I'm not a drama god

"Bai Qi?"

Sun Bumian looked at Bai Ye in surprise, "You also know what's inside him..."

Sun Bumian was very surprised. When he was spying on Jian Changsheng's fortune before, he vaguely guessed the source of the murderous aura in the other party. He thought this was Jian Changsheng's secret, so he pretended not to know. But he didn't expect that Bai Ye also knew about Bai Qi's existence.

Bai Ye glanced at him with a strange expression:

"Almost everyone in the Twilight Society knows about it, except Xiao Jian himself..."

Sun Bumian: ...

It's a secret known to everyone except you, right?

As expected of you, [6 of Spades].

"This is trouble." Bai Ye said in a deep voice, "No wonder he wanted to capture Xiao Jian and put it on the monument of great achievements in advance... It seems that these remnants of the emperor have long been prepared to subdue Bai Qi.

No matter how powerful the puppet emperor is now, he is still alone. It is fine in the Imperial Dao Ancient Tibetan, but if he leaves here, he will only be at the third level. Those emperors have no patience to subdue their subjects one by one, and at this time, Bai Qi appears...

Once they can bring this God of Killing under their command, their own rank will be comparable to that of a demigod. In the Imperial Dao Ancient Treasures, they can even exert several times the power of a demigod... With the addition of a surrendered God of Killing Bai Qi, Lord Xuan Yu simply cannot be his opponent, and with two more Lords, they may only be able to barely contend."

“Will the God of Killing Bai Qi submit to a puppet emperor?” Sun Bu Mian did not seem to be worried. “When Bai Qi became famous, there was not even an emperor in the world.”

"If it was Bai Qi in his prime, it would be impossible, but the one in Xiao Jian's body now..." Bai Ye hesitated for a moment and spoke again, "What's more, this is the Emperor's home court. The intensity of the palace examination is doubled. It depends on whether Xiao Jian can withstand it."

……

The overwhelming and irresistible imperial power madly penetrated into Jian Changsheng's mind!

Jian Changsheng held his head in pain, feeling as if his entire head was about to split apart. The world faded away in his senses, and a magnificent throne rose from the void before his eyes!

"I know you have something to ask for..." A voice like the will of God rang out from above Jian Changsheng's head like a huge bell.

"Submit to me..."

"I will grant you everything you want."

The next moment, Jian Changsheng's past and future flashed before his eyes like a movie.

He saw himself being born in an abandoned thatched hut, and his mother dying because of his birth; he saw himself living under the eaves of the Yan family, living with his father and having to depend on others for his life; he saw himself being unlucky and dying again and again, but still lingering on...

The past years reappeared before Jian Changsheng's eyes, and also passed through those indifferent eyes full of imperial power, as if they had seen through Jian Changsheng's inner regrets.

After a moment, Emperor Wu's voice came from the sky:

"I know what your heart desires."

Emperor Wu waved his sleeves, and the scene around him changed rapidly, from replaying Jian Changsheng's tragic past to evolving into a misty future.

"Although your mother has passed away for many years, there is a ghost gate deep in the ancient ghost path. Behind the ghost gate is an ancient well that can call back the souls of your blood relatives... If you surrender, I will take you through the ghost gate one day and let you meet your mother again."

As Emperor Wu finished speaking, the surrounding mist rolled up, and suddenly it transformed into the appearance of the ancient well behind the Ghost Gate...

In that future, Jian Changsheng saw himself, under the leadership of Emperor Wu, stepping into the ghost gate and dripping blood into the ancient well... After a while, he saw himself meeting and crying with the soul of a strange woman.

There was a slight movement deep in Jian Changsheng's heart.

"You had a miserable early life and suffered a lot... The past cannot be changed, but if you surrender, I will make you the 'Marquis of Tianjiang'. From now on, when I conquer the world, you will be second only to one man and above ten thousand men. No one will dare to disobey you anymore."

As Emperor Wu's voice sounded, the scene around Jian Changsheng changed again.

He saw the change of rulers of the world, with Emperor Wu wearing imperial robes and ruling the world. At this time, there were no longer nine human realms on Earth, only a magnificent super empire standing on the wasteland.

He himself was wearing golden armor and walking on the border of the Gray Realm. Wherever he passed, the people and soldiers kowtowed and knelt like a tide, shouting his name, which echoed through the sky.

"I am the son of destiny. If you follow me, I will help you resolve the blood evil in your fate, and you will rise to prominence and achieve your dreams."

After saying this, Emperor Wu pressed his palm on Jian Changsheng's head and exerted a little force. A strange aura wafted from his body, as if it could easily move people's hearts.

"Jian Changsheng..."

"Now, are you willing to follow me?"

Jian Changsheng's mind was shaken by this voice. The three promises made by Emperor Wu just now began to take root in his heart and gradually occupied all his thoughts...

His regrets and desires were magnified wildly. The people who passed by along the way gradually faded away. Instead, a figure wearing an imperial robe became more and more important in his heart, as if he was going to be the only one in his life.

As Emperor Wu's hand gradually pressed down, Jian Changsheng's head lowered lower and lower, as if he was about to kneel down on the ground completely...

at this time,

Jian Changsheng's body suddenly became as strong as steel and he could no longer move down even a bit.

Feeling the resistance coming from his palm, Emperor Wu frowned slightly...

"...Just relying on these, you want me to kowtow and pledge my loyalty to you?" Jian Changsheng's voice sounded, his body seemed to be bearing the pressure of a mountain, under the palm of Emperor Wu, he trembled with all his strength and lifted it up little by little!

His eyes were bloodshot.

In an instant, the surrounding fog surged silently again. The past and future originally presented by Emperor Wu seemed to be torn apart by invisible hands, and the pictures from Jian Changsheng's heart were projected out into nothingness!

"Heitao, do you want the Tongtian Star Position or not?"

A figure in a theatrical robe stood in the memories and spoke to him with a frown.

"..."

"Put it on. We have changed your life for you."

"..."

"Six of Spades, no need to bow to anyone."

"..."

"Thank you very much this time."

"..."

Under those voices that were engraved in the depths of his soul, Jian Changsheng's body seemed to gain some kind of strength. He resisted Emperor Wu's palm and slowly stood up...

At the same time, he glanced around, and his vivid memories were almost all of that bright and annoying red robe... From the Bingdao Ancient Collection, to the Aurora City, to the Red Dust Realm, to the Tianshu Realm... Of course, there were also a small number of people in Tang suits, which had only appeared recently.

"Sorry... someone has already changed the unlucky and dying fate you mentioned."

"I had a miserable early life, suffered a lot of humiliation, and there was also a nasty lion dance that took out my anger, so I didn't take it to heart..."

"As for the ancient well behind the Ghost Gate..."

"In the future, Red Heart will take me there."