I'm not a drama god

“Cough… cough cough cough cough…”

Among the ruins of the city, Li Fu was hunched over, staggering forward, leaving bloody footprints with every step.

Loud roars came from afar, and the fortunes of the quasi-emperors were intertwined crazily, like a proud duel between the chosen ones of heaven. Almost everyone's attention was attracted there...

The sky flickered behind Li Fu. In the abandoned ruins, he lowered his head like a miserable stray dog.

"Brother Xiao Li, are you in pain..."

A Qian supported Li Fu's body while tears silently flowed down her cheeks. Her voice was as small as a mosquito, for fear that speaking louder would make the wounds more painful.

Li Fu was breathing heavily, a pale smile formed on his lips, and he stroked Ah Qian's hair.

"Don't worry, I'm not in pain... I'm just a little tired."

"We are tired. Let's sit down and rest for a while, okay?"

"……Do not."

Li Fu pursed his lips slightly. He looked up at the deserted and abandoned palace not far away, with unwillingness flashing in his eyes, "I want to try again."

Han Dong, who had followed Li Fu out, brightened up when he heard this.

"Really, Brother Li?"

At this time, behind Han Dong, there were also three young men. They were all young people who followed Li Fu in the beginning. Just now, thanks to them, they thought of their old friendship and made way for him, so Li Fu was not beaten to death...

But to be honest, they helped just now purely out of their youthful enthusiasm. After running out, their faces were also full of worry and confusion. After all, Li Fu was just an ordinary person now and could not take them away from the ancient Tibetan.

After hearing that Li Fu wanted to try again, a glimmer of hope appeared in their eyes again.

"Try again...one last time!"

Li Fu silently clenched his fists, his nails digging deeply into his palms, his eyes full of determination.

Li Fu could endure being beaten and could bear the pain, but Zhu Zhong actually attacked A Qian, which undoubtedly aroused the anger and hostility deep in his heart. After all, he was at an age full of vigor and vitality, how could he remain calm?

There is no one who does not want to change his fate, and no one who does not want to fight back. Seeing Li Fu's determination, a glimmer of hope ignited in the hearts of the other people.

"Okay! Brother Li! You can do it!" Han Dong punched the air heavily, "Let's go back and give Zhu Zhong that brat a good slap in the face!"

Everyone supported Li Fu and walked straight into the deserted palace.

The fate of a quasi-emperor does not only exist in one palace. Li Fu can feel that the same fate also exists in the abandoned palace in front of him. This may be his last chance to turn the tables.

As everyone went deeper, the palace became more and more desolate...

The grass and trees were dead, corpses were scattered all over the ground, and there were traces of fire on the walls. It was unknown what period of history this palace was from. When people stepped into it, a sense of gloom and loneliness came over them.

But this is consistent with Li Fu's state of mind. He moves forward step by step in the wilderness where no one cares, but he doesn't know whether what awaits him is the hope of a turnaround or deeper despair.

Finally, he stepped into the empty hall;

"Brother Li..."

Everyone saw the quasi-emperor's fate on the throne and looked at Li Fu at the same time. Han Dong was about to say something, but Li Fu strode forward without hesitation.

He stepped on the black stairs one step at a time, with nothing else in his eyes except the fate of a quasi-emperor.

He was like a gambler who was forced into a desperate situation. He stretched out his hand to fate for the last time... and then used all his strength to grasp it between his fingertips!

His fingers gradually penetrated into the quasi-emperor's fate, but seemed to be blocked by something invisible and popped out again. He gritted his teeth and tried again, and the blue veins on his neck bulged one by one!

The people below the stairs were all so nervous and nervous.

boom--!

A muffled sound came from the throne, and Li Fu's figure seemed to be swept away by an invisible force. He fell directly from the throne and rolled awkwardly to the ground of the hall...

"Brother Li!"

Han Dong and others immediately stepped forward and helped Li Fu up. The latter had a gap on his forehead and blood was all over his cheek, which was a shocking sight.

"Get away!!"

Li Fu's eyes were bloodshot. He pushed everyone away and stumbled towards the throne again!

boom--! !

A few seconds later, his figure flew out again.

Everyone was stunned. They watched Li Fu rush towards the throne again and again, but was bounced away without exception. Their expressions changed from shock at first, to pity later, and then to numbness...

They didn't know how many times Li Fu had tried, but they knew that his fate as a quasi-emperor had not disappeared in the slightest because of his efforts. There were only pools of blood on the ground in the hall, which was the proof of his efforts.

"Brother Li..."

"leave me alone!"

"Brother Li!"

"..."

Several young people who ran out saw Li Fu fall again and again, and the fire of hope that had just been ignited was completely extinguished... They looked at each other and saw the confusion and complexity in each other's eyes.

After a long silence, someone hesitated and spoke:

"Brother Li... I have parents waiting for me at home. I am the only child in our family... I... I have to go out."

After being flung away again, Li Fu staggered and tried to get up from the ground, but due to the severe pain in his ankle, he fell to his knees in front of the hall weakly...

Perhaps it was because he had exerted too much energy, or perhaps it was because the pain was too great, sweat ran down his cheeks like crazy, soaking the ends of his hair. He lowered his head and glanced back with tired eyes.

After a while, he spoke hoarsely:

"You guys go... Anyone who wants to go, go now."

After receiving this answer, the young men who followed were all shaken. They gritted their teeth, left the hall together, and ran back to the direction of the battle between the two emperors...

After all, they were just a group of children who wanted to leave Guzang. They had received a meal from Li Fu before, and they had bravely stood up to help him out just now. They didn't owe him anything. Now that Li Fu was doomed to fail, they should also look for other opportunities for their own lives.

Li Fu was very clear about this.

Li Fu took a deep breath, and after trying several times, he struggled to get up from the ground again. He saw Han Dong standing beside him with a complicated expression, and asked in a deep voice:

"Han Dong, why don't you leave?"

"I..." Han Dong opened his mouth, but didn't know how to answer.

"If you feel sorry for me, there's no need to do that." Li Fu staggered towards the throne again, and said without looking back, "I did save you once, but you also saved me, so we're even now... Are you sure you want to risk your life for a loser like me?"

Han Dong fell silent.

Li Fu ignored him and went to the throne again.