluttered in the wind, and he held the edge of his tall hat with his fingertips, and slowly put it back on his head.

"Just bring a little dusk shock to Hongchen Base..."

The moment the high hat touched the jack of clubs, he and the hat disappeared at the same time. In the empty sea of ​​flowers, there was no longer any figure, only the pale flowers remained forever.

……

Red dust base.

"Mr. Lu."

"Hello, Mr. Lu."

"..."

Dressed in white, he walked through the palace corridor, and the eight-foot ink pen was particularly conspicuous. As he passed by, all the Fushenge members and young people in blue robes who passed by bowed their heads respectfully.

Lu Liangren walked through the crowd expressionlessly, his footsteps echoing under the hollow dome, and finally stopped in front of the deepest relief door.

"Have all the disasters been cleared up?" In the blank frame of the relief door, an abstract human face emerged.

"Ninety percent of it has been cleared. There are still some minor disasters that are well hidden. It will take time to uncover them one by one. I let others do it." Lu Liangren paused for a moment.

"However, the largest intersection in the sky is a problem."

"trouble?"

"I can't say it's troublesome...it's just that it's too big, and it hangs over the main city of Hongchen. Although it's temporarily sealed by your painting, every time I look at it, I always feel like...something is crawling out of it. ”

"It should be impossible to climb out of a disaster below the eighth level in a short time." The Second Hall paused for a moment, "If it is an eighth-level disaster, as long as the number is not too large, the two of us can handle it."

"What if the person who climbed out was the ninth level?" Lu Liangren's voice was extremely low.

"Do you really think the Jiangtian Sect has summoned to [quench] the disaster?"

"I don't know...just my gut tells me that that junction is tricky."

No words were spoken in the second hall, and the air suddenly fell into silence... After an unknown amount of time, the abstract face slowly spoke:

"I hope there is something wrong with your intuition... Otherwise, there will be big trouble in the world of mortals."

"Aren't we already in big trouble?"

"Then we have to wait until the sixth and seventh come back before we can be sure..."

Before the Second Hall finished speaking, he suddenly seemed to sense something, and his abstract facial features suddenly paused.

The next moment, a line of ink exploded out of thin air, like a gorgeous firework blooming, and a figure covered in blood fell to the ground.

The sixth hall.

Seeing this scene, Lu Liangren's expression changed instantly. He stepped forward to help Sixth Hall up, and found that most of her body was bloody and bloody, and her breath was extremely weak.

"Where's the seventh?!" Lu Liangren asked with a frown.

"In order to cover my retreat, he put all his defenses on me...and sacrificed himself." The face of the Sixth Hall turned pale. She seemed to have remembered something, gritted her teeth and spoke,

"That guy is really too strong... None of us can escape without this method."

"Who?!"

"Wujijun."

The moment the words Wujijun rang out, the air seemed to freeze.

Lu Liangren was stunned for a moment, raised his head suddenly, and looked at the second hall on the relief door in disbelief... The abstract face in the second hall had no expression, but there was an extremely oppressive aura. From that painting Spread out of the box.

"Sixth, tell me everything you encountered during your trip to the Wuji Realm... Don't miss any details."