I'm not a drama god

Yang Muquan glanced at the group of Fu Sheng Hui members and apprentices they controlled, and his voice was as cold as ice:

"Are you threatening us?"

"Yes, I am threatening you!" 9 of Hearts laughed wildly, "I know what you want to say, if you can kill us Dusk Club members and sacrifice a few Fushenge members or apprentices, it is not unacceptable... But, is this really the case?

The Wuji Realm is about to hit your doorstep. At this juncture, can you really bear such heavy casualties? ? "

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of Yang Muquan and several members of the Sixth Order Fu Sheng Hui behind him changed instantly!

The war in the realm is about to break out, and any Shinto owner, regardless of rank, is a vital combat power. Since the Wuji Realm dares to attack, they are sure to suppress it with combat power, and only the Shinto owners can compete with them... Once there is a huge disparity in the number of people between the two sides, they will inevitably face one enemy with many enemies, or a large number of Shinto owners. There was no one to stop the attackers, and they massacred civilians.

The goal of Wuji Realm is to massacre civilians to refine the Philosopher's Stone. A Western-level Shinto owner can easily massacre thousands of people. And now the Twilight Society has kidnapped more than a dozen Fusheng-e members, ranging from the third to the fifth level, as well as dozens of second-level and below apprentices. Once the Twilight Society really goes crazy and kills them all, Fusheng will If you don’t have enough manpower for picture books, you will suffer heavy losses again!

The lack of these dozens of manpower may mean that there is no one to stop the dozens of wizards and gods, resulting in hundreds of thousands of civilian casualties.

At this critical moment, Dusk Society's move was undoubtedly a blow to the bottom of the pot, and it hit the arteries of Fu Sheng Hui. Coupled with the almost full taunting ability of the 9 of Hearts, it made Yang Muquan and others extremely uncomfortable for a while!

Just when Yang Mudog was swaying, in the void at the end of the corridor, a gap was gradually torn open in the abstract graphic field, and countless messy lines danced wildly in it like a storm. Two figures could be vaguely seen standing in it. .

Deep in the realm, a huge geometric face was suspended in front of the relief door, its eyes staring at the scene outside the realm, and the surrounding abstract graphics were trembling with rage.

"That's the situation." Bai Ye said leisurely,

"I know that all of us combined are no match for you alone...but sometimes, strength doesn't mean everything."

"Our Dusk Club has never interfered with matters between realms. It makes no difference to us who dies and who lives in the Wuji Realm... But since you have kidnapped our club members, we have to come and ask for help. statement."

The laziness and casualness on Bai Ye's face gradually disappeared, replaced by unprecedented seriousness and coldness.

He slowly stretched out two fingers:

"Now, I'll give you two choices."

"Either, release the 6 of hearts and 8 of clubs, allowing us to leave the base of the world of mortals... Or, we will fight to the death, and in any case, your strength will be severely damaged, ensuring that the Wuji Realm will eventually conquer the world of mortals, and let your Tens of millions of civilians were buried with us."

Bai Ye's voice fell, and the entire Hongchen Base fell into deathly silence.

The J of Clubs gently pulled down the brim of the magic hat, and sparks seemed to flicker at the fingertips; the 10 of Diamonds stood among a dozen living coffins, as motionless as a dead tree; the 9 of Hearts smiled, and the skin on its back was like steel. The side was opened, revealing hundreds of gunpowder barrels; Chu Muyun glanced at the broken leg that was gradually recovering from blood and mud on the ground, and unconsciously clenched the blood-stained stab hammer; Jian Changsheng solemnly bit his fingertips and let the drops of blood slowly flow. Falling to the ground...

All members of the Dusk Club are ready to go;

This is a naked threat and the most overbearing conspiracy... Needless to say, once the Second Hall refuses, these madmen will definitely fight to the death to turn this place upside down!

All the members of Fu Sheng Hui present, as well as Yang Muquan of the palace, all looked towards the second palace deep in the field, nervously waiting for his decision.

The Second Hall stared at Bai Ye and the others, with light shining in their abstract eyes.

I don't know how long it took before he spoke word by word:

"Very good...you win."

"People, you can take it away and leave "Guernica" behind."

After hearing the answer from the Second Hall, everyone in the Dusk Society still did not relax at all. After all, no one knew whether these guys would go back on their word and take advantage of them... Bai Ye raised his eyebrows slightly. After hesitating for a moment, It's better to take out the real "Guernica" from your arms and unfold it with all your strength!

The moment the scroll was folded and unfolded, a red shadow jumped out quickly, and Chen Ling was seen carrying the unconscious Plum Blossom 8, landing steadily on the ground.

Chen Ling glanced at Xizhou, and when she saw Bai Ye beside her, she knew she had guessed correctly...

Ever since he saw the familiar white light in the scroll, Chen Ling roughly guessed that it was Bai Ye and the others who took action, so Yi Yi waited for the opportunity in the scroll. As soon as the scroll unfolded, he jumped out with something in his hand. Holding a boning knife, he is always ready to fight.

Bai Ye and Chen Ling looked at each other, the corners of his mouth under his peaked cap raised slightly, and then he rolled up "Guernica" again and threw it back in front of the second hall.

"Open the door for us." He said calmly.

"There are also the Daoji fragments that were originally in the scroll."

Bai Ye was startled and looked at Chen Ling doubtfully, not knowing about the existence of Daoji fragments.

Chen Ling took a deep look at Plum Blossom J. After the two were silent for a second, Chen Ling spread her palms and gently threw a small fluttering flower in the direction of the second hall.

"Now, can you open the door?"

The Second Hall snorted coldly, and an illusory portal was slowly outlined among everyone. This door briefly opened up the green leaves where the Red Dust Base is, and the flowers where the Red Dust Realm is, connecting each other with Yang Mu before. There is almost no difference in the employee passage that the dog leads Chen Ling through.

Plum Blossom J stepped forward and after confirming that there was no problem with the door, she nodded slightly to the other people.

"let's go."

The Jack of Clubs took off his magic hat, waved lightly at the 9 of Hearts and others, and took them all in, and then slammed into the door without hesitation, without giving the Second Hall and others any time to react!

As the figure of Plum Blossom J disappeared behind the door, the atmosphere in the depressing and tense Hongchen Base finally relaxed a little. The figures sealed in the living coffins by Diamond 10 fell one after another. Even the Fushenghua members whose legs were broken by Chu Muyun stood up intact, looking at their knees with shock!

"Are we really going to let them go like this??" Yang Muquan became angrier as he thought about it, and couldn't help but ask the Second Hall.

The Second Hall opened his mouth, and suddenly his eyes fell on the little flower in front of him...

The fluttering little flower gradually faded as Chen Ling and others left, and finally turned into a paper dove, which fell to the ground with a pop.

In the triangular eyes of the second hall, the fire of anger was burning. He slowly turned his head, fixed his eyes on the relief door that had been opened at one corner, and said solemnly:

"I only promised them to leave the base...but I didn't say, let them leave the world of mortals alive."

"Chief, it's time to wake up."

next moment,

A large number of red silk threads, as if they were alive, slowly flowed out from the gaps in the relief door...