I'm not a drama god

Wuwuwu——

The cold wind howled in the snow, and everyone was dead silent.

Judging from the angle from which these three people flew, the ancient Tibetan miracle that had just suppressed them should have been them, but was shattered by them... and the figure in the bright red opera robe was almost certainly the "Actor Emperor" that the emperors were frantically warning against.

Behind the actor emperor, there is a ruthless character wearing a black leather jacket and a wolf's tail, who looks like someone who is not easy to mess with; and a smiling tiger who looks unfathomable, wearing a Tang suit and leisurely twisting a string of skewers in his hand.

Under Chen Ling's pressure, everyone was already frightened and swallowed hard...

"...Ying Fu?"

Zhu Chong and others looked at each other.

"Is there anyone among us named Yingfu?"

The young man in hemp clothes tightly grasped Asahi's hand, with confusion flashing in his eyes.

Seeing that no one reacted, Jian Changsheng approached Chen Ling and asked in a low voice:

"Heart, are you sure the person you're looking for is here?"

Chen Ling did not respond. An invisible heart python slipped from his sleeves and crawled over these young people one by one... Its scarlet tongue spewed out, and its snake pupils seemed to be able to see through everyone's emotional changes, searching for something in them.

The man in the bright red costume took slow steps and walked among the crowd. His figure was as light as a ghost and he did not leave any footprints in the snow.

"I'll ask again... Who is Ying Fu?"

"Sir, there is really no one among us named Yingfu..." A brave young man responded in a low voice.

The others also nodded.

As the actors in bright red costumes walked past them one by one, their hearts suddenly rose to their throats. As Chen Ling's eyes swept across them, everyone felt as if they were being seen naked, and cold sweats broke out on their backs!

In front of Chen Ling, even the bravest and most reckless Zhu Zhong did not dare to make the slightest unnecessary movement. He lowered his head silently like a quail. When Chen Ling passed by him, a glance from her made him shudder all over!

Dangerous, strange, powerful, and full of oppression...

Is this the [Actor Emperor]?

Between the wide sleeves of the theatrical robe, the cold light of the boning knife reflected everyone's faces one by one...

finally,

Chen Ling slowly stopped in front of the young man in hemp clothes.

Chen Ling looked at the face in front of her that was red from the snow and wind. Frost had formed on her skin, but her facial features could not hide her handsomeness, especially her eyes. The corners of her eyes were like a phoenix's tail, gently drooping, inexplicably giving her a fascinating feeling...

This face is quite similar to the Ying Fu in Chen Ling's memory...

But there were still some things that didn't match. The first was age. The boy in front of him looked a year or two younger than Chen Ling, and didn't have the calmness and sharpness of Ying Fu at all. The second was temperament. Although the boy looked extraordinary, his eyes were not as domineering and profound as Ying Fu's.

Seeing Chen Ling staring at him, the young man in sackcloth clothes began to sweat from his palms. He was like a prey being stared at by a lion, his whole body tensed to the extreme!

“Don’t bully Brother Li!” A young girl stubbornly stood in front of the boy in hemp clothes, opened her arms, and tried to protect the boy behind her with her petite body.

Chen Ling narrowed her eyes slightly, and her gaze naturally fell on her.

The young man in hemp clothes was shocked when he saw this, and immediately pulled Asahi back behind him!

"Sir... you may have found the wrong person. I don't know you and I have no grudge against you." Under that suffocating gaze, the young man in hemp clothes could only bite the bullet and speak.

After a long time, Chen Ling finally turned his gaze away from A Qian and looked at the young man in hemp clothes again.

Judging from the girl's reaction just now, this young man's surname should indeed be Li. After all, Chen Ling appeared too suddenly, and the two of them had no time to collude at all. The girl instinctively called him "Brother Li" because it was a habit.

Chen Ling spoke calmly:

"Your surname is Li?"

"Yes."

"Lee what?"

"Li...Fu."

"Which one is rich?"

"Rich in wealth."

The heart-shaped python on the shoulder of the young man in hemp clothes was slightly raised.

Chen Ling narrowed his eyes, and the boning knife in his hand flashed with a cold light!

puff--!

The blade stabbed into the ribs of the hemp-clothed boy, just a hair's breadth away from his heart. Scarlet blood instantly dyed his clothes red, dripping onto the snow.

The young man in hemp clothes groaned, his pupils widened in disbelief, and he vomited blood, then fell limply to his knees on the scarlet snow!

Everyone around was shocked!

The few people closest to Chen Ling fell to the ground in fear. They never expected Chen Ling to suddenly attack. The fear in their hearts eroded their rationality and their whole bodies were shaking!

No one dared to speak at this moment. Even Han Dong and several other boys who had just been wooed by the sackcloth-clothed boy, stood aside stiffly with their breath held. Han Dong seemed to want to say a few words for the sackcloth-clothed boy, but under the terrifying oppression of Chen Ling, he could only lower his head and remain motionless.

"Brother Xiao Li!!"

Ah Qian was also frightened when she saw the blood. She staggered forward, but her limbs froze in place at Chen Ling's gaze. Her body's most instinctive fear prevented her from taking another step forward.

Chen Ling grasped the handle of the boning knife and with a flick of his hand, he pulled it out of the body of the boy in hemp clothes. The warm blood left a long mark on the ground.

then,

Chen Ling calmly placed the hilt of the knife on the neck of the boy in hemp clothes.

"Let me ask you again." Chen Ling said calmly, "Fu... which Fu?"

The sackcloth-robed boy knelt down on the scarlet snow, his pupils slightly contracted.

The young man in hemp clothes was very smart, or rather, his intuition was quite terrifying... When Chen Ling first called out Ying Fu, he actually didn't feel anything. After all, his surname was not Ying, and he didn't know which Fu it was. It didn't seem to have anything to do with him.

But when Chen Ling stood in front of him and began to stare at him with scrutiny, the young man in hemp clothes panicked...

That look was like a serious comparison, and he could see the hesitation and murderous intent that sometimes flashed across Chen Ling's eyes. After being stared at for a long time, he inexplicably felt that he was the person he was looking for.

So, when Chen Ling asked him which "Fu" it was, he followed his subconscious fear and said "Fu" instead of "Fu".

There are thousands of people named Li Fu in the world, and his name is so common, and he does not have the same surname, so he should be able to clear himself of suspicion… But the young man in hemp clothes never expected that his clever trick would become a death curse!

The actor emperor actually saw that he was lying! !

The blood-stained blade touched the skin of the sackcloth-clothed boy's neck, and the coldness made him feel as if he had fallen into an icy cave... Under Chen Ling's sharp gaze, the sackcloth-clothed boy finally opened his mouth and said truthfully:

"Fu means... subversion."