I'm not a drama god

After saying this, without waiting for Chen Ling's response, he walked down the black steps alone and walked out of the hall.

The closer he got to the palace gate, the longer his shadow became. His figure was no longer desperate and lonely, but had a hint of determination and murderous intent. The young man's bloodstained hemp clothes looked like a golden battle armor under the setting sun.

The lady in the bright red costume still stood in the dark hall, watching him go away, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised;

"Ying Fu... How are you going to break this game?"

He stared into the void, as if looking into the eyes of the future Yingfu, and muttered to himself.

Chen Ling's idea was actually very simple. Since Ying Fu would not be killed before he first saw him in the time save, he could plant a bomb in advance.

A bomb that has a chance to kill Yingfu directly after the established events are over!

This bomb cannot come from the outside world. After all, no one knows how strong Yingfu will be by then... It is best if this bomb comes from Yingfu himself. After all, no matter when and where, the one who can kill him is himself.

Taking advantage of Li Fu's current predicament, his despair and his worry about Ah Qian, Chen Ling personally made a timed death shackle and put it around Li Fu's neck...

When Li Fu becomes Ying Fu, when this young man who was abandoned by everyone becomes the only [Emperor], this shackle will give Chen Ling the upper hand!

If Yingfu keeps his promise, Chen Ling can make him commit suicide with just one word; if Yingfu refuses to fulfill his promise, the effectiveness of his skills will be greatly reduced, and he may even be tempted to commit suicide by Chen Ling... Of course, even if it is the latter, it doesn't matter.

After all, in this round, Yingfu's bet was his life and future; but Chen Ling's bet was just a ring that had long been unused.

Li Fu walked to the entrance of the palace, and Ah Qian, who had been waiting for a long time, waved to him:

"Brother Xiao Li!"

Li Fu turned his head and saw A Qian squatting next to a mysterious mummy. When he saw Li Fu coming out, he put down the bandage in his hand and jogged over.

"Brother Xiao Li, are you okay? Did that bad guy hurt you?"

"Don't worry, I'm fine." Li Fu glanced at the mummy in the distance and asked in confusion, "What were you doing just now?"

"I don't know. When I came out, I saw a big brother lying at the door. He seemed to have fainted... I saw that he was still injured and was afraid that he was dead, so I wrapped him up a few times..."

"...Yeah, but be careful around strangers next time, okay?"

"Know it."

"I will send you to Sister Wu Qiong in a while. Don't run around before I come back, okay?"

"Brother Li, what are you going to do?" Ah Qian subconsciously hugged Li Fu's arm tightly, "I don't want to be separated from you!"

"Be good...I'll be fine this time."

Li Fu looked towards the ruined city. He clenched his ring-wearing hand and spoke calmly.

"I need to settle some accounts carefully."

……

As Li Fu and A Qian left, Chen Ling, wearing a bright red costume, also walked out of the hall.

He turned his head to look to the side, only to see Jiang Xiaohua groaning as she got up from the ground. It wasn't because she was being pretentious, but because the wounds on her body were too painful after waking up.

Anyone would have fainted from the severe pain, but Jiang Xiaohua just hummed softly twice, and those who didn't know would have thought she was just acting coquettishly.

"You're awake?" Chen Ling was a little surprised.

"Hmm..." Jiang Xiaohua glanced at Ah Qian in the distance, "The child almost touched my skin... Fortunately, I woke up in time and turned in a different direction, otherwise she would not have survived for three days."

"Are you so vicious?"

"When I fainted just now, you didn't touch my skin, right?"

"As you said, I carried you through the bandages."

"Oh……"

Jiang Xiaohua looked down at herself and fell into silence, like a sculpture.

"..." Chen Ling waited for a long time, and finally couldn't help asking, "What's wrong with you?"

"The bandages have almost been burned, I need a piece of clothing." Jiang Xiaohua lowered her head, as if a little embarrassed.

Seeing this, Chen Ling could only helplessly say "wait", and then returned to the palace to search...

After a while, he took out a golden dragon robe from somewhere and threw it to Jiang Xiaohua.

"This is it. Wear it as is."

Jiang Xiaohua did not refuse and put on the dragon robe. Her long snow-white hair fell on the shoulders of the robe. A five-clawed golden dragon was flying in the clouds under her, and she looked handsome and elegant in a unique way.

"Where are we going?" After putting on her clothes, Jiang Xiaohua behaved much more naturally and asked actively.

Chen Ling hesitated for a moment, and when he was about to say something, a dull roar came from a distance!

Om-!

A long golden road emitting the aura of the Emperor God's Dao, like a giant's palm, descended from the sky and landed in a palace in the distance.

"This is..." Chen Ling looked at the road to heaven and narrowed his eyes slightly.

……

Xuanyu Realm, floating base.

Figures in scientific research coats gathered behind the glass, looking excitedly at a huge facility in the laboratory, their eyes shining, and seemed to be discussing something eagerly with each other.

As the heavy black cloth was removed, a particle collider that had been sealed for who knows how many years appeared in everyone's sight.

The scientists present were all born in this era. They had only learned about the rumored particle collider in textbooks... Now that they were fortunate enough to see it with their own eyes, they were naturally extremely excited.

"Professor, can the Master of the Tower of Babel really activate this thing?"

In front of the particle collider, the young man was also shocked by this huge facility full of technology, and he couldn't help but ask the professor next to him.

"Qiaoshendao is the power to transform decay into magic. It is the crystallization of human material civilization... Although it is impossible to restore the backward science to its original state, it is still possible to temporarily reverse the time of an object."

The professor stared at the master of the Tower of Babel standing in front of the particle collider. Even though he tried his best to hide it, a hint of excitement still appeared in the depths of his eyes...

“Are all the operating procedures ready?”

"Okay, here are our current coordinates, and we are ready to launch at any time... Next, it depends on whether Xuan Yujun can receive it."

Everyone's eyes fell on the particle collider and the huge hibernation chamber in front of the collider...

A mysterious liquid was surging in the hibernation chamber. A young man was hanging upside down silently in it, his black hair fluttering silently with the flow of the liquid, as deep as the abyss.

That is the guardian of this realm, Xuan Yujun, who has been sleeping for more than three hundred years.

The professor took a deep breath, looked at the master of the Tower of Babel not far away, nodded slightly, and finally gave the order:

"Then... let's get started."