I'm not a drama god

"Thunder Finger."

Jian Changsheng took a deep breath, used all his strength, clenched his five fingers together, and smashed them on the curtain!

Boom——! !

A piercing pain came from the knuckles.

Here, Jian Changsheng seemed unable to use his skills, and his full-strength attack only resulted in his hands being covered in blood.

Jian Changsheng grimaced madly in pain.

at the same time.

In the picture, Chen Ling has walked through the snow-covered courtyard, singing and laughing joyfully, and pushing open a tightly closed door.

Under everyone's puzzled gaze, the woman in the bright red costume walked onto the stage.

"Chen Ling, if you have lost something, just tell me...I will find it for you."

"I lost a heart." Chen Ling's tone was as cold as if it came from the underworld, "And my brother's life."

A palm instantly pierced through the man's chest, and blood splattered on the screen behind him!

Everyone present stood up in shock, and a chaotic fight broke out... At the same time, Jian Changsheng seemed to sense something, and a memory frantically flooded into his mind... He saw Chen Ling fighting in the courtyard, being nailed to death in mid-air by a sacrificial vessel, and then having his head shot off.

"Damn it..." Jian Changsheng anticipated what would happen next and became more and more anxious.

He knew that he had to change something, otherwise Chen Ling's memory would never be recovered... Chen Ling saved Sun Bumian, and Sun Bumian saved himself. If Jian Changsheng couldn't save Chen Ling, everything would be meaningless.

But now, a curtain completely separated him from Chen Ling's world.

Jian Changsheng took two steps back, took a deep breath, and subconsciously clenched the silver pendant on his chest... He had failed too many times in his life, but this time he wanted to save Chen Ling, and he didn't want to fail at all.

That silver pendant was the only thing he could pray for... He hoped that the God of Luck would favor him once, even just once.

Jian Changsheng took a deep breath, clenched his bloody fist, and slammed it on the curtain!

Boom-!

Boom——! !

While Jian Changsheng was desperately trying to intervene in the performance, lines of text were constantly being written in the latest play on the bookshelf nearby.

【…】

[Severe pain filled Jian Changsheng's mind, but he did not give up, instead, each punch became heavier than the last.]

[He didn't know why he was trying so hard. He only knew that if he failed to save Chen Ling this time, he would never be able to forgive himself...]

[However, the plot of the story will not change due to the intervention of a supporting character, even if he was resurrected from the dead because of the favor of the "audience". ]

[But it is undeniable that...]

[The audience is indeed moved by Jian Changsheng's behavior and looks forward to a new possibility]

[Audience Expectation Value +4]

[Current expected value: 61%]

【warn!warn! 】

[The audience begins to participate in the performance! 】

Boom-! ! !

When Jian Changsheng's shattered palm slammed on the curtain for the umpteenth time, a thin piece of paper independent of all the plays was actually outlined out of thin air on the bookshelf next to him!

【No. ? Play】

[Extra - What If]

【Starring: Chen Ling】

[Other actors: Jian Changsheng,? ]

……

Boom-! ! !

The blood stained the surface of the curtain, as if it had broken through some kind of barrier and continued to seep backwards...

Jian Changsheng's blood was like paint dripping onto a canvas, turning into a mysterious, black star in the sky above the performance.

……

"It actually attracted the attention of the 'War God'?"

Chu Muyun stood under a tree covered with snow, his eyes fixed on the house in the distance. "I didn't expect that he is really a genius... in killing people."

The actors in red costumes were fighting frantically in the courtyard filled with wind and snow. He seemed to have sensed something and looked up at the sky...

A star emitting the aura of the God of War was silently staring at him in the sky.

Shinto star.

……

"It seems to have gone in a little bit?" Jian Changsheng felt the touch of the fist, and a faint light gradually appeared in his eyes!

The next moment, the void behind him shook slightly, and a bandaged white-haired figure slowly walked over, looking around in a daze...

When Jian Changsheng saw this, he was overjoyed!

"Jiang Xiaohua, why did you come just now?"

From the beginning, Jian Changsheng was alone in Chen Ling's memories. He existed in both Sun Bumian and Jian Changsheng's memories, but he did not appear here...

"I don't know." Jiang Xiaohua said sullenly.

"I couldn't enter his memory no matter what I did...but just now, it seemed to be opened to me."

The two of them did not notice that the moment Jiang Xiaohua stepped in here, Jiang Xiaohua's name appeared right after Jian Changsheng in the "Other Appearances" column of the extra story.

"Come and help me! I feel like I can tear it apart soon!" Jian Changsheng spoke immediately.

"……Oh."

Without saying anything, Jiang Xiaohua walked directly to Jian Changsheng's side, grabbed the small gap opened by Jian Changsheng with both hands, and slowly exerted force...

……

"It's not just the 'War God'." A figure in the shadows outside the courtyard said in a deep voice, "Didn't you notice? The stars of the 'Witch God' have also reacted..."

"Wu Shen Dao? What's his relationship with 'Wu Shen Dao'? Why did he trigger 'Wu Shen Dao'?"

"do not know……"

As the two were talking, a sacrificial vessel in the courtyard was activated with full power!

Chen Ling only felt a flash before his eyes, and the snow under his feet exploded instantly. A pale line like a giant's rib pierced through his body, nailing him to death in mid-air!

Then, the second one, the third one...

When the last bone pierced through Chen Ling's body, he could no longer move at all, like a prisoner in a cage.

"Is it great to obtain [God's favor]?"

"Even if you are a quasi-law enforcement officer, won't you still fall into my hands in the end?"

"Boy, I don't care what dispute you have with Bingquan Street, you are dead... Do you know how many people's interests you have harmed?"

Qian Fan raised the gun and pointed it at Chen Ling's brow. Murderous intent spread in his heart and he was about to pull the trigger!

……

"Oops!"

"Hurry up! Use a little more force!! Otherwise this guy will get shot!"

"I'm trying my best."

Jian Changsheng and Jiang Xiaohua exerted force at the same time, and their palms were cut by the sharp edge of the curtain. Blood continued to seep downwards, and the breath of both of them exploded at the same time!

……

boom--! !

The two stars in the sky suddenly shone brightly, and the majestic divine pillars smashed the snow curtain. The auras of two gods, a soldier and a witch, enveloped Chen Ling in the skeleton, and the turbulent aftermath almost knocked all the people around to the ground!

……

"Tear it open!" Jian Changsheng looked at the gap in front of him that was almost big enough for a person to pass through, and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Just a little bit left..."

"Let me go!"

A voice came from behind.

The two turned their heads at the same time, only to see that Sun Bumian had already come here along the thread of memory, his hands constantly moving his muscles and bones, and the aura of Xishendao was spreading wildly around him...

He snorted coldly and punched the gap in the curtain that was about to break!

……

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Ahem, the weekly sale of Drama God Official is on sale tonight~ Dusk Society playing cards, Chen Ling, Han Meng, Bai Ye's personal Baji colored paper, as well as Chen Yan's personal peripheral set, Drama God theme notebook, etc. You can follow the Douyin store "Yuhuo Qiushi" or "Sanjiu Yinyu" account, and there will be a live broadcast tonight~~ (there are also peripherals for Slaying God)