I'm not a drama god

The figures of Yingfu and Aqian gradually disappeared at the end of the ruins.

Chen Ling looked at the figure in simple linen clothes, and narrowed her eyes slightly...

Li Fu has become Ying Fu. Judging from his appearance and temperament, it won't be long before he enters the era archive through some means and then hunts him down... After this established event happens, Chen Ling will have the possibility of killing Ying Fu.

As for now... Chen Ling knew that he could not kill him. Even if they attacked together, some problems would definitely occur, or someone would jump out and allow Ying Fu to survive.

I just don’t know who will jump out when the time comes… Last time, it was Xuan Yujun who jumped out, what about this time?

But to be honest, Chen Ling didn't know how much of the original "Li Fu" personality Ying Fu still retained, and what the probability was that he would fulfill his promise to commit suicide. However, what is certain is that the greater the proportion of Li Fu's personality in Ying Fu, the more beneficial it is to Chen Ling.

"The birth of Ying Fu has caused a lot of trouble for the human world." Bai said slowly.

“We summoned Xuan Yujun and destroyed the Di Dao Ancient Treasure, but we still couldn’t completely eliminate the [Emperor]… I wonder if they will be so angry that they will vomit blood when they see Ying Fu appear.”

"But this should be a good thing for us?" Jian Changsheng scratched his head. "The Emperor wants to shake the foundation of the human realm, which means it will be easier for us to recover the Nine Lords..."

"Indeed, no matter how they fight, we are the ones who reap the benefits."

Bai Ye was not interested in the entanglement between the Emperor and the human realm. He withdrew his gaze and walked back and forth in the surrounding ruins again, as if he was looking for something very important.

"Strange...it should be around here." He muttered to himself.

"What are you looking for?"

"...Mo Lian." Bai Ye frowned, "At that time, those emperor's remnants came too suddenly and scattered us... But Mo Lian had all his memories and consciousness stolen by me, so he should have been in a coma... Logically, he would have landed here with the ruins."

"Ah? He's gone?" Jian Changsheng's heart skipped a beat. "He wouldn't run away, would he?!"

The disappearance of a thief is definitely bad news for the two of them. No one knows whether he will hide in the dark and secretly steal their hearts, livers, spleens, lungs, kidneys, etc.

Although Bai Ye is a senior, his attack was still too gentle. If it were Chen Ling, she would definitely steal his memory and then counterattack and chop off his head directly.

"No." Bai Ye said firmly, a heart python swam silently beside him.

"His memories are all with me. Even if he wakes up, he won't remember who he is and won't be able to activate any skills... In that case, he won't be able to escape from the Imperial Dao Ancient Treasures."

"That's strange... where could he be?"

Everyone fell into deep thought.

……

"Brother Xiao Li, where are we going now?"

Asahi looked at the barren gray land in front of him and couldn't help asking.

"Let's go to the Tianshu Realm." Ying Fu replied calmly.

For Ying Fu, the most important thing now is to find a place to stay. In Li Fu's personality memory, the Wuji Realm is now in great chaos and is not suitable for going there. The Tianshu Realm, as the hub of the nine realms of mankind, is full of talents and is just right for him to win over his subjects.

He also needs to calm down for some time and gain a deeper understanding of this era through newspapers, radio and other media.

"Good~"

A Qian grabbed the corner of Ying Fu's clothes, and just as he responded, he bumped into his waist again.

"Brother Xiao Li, why do you always stop suddenly..." After bumping into things twice, the tip of Ah Qian's nose turned red. She rubbed her nose and said aggrievedly.

Ying Fu did not respond.

His eyes were staring straight into the distance, and his expression was even uglier than when he met Chen Ling and others just now!

In front of the two of them, a figure wearing a dark British coat with a shirt and vest underneath was looking in this direction with a smile, his long, slightly curly black hair fluttering in the wind, like a gentleman walking from the streets of London in the 19th century.

He held a red wine glass in one hand and a cane with a black top hat hanging on it in the other. He raised his glass gently to Yingfu, who was standing stiffly in place, like a good friend he hadn't seen for a long time.

The wine-red liquid swayed inside the cup, and a magnetic voice sounded:

"I personally think that the 1937 Romanee-Conti is the greatest wine of the th century. Even in all my collections, it is enough to be ranked in the top ... Its success cannot be replicated, just like you."

"I hope that the emperor from the ancient times of the East can also get used to drinking our Western red wine...my friend."

As the Silver King smiled and nodded, a faint light flashed in Yingfu's hand, and a cup filled with red wine appeared out of thin air and was held accurately in his hand, as if it was supposed to be there.

Ying Fu looked down at the fragrant red wine in his hand, but did not taste it. Instead, he looked back at the Silver King...

"There are quite a few thieves in this era..." he said in a deep voice.

From Mo Lian who broke into the ancient treasure house of the Emperor, to Bai Ye who came later, and to the Silver King who appeared now... In such a short period of time, I haven't seen many other Shintos, but I have seen several high-level thieves, and even a demigod of thieves.

"My men have offended you before. I deeply apologize on their behalf."

The Silver King continued to smile, without a trace of genuine "apology".

A ray of light flashed from the fingertips of the Silver King.

Ying Fu seemed to have noticed something and spoke softly:

"The thieves of this era are really bold. They even want to steal my sacred path... If it were in the past, you would have been beheaded by now."

"Hehe, as expected of the legendary Emperor, this little trick really doesn't work."

The Silver King clapped his hands softly, his eyes narrowed in a smile and a gleam of light flashed in them, and it was unknown what he was thinking.

The Silver King was somewhat surprised that the Thief of Shinto could not steal the Shinto and abilities of the [Emperor]... It seems that the Emperor Shinto's suppression of the Fourteen Shintos is indeed more than just talk.

"It seems that you have been watching from outside for a long time." Ying Fu also narrowed his eyes, his sharp gaze seemed to see through the heart of the Silver King, "Why did you show up now?"

"You must be joking. Who dares to provoke an Emperor in the Imperial Dao Ancient Treasures?"

"You are a demigod. Are all thieves in this era so cowardly?"

"If you are not careful and cautious in the way of stealing gods, how can you become a demigod?" The Silver King made a helpless expression.

"You don't dare to provoke me in the ancient imperial collection, so you wait until I come out before you provoke me?" Ying Fu's voice gradually became cold, and a faint imperial majesty emanated from his eyes.