I'm not a drama god

The eighth-level [Shura] is almost impossible to be killed. Even the Silver King cannot completely wipe out her existence. After all, the Shinto of Thieves is not a Shinto that is good at killing...

Therefore, the Silver King could only use this method to curb Hongxiu's life and bring her infinitely close to death.

Like a different kind of seal.

"You lose." The Silver King looked at the corpse and said calmly,

"From now on, there will be no more law enforcement officers in the world."

The wailing cold wind blew past the corpse of Hongxiu nailed to the city gate, and the torn windbreaker of the law enforcement officer fluttered in the dim light...

……

"Hongxiu actually... lost?"

Jian Changsheng murmured to himself, seemingly unable to accept this outcome, "She is the leader of [Ashura], she is so strong... but she still lost to the Silver King?"

"I've said it before, the eighth and ninth levels are different." Sun Bumian shook his head. "She was able to push the Silver King to that point, and even almost killed him. It's already shocking..."

"Can……"

Jian Changsheng still couldn't accept it. He and Hongxiu were on the same path. Hongxiu was now the strong man that Jian Changsheng dreamed of becoming, but in the end, his dream was crushed by the Silver King...

"Now is not the time to talk about this!"

Chen Ling's eyes flickered, and he immediately said, "Quick, let's run separately!!"

"Run separately?"

"The Silver King can steal space. Hongxiu died in the battle. It will only take him a moment to catch up with us... His target is me. If you stay with me, you will only be implicated and killed!!"

"I don't want to." Jian Changsheng retorted without even thinking, "Last time, you sacrificed yourself so that we could survive. This time, we have to die together. No matter what, I don't want to be a deserter again!"

"No! I have a disaster in my body, he doesn't dare to kill me easily! But for him to kill you is as easy as crushing an ant..."

"But……"

"Cut the nonsense!"

Without saying a word, Chen Ling grabbed Jiang Xiaohua by the collar and tore most of the bandages on his body!

Jiang Xiaohua, who was almost naked in an instant, screamed, covered herself with her hands, and looked at Chen Ling in disbelief, with an expression that said, "I didn't expect you to be such a person."

Then, Chen Ling pushed Jiang Xiaohua towards Jian Changsheng and spoke again:

"Walk!!"

Without the isolation of the bandages, Jiang Xiaohua's concealing power immediately took effect, and the presence of the three of them in the world was infinitely close to zero... Jian Changsheng and the other two wanted to say something, but Sun Busian picked them up, one in each hand, and ran away!

"Red Heart is right, now is not the time to act on impulse... Only if we survive can we have a chance to save him!"

As the three people walked away, Chen Ling could no longer sense their presence, and her heart finally settled a little.

Then he looked at Fang Liangye:

"You should leave as well. You are an ordinary person. If you escape through the sewers, the Silver King will not notice you."

Fang Liangye glanced at the manhole cover beside him and nodded heavily:

"it is good……"

Fang Liangye didn't think that as an ordinary person, he could do anything to help Chen Ling. All he could do now was to try his best to save his own life.

Fang Liangye was about to leave, but suddenly he stopped as if he remembered something.

"what happened?"

"Chen Ling..."

Fang Liangye hesitated for a moment, then turned back to look at him with a complicated look in his eyes. "Remember you asked me to find out that thing? I'll tell you the result now... Just stay calm and listen to me..."

Chen Ling almost forgot about this matter while running for his life. When he heard Fang Liangye's tone, he inexplicably felt an ominous premonition in his heart.

"First of all, I want to tell you that the database of Wuji Base does not contain information about the first batch of victims... There were too many people who died during the catastrophe, and no one can count these data. Even if there are, they are not in the Wuji Realm."

Chen Ling was extremely nervous at this time. When he heard that there was no information about the victims, for some reason, he felt relieved.

"But I found something else." Fang Liangye said seriously.

"I checked the list of all the people who had lived in the Wuji Base, and found that among the first group of people who fled to the Wuji Base, there was the former president of the Shangjing Drama Academy..."

At that time, Fang Liangye inherited all of Chen Ling's memories and naturally knew his past, including college.

"The president of Shanghai Theatre Academy? Are you talking about Wang Li?" Chen Ling was stunned. "What happened to him at Wuji Base?"

"Wang Li must have encountered something when he was escaping during the catastrophe. Not long after entering the Wuji base, he fell seriously ill and died... According to the records, they found several books among Wang Li's belongings, as well as photo albums of him with students from various colleges and classes when he was the principal..."

Group photo album...

In Chen Ling's memory, Principal Wang Li was a very kind and nostalgic person. When she was studying at the Shanghai Theatre Academy, he personally awarded certificates to every graduating class, and then took photos with each class of students... When Chen Ling graduated, she also took photos with him together with other classmates.

"Then what?" Chen Ling asked immediately.

Fang Liangye glanced at Chen Ling deeply, his eyes full of complexity...

"After the Wuji base disappeared, the photo album was uploaded to Alice's Cellar Library along with other things... I looked through the photo album, but... but you weren't in it."

Chen Ling stayed where she was.

"Without me? How is that possible?" Chen Ling immediately shook her head. "I definitely took a photo with him at that time... I remember it very clearly. There were two classes in our major at that time. Because there were not many students in each class, we took the photo together... After graduation, I even printed out that photo... Maybe he didn't include that photo?"

"No..." Fang Liangye paused for a moment and said something that made Chen Ling's scalp tingle.

"That year, there was only one class for that major...

The Class 2 we remember... didn't exist at all."

A roar sounded from Chen Ling's mind.

Chen Ling's mind went blank. This familiar feeling was something he had experienced before in the archives of the times... the non-existent internship at the Beijing Opera House, the non-existent Class 2. If there was no record of the internship alone, then the information might have been wrong...

But if I don’t exist in school or at work, then…

Chen Ling's mind was a mess. He controlled himself and stopped thinking too much. He endured the headache and waved his hand at Liang Ye:

"I know...just go! Go!"

Fang Liangye didn't say anything more. He looked at Chen Ling deeply, then gritted his teeth and crawled under the manhole cover, going to an unknown place...

Chen Ling's chest rose and fell violently. He turned and ran out of the realm. The fear from the depths of his heart began to eat away at his heart like a tide...