I'm not a drama god

Huang He sat in the first row of seats, with a hint of coldness flashing in his eyes!

He snorted coldly and reached out casually to the distance. The judge who was sentencing Chen Ling just now suddenly moved in front of him out of thin air and rushed straight towards Chen Ling.

Snapped--! !

The judge's body was shattered in an instant, and blood and flesh fell from all directions of the courtroom like fireworks. The strong smell of blood filled the entire place!

The fleeing reporters swarmed to the court door and pulled it open with all their might, but behind the door was not the street they imagined, but a mysterious shell like a bubble...

This court of justice has long been separated from the outside space. People outside cannot come in, and people inside naturally cannot go out.

Everyone was dumbfounded. As the judge's flesh fell from the sky, the strong smell of blood filled their noses. They vomited violently on the spot, their faces as pale as paper...

Chen Ling, who was walking on the Cloud Step, saw the scene outside the door out of the corner of his eye and knew that it was highly unlikely that he could get out by conventional means, so he simply changed direction and headed straight towards Huang He!

Since there is no way to escape from this space, the only way out is to kill Huang He... Huang He's ability should be to control the stolen corpses, and the woman's power seems to be limited to the hiding space and lacks aggressiveness. Chen Ling has two lives, and there may be a glimmer of hope if he grits his teeth.

But the next moment, Chen Ling realized that things were not that simple...

Before he could even rush to Huang He, his limbs began to fall down again as if out of control. He staggered and fell directly from the Cloud Step. However, before he hit the ground, a female corpse rushed to him.

Dong Dong Dong——! !

Under Huang He's control, the female corpse punched Chen Ling several times in succession. At this time, Chen Ling was unable to resist at all and let the opponent's fists fall on him. The mysterious force directly twisted his flesh and blood, and made eight fist-sized blood holes in his body!

A blood-red robe fell heavily to the floor of the courtroom.

Scarlet blood kept coughing out of Chen Ling's throat. He couldn't even support his body with his hands. With his limbs stolen by the Silver King, his frontal combat ability was almost zero.

From Chen Ling's sudden attack, to the judge being killed, to Huang He suppressing Chen Ling, it took less than ten seconds in total... All the reporters stared at this scene in a daze, as if they had no idea what was happening.

"What are you still standing there for?" Huang He glanced at them calmly.

"The world-destroying fusion master Chen Ling refused to plead guilty, and he violently attacked and killed the judge in court... This one should also be emphasized in the article."

The reporters looked at each other and could only endure the physical discomfort as they walked over the judge's residue, returned to their seats and quickly recorded Huang He's words.

Seeing this, Chen Ling laughed sarcastically in the pool of blood:

"In order to frame me, you even took the initiative to send the judge who tried me to my sword... It seems that you are the one who is most like the Silver King among all the Thieves."

"In terms of work ability, I am not as good as Chi Tong, in terms of intimacy with the king, I am not as good as Lan Yu, in terms of strength, I am not as good as Mo Lian, in terms of talent, I am not as good as Bai Ye... If I want to survive with the title of Thief Saint, I must have some special skills." Huang He answered nonchalantly.

Chen Ling's limbs were controlled, supporting him to stand up little by little from the pool of blood, and then he stood in the dock with blood holes all over his body, like a puppet without freedom.

"Go on." Huang He said.

"Continue? But...but the judge is gone...who will continue to pronounce the verdict?"

"You, you be the judge."

Huang He randomly pointed at a reporter, who looked confused.

"Me? But I don't know anything about the law. I'm just a reporter..."

"Stand up, there are words on the paper, just read them."

Under Huang He's pressure, the reporter could only walk to the judge's seat. He looked at Chen Ling, who was covered in blood, not far away. He seemed to be afraid that he would rush over and kill him with a knife...

"The defendant, Chen Ling, disregarded the order of the court and killed someone on the spot. She was extremely vicious and arrogant..."

……

A red thread swayed in Liu Qingyan's hand, extending to somewhere in the void.

The hem of her black skirt fluttered in the wind. Liu Qingyan's steps were light and agile. She looked intently at the end of the red line, as if she was looking for something seriously...

"Who is this girl?" Sun Bumian leaned close to Jian Changsheng's ear and asked in a low voice.

"I'm not too familiar with her. I only saw her once before in the Red Dust Realm...but she seems to be a follower of the Red Heart?"

"Believers?? Has Red Heart started to develop into a cult?!"

"That shouldn't be the case... Anyway, she can locate the Red Heart. Last time we followed her, we even found Ukiyoe's lair. It's a pretty powerful humanoid detector."

"Then it looks like it's stable..."

Jiang Xiaohua on the side seemed to be hesitant to speak.

"Fang Kuai, what do you want to say?" Jian Changsheng saw this scene out of the corner of his eye and asked.

"That..." Jiang Xiaohua pointed at the coffin behind Liu Qingyan, "That thing has been emitting a certain aura... it's... it makes people feel cold."

"Cold air? Why didn't I feel it?"

"I do not have either."

Jiang Xiaohua shook her head and said nothing more, but her eyes were fixed on the coffin, as if she was staring at something inside.

"Wait... look there." Sun Bumian suddenly spoke, pointing to a wall not far away.

This is already the edge of the Wuji Realm, and what Sun Bumian was referring to is the high wall surrounding the Wuji Realm that is used to defend against disaster attacks. The only difference is that the wall that Huanghunshe and others broke through was in the west, and they are now at the northern wall.

But at this time, there was a huge gap on the northern wall. Although the radius was not as large as the one Ning Ruyu shot out, the cross-section was extremely smooth. It did not look like it was forcibly pierced by someone, but rather like it was melted by some force. It was extremely mysterious.

Several people stopped at the gap in the wall. The cold north wind mixed with a faint smell of blood surged in from the gray world outside the wall, making their clothes rustle.

"The bloody smell of disaster..." Jian Changsheng's nose twitched slightly, and he asked in confusion, "Besides the Dusk Society, is there anyone else who broke into the Wuji Realm?"

"There are footprints on the ground."

Sun Bumian leaned down and looked at the gap in the wall. The series of bloody footprints stretched all the way to the end of the gray world... as if they had killed their way all the way from the gray world.

"There's only one person?" Jian Changsheng scratched his head.

"He came from the north alone and killed his way through the Gray Realm... Who is he?"

Before everyone could study the footprints, Liu Qingyan's voice suddenly sounded from the front:

"I found the location of Master Chen Ling."