I'm not a drama god

The three of them walked out of the corridor and saw a vast expanse of white snow in front of them.

Chen Ling and the other two were also somewhat puzzled as to why a snowfield appeared in the Imperial Dao Ancient Treasure, but they did not discuss it at this time, because the three of them were all on guard against the same figure...

A heavy, dangerous, and extremely tolerant existence.

Even though Jian Changsheng dragged it all the way like a dead pig, the mummy didn't make a sound and didn't resist at all. It just hung its head like a real corpse.

If it was any one of Chen Ling and the other two, they would have attacked violently the moment they were dragged up, but he did nothing, as if he wanted to play the role of a "corpse" to the end... This spirit of letting go of self-esteem and being tenacious and ruthless is the key to making the three of them extremely alert.

At first, Chen Ling was almost fooled by him and thought it was a corpse. After all, he had no breath at all and his body was covered in dust, as if he had been lying there for a long time before they arrived.

But with Sun Bumian's reminder, he carefully observed again with his [Secret Eyes]... and found that he was indeed alive, and his method of pretending to be dead was similar to Jin Fugui's!

But this is not a trial field for Tongtian Xingwei, but an ancient treasure of the imperial way full of mystery and unknown. Although Chen Ling saw through his disguise, he did not attack without scruples like he did in the underground palace. After all, the highest enemy in the underground palace is only level five, and now Chen Ling cannot judge how powerful the mummy in front of him is...

Therefore, he could only use some relatively roundabout means to test this mysterious man little by little.

"...Lin Yan, we've dragged it all the way...are we still dragging it?" Jian Changsheng had been dragging the heavy mummy in the snow for a long time and finally couldn't help but speak.

Chen Ling and Sun Bumian looked at each other and nodded slightly.

"Let's not delay any longer. Let's do it right here... dig a hole and bury him!"

Since you are so patient, I want to see how long you can endure after being buried alive?

With the joint efforts of Chen Ling and the other two, a deep pit in the snow gradually took shape. During this process, they were alert to the mummy beside them, as if they were ready for him to suddenly attack and hurt people...

But in fact, he was quite quiet.

Chen Ling made up his mind and asked Jian Changsheng to throw the man into the deep pit, and then began to cover his body little by little with the snow and soil... The latter remained motionless, keeping his hands folded on his chest like a mummy, calmly allowing himself to be completely buried alive.

A few minutes later,

Chen Ling stepped hard on the two-meter-thick soil and snow, with an expression as if she had seen a ghost.

"What's going on? Did we make a mistake?" Sun Bumian muttered in a low voice.

"That shouldn't be the case..." Chen Ling was puzzled. "He should be alive, but why didn't he resist?"

"Then shall we still do it?"

"… Never mind. He doesn't seem to be planning to attack us, so there's no need to make things more complicated."

After Chen Ling tried to find out, he confirmed that the man had no ill intentions. In that case, whether he was pretending to be dead or not, there was no need to draw a knife against him... If you must say it, the man was lying there well, but Chen Ling insisted on burying him alive, which was already quite rude.

However, now that things have come to this, it is impossible for Chen Ling to dig it out and say sorry to others. He can only take one last look at the hole and let it go.

The three living devils sighed with some regret and turned away.

at the same time,

Jiang Xiaohua, who was buried alive underground, felt the darkness, dampness and silence around her, and moaned softly in comfort.

"It's much more comfortable to lie here than at the door... and no one comes to disturb us."

"There are still many good people in this world."

[Fifteen emperors look at you with contempt]

……

"There are quite a few footprints here." Sun Bumian walked in the snow, looking at the messy footprints that stretched into the distance, seeming a little surprised, "There are about sixty or seventy people... and the footprints are very new, not covered by the snow, which means they are not far ahead."

"Where do so many people come from in the Imperial Dao Ancient Treasure?" Jian Changsheng frowned.

"It's not surprising. The ancient treasure of the imperial way has been lost for so many years. This time it came to light, there must be a new emperor... These people should be the candidates for the new emperor."

"Now that I'm in, am I considered a candidate too?" Jian Changsheng asked cautiously.

"How is that possible? I told you that we all have the Way of God, so it's impossible for us to become [Emperor]..." Sun Bumian glanced at Jian Changsheng with a strange expression, "Why, you, a soldier of the Way of God, want to be an emperor? An emperor of the Way of God of God?"

"No, I was just thinking about it." Jian Changsheng paused for a moment, "But you know what, the Emperor of Military Dao... sounds pretty good too."

"……childish."

"Where is the Awakening Lion Emperor?"

"This is good. I like it."

Jian Changsheng:......

Jian Changsheng felt something in his heart. He pointed at Chen Ling casually and said:

"What about him? If he were the emperor, what would he be... [The Actor Emperor]?"

Boom-!

The moment Jian Changsheng finished speaking, something seemed to be touched in the depths of the ancient imperial treasures, and a certain will between heaven and earth instantly resonated with the [Emperor's Fate] in Chen Ling's body!

Chen Ling's steps suddenly paused.

A breeze blew around Chen Ling. He looked down at his hands in confusion, not knowing what had happened...

But invisibly, his temperament seemed to have changed. If Chen Ling's original temperament was the yin and softness brought by the twisted Shintoism, now there was a hint of unique domineering in the depths of his pupils... This temperament blended with Chen Ling's own temperament, making Chen Ling, who was already bright and dangerous in a bright red robe, give people a feeling of "keep away from strangers".

Jian Changsheng was also stunned. He seemed to have sensed the sudden changes in the world just now. His expression was even more confused than Chen Ling's... He just pointed at Chen Ling and said something casually, so how did it really cause such a noise?

When Sun Bumian saw this, a gleam flickered in his eyes. After thinking for a moment, he muttered to himself:

"Gossip can melt gold, and the yellow robe will be put on him... So that's how it is..."

"What turns out to be that?"

Sun Bumian glanced at Chen Ling, whose temperament had slightly changed, and Jian Changsheng, who looked confused... He paused for a moment and spoke again:

"I seem to understand the rules of the Imperial Dao Ancient Treasures."

……

the other side.

The young man in hemp clothes reached out his hand and helped the young man who was beaten by Zhu Zhong in a pool of blood. His voice was as gentle as the spring breeze:

"How's it going? Are you okay?"

"...I, I'm fine." The bruised and swollen boy looked at the boy in hemp clothes, his eyes full of gratitude. The pain all over his body made his facial features twist unconsciously. There was even a moment just now when he really thought he would be beaten to death...

But now, thanks to the hemp-clothed boy, he survived.

"Thank you...really, thank you." The boy was grateful and shed tears. "My name is Han Dong, what's yours?"

"My name is Li Fu." The young man in hemp clothes smiled slightly.

"Subversion of subversion."