I'm not a drama god

The expressions of Chen Ling and others were extremely wonderful.

After an unknown amount of time, Jian Changsheng spoke uncertainly:

"The Thief Saint was here... Is this the Thief Saint we know?"

"It's most likely." Chen Ling nodded. "There's still some wine left in the cup. The person who stole the sword must have left not long ago. He probably came in with the candidates... In this era, the only one who can enter the Imperial Dao Ancient Treasure to steal things is the Fire Usurper's Thief Saint."

"How did they get in too?"

"The emergence of the Imperial Dao Ancient Treasure made such a big noise, it's normal for them to be attracted here... But I don't know which one or more of the Red, Yellow, Blue, White and Black are coming."

"It's impossible that it's Bai..."

Chen Ling, Jian Changsheng, and Sun Bumian looked at each other, and after seeing Jiang Xiaohua secretly looking at them from a distance, they still closed their mouths.

Speaking of the Thief Saint, the first person they thought of was naturally Bai Ye. If Bai Ye was also in this ancient treasure house, the situation would be quite favorable for them.

"It's hard to say. After all, there are five Thief Saints."

"I heard that these five thieves have their own strengths. Some can steal memories, some can steal skills, and some can steal identities... Their methods are more mysterious than each other. If they are also in these palaces, we'd better be careful." Sun Bumian reminded.

Jian Changsheng looked at the empty sword box in his hand, threw it on the ground in annoyance, then clutched the pendant on his chest and muttered softly:

"I finally found a treasure, but someone else got it first... Why is this thing ineffective?"

"It's already taking effect. At least you found the sword box on your own." Sun Bumian shrugged. "There's too much 'evil' in you. Human luck can only help you resolve part of it. Compared to being on the verge of death, just brushing past a sword is already very gentle."

Jian Changsheng thought about it and it seemed to be true. At least since he entered the Imperial Dao Ancient Tibetan, he had not been besieged, framed, or tortured, and he was still alive and kicking... This was already a kind of luck for him.

"It seems that there is nothing valuable left in this palace."

"The Thief Saint has probably emptied out the surrounding palaces... Where are we going next?"

"In addition to this sword, there is another good thing at the edge of this floor." Chen Ling said while sensing the Imperial Dao Ancient Treasure, "If we can move directly there, we should be able to get ahead of them."

"go!"

As Jian Changsheng and Sun Bumian dragged Jiang Xiaohua up, Chen Ling used the Emperor's Fate again, and the four figures instantly disappeared from the spot.

……

Second layer of edge.

The prosperous ancient streets were arranged like stars in the city-state. Figures in armor were moving quickly through them. Pedestrians and vendors on the roadside seemed to be frightened and quickly hid in their houses.

A large number of soldiers and horses gathered in front of the gate of a certain imperial palace, and countless brightly colored flags were dancing wildly in the wind!

"Li Shimin! Are you really going to rebel?!"

On the palace wall, someone was raising questions in a furious voice.

A figure stepped out slowly from the siege troops, looked at the man on the palace wall, and spoke calmly:

"You forced me to do this... I was just protecting myself."

"Self-protection? Protecting yourself to the gate of the palace? Li Shimin! Do you know who is the crown prince now?!"

"Crown Prince?" The man smiled and took a bow and arrow from the soldier beside him. "If I kill you... I will be the crown prince."

The situation is tense and tense.

The fate of the dynasty was changing outside the gates of the imperial palace. An old era was about to end, and the sun of a new era was rising behind that figure...

At the same time, two figures calmly walked through this past.

"On the fourth day of the sixth month in the ninth year of Emperor Gaozu's Wude reign, Emperor Gaozu Li Yuan's second son, Prince of Qin Li Shimin, launched a coup d'état outside Xuanwu Gate, shot Crown Prince Li Jiancheng to death with one arrow, and ascended the throne two months later..."

The silver snake-shaped earrings swayed lightly in the air. Bai Ye spoke softly, his eyes full of emotion.

“I didn’t expect to be able to witness history here.”

Mo Lian held up his cane with his other hand, and held down the brim of his black bowler hat. He glanced at Bai Ye beside him and said slowly, "...You know a lot."

"I was just free and had nothing to do, so I read some more books."

"A thief is a thief, why do you have to be so knowledgeable? Do you want to take the civil service exam?"

"Profession is profession, study is study. In fact, you can learn a lot from history... Besides, I have a criminal record, so I can't take the civil service exam." Bai Ye spread his hands helplessly.

"..."

"So what you mean is that since you're not seen on weekdays, you've gone to study?" Mo Lian sneered.

"It seems unnecessary for me to report to you what I do, Mo Lian. You are meddling too much."

"hehe."

The two of them took a casual step forward, passed through the chaotic Xuanwu Gate, crossed the palace wall, and came directly into the imperial palace.

"Speaking of which, our luck this time is pretty good." Mo Lian strolled leisurely, as if he had come to his own back garden. "If these emperors' remnants were in their respective palaces, it would be difficult for us to get something. I don't know what got into them, and they all ran downstairs one by one..."

"Something must have happened down there, but it has nothing to do with us." Bai Ye didn't care.

"Thanks to their departure, we were able to collect so many good things..."

Mo Lian casually took out a bag from his waist, and the corners of his mouth rose. "The current owner of this palace is Emperor Gaozu of Tang, the founder of the Tang Dynasty... He must have some incredible treasures in his hands."

The two of them had searched so many places and were already very familiar with the layout of the palace. They knew where the probability of finding treasures was greatest, and after circling in the sky, they fell towards the direction of the imperial study.

There was no one around the imperial study, and the door was closed.

Mo Lian walked calmly to the door with his cane in hand. Just as he was about to knock on the door, he heard a conversation coming from inside:

"Tsk, how come there isn't even a fruit plate in the imperial study?"

"Hong...Lin Yan, are you sure that thing is here? I have searched inside and outside, but it's not there!"

"I can only say that the probability of it being in the Imperial Study is the highest. If it's not here, then we have to look for it in the harem..."

"Will that thief saint get ahead of us again?"

"……do not know."

"Damn it, this thief has gone crazy because of poverty! What's wrong with leaving one for us?"

Mo Lian's half-raised hand suddenly froze in the air.

Hearing the familiar voice coming from inside, Bai Ye was stunned at first, then the corners of his mouth kept twitching, with an expression as if he had seen a ghost!

Bai Ye's brain was working rapidly. He glanced at Mo Lian, who was showing murderous intent, and then he made up his mind and pointed his finger at the air beside him...

A white light flashed above Mo Lian's head in an instant.