I'm not a drama god

"【Fortune and misfortune: auspiciousness】."

Sun Bumian's voice sounded from behind Jian Changsheng, and a field had already covered the entire battlefield!

All the black "evil" energy that those eyes saw began to spin like a whirlpool, gradually repelling outwards; all the golden "lucky" energy rushed into his body frantically... colorful flames ignited from Sun Bumian's body.

The crackling sound of firecrackers rang out around him, and the mysterious good fortune was blessing his body. He took a step forward like a burning human-shaped lion!

"【Cloud Step】."

In this state, all of Sun Bumian's skills performed beyond their normal levels. His [Cloud Step] was even so fast that it could not be captured by the naked eye. The colorful flames flashed across the entire street like lightning!

Mo Lianzheng and Bai were fighting in the chaotic rain of weapons. As if he had noticed something, he turned his head to look, but his eyes could no longer follow the colorful lightning-like figure...

A strong wind blew by, and Sun Bumian, surrounded by colorful flames, appeared behind Mo Lian like a ghost!

His palm went to grab the black bowler hat.

Just as his fingertips were about to touch the brim of the hat, Sun Bumian's body suddenly shook, a mouthful of blood gushed out of his throat, and he seemed to have lost all his strength and rolled to the ground helplessly...

Sun Bumian lay on the ground with his back, his face even uglier than Jian Changsheng's. He subconsciously covered a part of his stomach with his hand, and his breathing became extremely heavy!

"Eh... I was clearly going for the heart, but why did I take out the liver instead?"

Mo Lian looked at the bloody liver in his hand, seeming a little surprised.

Sun Bumian, who was lying on the ground, knew very well that it was the "auspiciousness" gathered in his body that saved his life and caused Mo Lian's hand to go wrong. If his heart had been stolen directly by this move, he would probably have died on the spot...

"That's a seventh-level thief saint, don't underestimate him!"

Bai Ye felt extremely guilty when he saw that Jian Changsheng and Sun Bumian were both seriously injured. They were originally a group of fourth-level young people, and if they were involved in this battle, it would be impossible for them to escape unscathed... Bai Ye actually realized this, but he really had no other choice.

Mo Lian has a hat with the mark of the Silver King on it, which can resist theft. If Bai Ye relies solely on himself, it will be almost impossible for him to defeat Mo Lian.

But no matter what, Jian Changsheng's serious injury aroused Bai Ye's anger. He gave up the conservative defensive strategy and began to actively attack Mo Lian!

As the white light around him gradually expanded, the weapons that were originally aimed at him were stolen, and they rushed towards Mo Lian from all directions, forcing him to gradually distance himself from Jian Changsheng, so that he would not have the opportunity to finish off Jian Changsheng and Sun Bumian.

"The Way of Stealing Gods, first level [Stealing Objects], second level [Stealing Faces], third level [Stealing Light]... Starting from the fourth level, you can steal on a large scale without restrictions."

Black light roamed around Mo Lian, weapons, stones, and even snowflakes... Endless matter flashed between Bai Ye and Mo Lian. In their extremely fast "stealing game", they seemed to fill every corner of the space.

"At the fifth level, you can do 'division theft' of matter, that is, steal a part of a complete object... For example, steal a heart."

"It's not until the sixth level that the skills of different paths will be different, but now I have stolen your ability, so all our skills are the same now..."

"We can play like this for three days and three nights."

Mo Lian pointed at Jian Changsheng and Sun Bumian who were standing beside him, "But it seems like they can't hold on that long."

Bai Ye's heart sank to the bottom.

Mo Lian was right. With the same skills and the same rank, it was almost impossible for the two of them to determine the winner. Moreover, the other party had that hat... and it was difficult for Jian Changsheng and the other two to hurt Mo Lian. If they continued like this, their disadvantage would only get bigger and bigger.

and many more……

Where is Chen Ling?

Bai Ye seemed to realize something and began to look around, trying to find Chen Ling's shadow...

"Fuck you, stupid thief!" Jian Changsheng, who was nailed to the tree, spat out blood foam and sneered, "You still want to use us to threaten Senior Bai Ye? Do you really think we can't discipline you?"

"Oh? How can you deal with me?" Mo Lian glanced at him with disdain.

"Time is almost up... We should find that guy Hongxin, right?" Sun Bumian covered his stomach and looked around in pain.

rustle--

The sound of footsteps on the snow came from the alley nearby.

Mo Lian turned his head and saw a woman in a bright red costume walking out of a grocery store, looking over here with a calm gaze... Their eyes collided in the air.

Mo Lian then remembered that he hadn't seen Chen Ling since he started fighting with Bai Ye. It seemed like she was looking for something?

Mo Lian's gaze gradually moved downwards...

I saw a straw hat in Chen Ling's hand.

The shape of this straw hat is very ancient, and it looks like it was just found in this city. It is not a sacrificial vessel, and there is nothing special about it... It is really just an ordinary straw hat.

"Finally found it..." Chen Ling patted the dust off the hat, raised his hand casually, and slowly put it on his head.

Mo Lian seemed a little puzzled when he saw this scene, but he still sneered,

"You disappeared for so long, just for such an ugly hat?"

"Ugly hat?"

The bright red robe fluttered in the wind. Chen Ling lowered his head slightly. The black bowler hat on his head made him look particularly elegant, like a famous actor in the Republic of China period...

He raised his hand to press down the brim of his hat and smiled slightly.

"It does look ugly on your head."

Seeing the very familiar bowler hat on Chen Ling's head, Mo Lian was stunned at first, then subconsciously raised his hand to touch his own head... A rough straw hat had replaced the original bowler hat at some point.

"???"

Scarlet Trick.

The Shinto Stealing Technique is ineffective against the Seal of the Silver King, but the trick of distorting the Shinto Technique is not included in this list.

Since he had to deal with the hat, Chen Ling immediately began looking for a suitable item. After all, in order to perform the Scarlet Trick to replace an item, the two items must be similar in appearance... Fortunately, a hat is not that difficult to find in this city.

Mo Lian's pupils suddenly contracted, and his heart sank to the bottom. He immediately raised his hand to steal the hat off Chen Ling's head, but a hand had already taken a step forward and quietly pressed against the back of his head...

"Your hat doesn't seem to fit you well." In the wind and snow, Bai Ye narrowed his eyes slightly.

The next moment, the sturdy heart python bit Mo Lian's head!

Bai Ye's "heart python" madly bit Mo Lian's memory and swallowed it into its stomach. There was no wound left on Mo Lian's body, but he stood in the snow blankly, and the confusion in his eyes became more and more intense...