I'm not a drama god

The maid looked at Chen Ling tenderly, her eyes red. She did not deny it, but sighed helplessly:

"I just wanted to come and see you, but I didn't expect that I would be recognized..."

Of course Chen Ling recognized it.

Logically speaking, since the Silver King had already decided to execute him and nailed him to the cross, how could he be so kind as to send someone to bring him food... When the maid came for the first time, he already had doubts in his heart.

But he didn't think much about it at the time, until later he found that the same maid was the one who delivered meals every day, and the taste of the meals every day gave him a very familiar feeling. That kind of taste was definitely not something that the subordinates of the Silver King could make.

Moreover, the maid in front of him was so gentle to him... It was impossible for the subordinates of the Silver King to treat a dying person so patiently and gently.

"Fourth Brother...when did you come?" Chen Ling asked softly.

"It was the day I first brought you food." Mojiao scooped up the last of the food and passed it to Chen Ling's mouth, "Bai Ye found Xidao Guzang and told us the situation, so I sent my clone to the church right away..."

Chen Ling then remembered that when the maid brought him food for the first time, she was obviously stunned when she saw herself nailed to the cross...

"Senior Bai Ye has been to the Xidao Ancient Tibetan Temple?" Chen Ling's heart moved, "Then... where is the master? Is he here too?"

"The master was not in Guzang at that time. He seemed to have other things to deal with." Mojiao paused for a moment, "But he will definitely come."

After receiving this answer, Chen Ling felt a little complicated and just nodded slowly...

As Chen Ling finished the last bite of her meal, Mojiao put away the plate.

"Fourth Brother, are you leaving?" Chen Ling asked subconsciously.

"Leave? Brother, you won't leave..."

Mojiao shook his head. He slowly walked past Chen Ling's cross and came to the huge glass floor-to-ceiling window... He looked into the distance, at the end of the dark haze, vaguely, he seemed to see a ray of light rising from there.

Like the dawn after a long night.

"Junior brother, the day is about to dawn..." Mo Jiao said lightly,

"Brothers, take you home."

……

The burning truck roared and sped along the dark street!

In Wu Duo's pupils, the truck rapidly enlarged. At the moment when the silver monsters on the street turned around, the burning sun rushed across half of the street, and the dazzling flames instantly burst out from the car! !

boom--! ! !

A violent explosion rose up in the street, and the fierce flames engulfed all the nearest silver monsters. Several surrounding ones were also blown back by the impact of the explosion and crashed into the empty houses on both sides.

This scene happened so suddenly that Wu Duo didn't even have time to react. Lan Yu and the other usurpers frowned and were about to make a move when the playing cards fell from the sky like snowflakes...

[6 of Hearts].

"6 of Hearts?!" Everyone was shocked when seeing these playing cards!

Nowadays, the Fire Usurpers have developed PTSD when it comes to playing cards, especially the 6 of Hearts. The moment they saw the card, their hearts skipped a beat and they instinctively thought that Chen Ling had escaped again and had an even more terrifying back-up plan.

At this moment, a figure rushed through the flames on the ground, grabbed Wu Duo's wrist, turned around and ran wildly towards the shattered street!

"What are you waiting for?! Run!!"

"Fang Liangye?!"

Fang Liangye was wearing a heavy coat and running with Wu Duo between the gaps of the silver monster. The late night breeze blew his hair, and Fang Liangye's eyes were filled with determination and madness.

"Why are you here? Do you know..."

"I know." Fang Liangye turned to look at her, "But I don't want to be a coward anymore... This time, I want to be the 6 of Hearts."

Wu Duo was stunned.

There were rustling sounds coming from behind. The silver monsters that were shaken into the house by the aftermath of the explosion had stood up and were chasing after Fang Liangye and the others at an astonishing speed!

Fang Liangye didn't look back. He just looked into Wu Duo's eyes and smiled slightly:

"Do you believe me, Duoduo?"

Wu Duo bit her lips tightly and nodded heavily, "Yes."

"Keep running forward, don't look back...it's almost dawn."

Fang Liangye pushed Wu Duo hard from behind. The latter staggered forward a few steps and exchanged glances with Fang Liangye... She saw those eyes filled with smiles and relief, and her heart ached.

But Wu Duo did not stop. She did as Fang Liangye said and ran forward with all her strength. Tears rolled down her eyes uncontrollably, and they sounded like a knife cutting her eyes in the wind.

Wu Duo knew that Fang Liangye wanted to save not only her, but also the unforgivable self of his past.

If he stopped now, Fang Liangye would not be redeemed, nor would he forgive his past self... As he said, he wanted to be the Six of Hearts for once, rather than a coward who could not be protected by anyone.

After the fire usurpers saw that it was Fang Liangye, they realized that they had been tricked and their faces immediately turned ugly.

"...a dying struggle." Lan Yu snorted coldly.

The next moment, several angry and humiliated fire usurpers rushed out at the same time, together with several silver monsters, and rushed towards Fang Liangye who had stopped!

Feeling the murderous intent coming from all directions, Fang Liangye's eyes became more and more crazy!

He simply opened his heavy coat, which was already packed with dense gunpowder. The corner of his coat brushed against the flames burning on the roadside, igniting the fuse of all the flames!

Seeing this scene, the faces of several fire usurpers changed drastically. They suddenly stopped and were about to retreat when Fang Liangye's loud laughter suddenly rang out:

“The show begins…!!!”

boom--! ! !

The second explosion engulfed the street, shattering several silver monsters that rushed to the side, and also submerging the nearest fire usurpers...

The minced meat dispersed in the air. Wu Duo felt the heat wave coming from behind her. Her eyes were red as blood. She suppressed the pain in her heart and roared as she ran forward!

At this moment, balls of torches lit up from the haze ahead. There were so many torches that they connected into a piece, like a wave of fire rushing towards here.

Figures in work clothes rushed out from the haze at high speed, shouting loudly! !

"Damn it!!! Fight them!!"

"They don't treat us as human beings and won't leave us any chance to live!! Come on then!! Rather than dying of illness or exhaustion, I'd rather die with you beasts!!"

"Don't forget, this realm belongs to the Wuji people!! Not to you bunch of damn thieves!!"

"Brothers!! Kill them!"

"..."

This group of workers had ferocious eyes and their hands holding the torches were full of blue veins. Some of them had blood on their bodies. It seemed that they had used their numbers to kill the low-level fire usurpers who were monitoring them. They were filled with an extremely fierce and murderous aura!

If you look down from the air at this time, you can see dense torches along the streets, connected into a satin of light, pouring madly into the city from various factory areas. Hundreds of thousands of young people gave up their lives and launched a massive riot!

……

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I am releasing this in advance today because I want to ask for a few days off from you all.

In the past month, Sanjiu has been basically running around outside typing. He just came out of a hospital in Beijing today and was severely warned by the doctor... His pulse was extremely bad, he was worrying too much, his qi and blood were insufficient, he didn't even have the strength to speak, he just sat there doing nothing, and his heart rate was stable at 120+... The doctor repeatedly and sternly warned him that he must rest.

Since I started writing in 2020, in the past four years, Sanjiu has only stopped writing for one day when I broke my leg. The rest of the time, I have been serializing. But this time, Sanjiu wants to take a leave to recuperate. In addition, I have to go to Hainan in two days to attend the Tomato Creator Conference, so I really can't keep updating... The leave will not be long, at least four or five days, at most seven days, at least to get rid of the dying state and recover some strength.

The plot of the third volume is one that I personally like very much and am looking forward to. I hope to be able to finish writing the most exciting part of it in the best mental state, and I hope that you will understand (folded hands).