I'm not a drama god

"Chief?" Meihua 8 fell into thinking.

"What? This is also a secret that cannot be told?" Chen Ling said helplessly, "Then the secrets of your Fu Sheng Hui paintings are too many."

"There is nothing secret about the chief... In other words, his existence itself is a kind of secret. Even our palaces know very little about him..."

"Isn't he your boss?"

"It's the boss, but I've never seen him before. Even in the Second Hall, which has lived in abstract paintings for more than a hundred years, I have never seen him with my own eyes... He seems to be staying behind the relief door. I don't know. doing what."

"You mean, the chief has lived for more than a hundred years?" Chen Ling asked in surprise, "Isn't he already dead of old age?"

"Impossible." Meihua 8 shook her head firmly, "The chief is the leader of Qingshen Dao. If he dies, the fate of the leader will change hands, and all the owners of Qingshen Dao can feel it... But from what I can remember Since then, the position of leader of Qingshen Dao has never changed."

"The leader of Shinto..."

Chen Ling had come across the term "leader" when he was in Aurora City, but what he knew at that time was the leader of the [Judgement], that is, Guyuan, the seventh-level top law enforcement officer. Although Guyuan is also known as the "leader", he is only the "leader" of the [Judgment] path, and the "Shinto leader" in Meihua 8's mouth is different.

If "Shinto" is compared to mountaineering, the "path" is the road you walk when climbing. There are many roads to mountaineering, some are broad roads, some are uninhabited trails... and the path leader is the one who walks the farthest on their respective paths. people. Guyuan, as the leader of [Judgement], is undoubtedly powerful, because there are many people on the [Judgement] path. He can be at the forefront of this path and is the strongest person in [Judgement].

There are very few people climbing some trails. There may be only two or three people in the world who have set foot on this path, and the leader of this path may have just walked a relatively far distance. As for a path like Tan Xin that only one person can tread, from the moment he steps on it, no matter how low his rank is, he is the leader.

The leader of the Shinto is the person who walks at the front among all the people who take this Shinto, regardless of the path...that is, the "leader" among "leaders".

A Shinto has and can only have one "Shinto leader"; what he represents is the pinnacle of this Shinto in the corresponding era.

"Then how strong is this chief?"

"I don't know...but in the early years, there was a saying circulating in the nine realms. It is said that a leader of the divine way predicted that after the 'King of Silver' who stole the fire from the divine way, the next ninth-level demigod would be Will be born from the Qingshen Dao." Meihua 8 paused for a moment, "So, we guessed that... the chief has already stepped into the demigod realm."

A flash of surprise flashed in Chen Ling's eyes.

Let’s not talk about the master who is suspected to be the ninth level but has never taken action. The only ninth-level demigod that Chen Ling has come into contact with now is Aurora Lord, one of the Nine Lords... And according to Plum Blossom 8, there are actually ninth-level demigods from Shinto in the world, such as the "Silver" believed in by the Fire Usurper. "King", the whereabouts of these demigods are extremely secretive, and news about them is rarely heard.

Qing Shendao is still in a state where there is no ninth-level demigod.

After what Plum Blossom 8 said, Chen Ling became more interested in this chief palace, but before he could ask any more questions, Plum Blossom 8's expression suddenly changed!

Plum Blossom 8's facial features were distorted, and deep sorrow and despair emerged on his face. His eyes, which were still slightly shining when he was talking to Chen Ling just now, instantly turned ashen... He was curled up on the bed, and the whole bed was shaking. Creaking.

"What's wrong with you??" Chen Ling frowned and stood up immediately.

"They...are coming..." Meihua 8 said hoarsely.

they?

Chen Ling seemed to have thought of something. She walked back to the window and opened the curtains with cartoon butterflies painted on them.

In the void outside the window, a huge figure with black flames burning all over his body was running westward like crazy. Even though the figure and facial features were extremely abstract, Chen Ling could still feel her fear!

On the back of her neck, there was also an "arrow" and the mark of the 8 of clubs, but now the "arrow" seemed to be spinning out of control, spinning rapidly.

"Is it the character in the painting?" A trace of doubt flashed in Chen Ling's eyes.

The emotions of the characters in the painting can affect them. Chen Ling has experienced this personally... But he doesn't understand. The woman on fire is still some distance away from them. Why is the reaction of Plum Blossom 8 so big?

In the past, Chen Ling could only feel emotions when the character was close to his face, but now Chen Ling really doesn't feel anything at all.

"You...can't feel it?" Meihua 8 asked, holding back the pain.

"She is so far away, but it still has an effect? ​​I don't feel it." Chen Ling asked, "Can you feel it?"

Plum Blossom 8 was stunned.

While the two were talking, the woman whose whole body was burning with flames was already wailing and running towards the house. Under her huge size, the house in Plum Blossom 8 seemed to be broken into pieces with one kick. Building blocks are fragile and small.

Plum Blossom 8 had no time to discuss emotional issues with Chen Ling. As the woman approached, his expression became more and more painful and twisted, and his body seemed to be really on fire, burning hot.

"Something's wrong! The painting suddenly got messed up...According to their previous trajectory, they wouldn't have passed here!" Plum Blossom 8 breathed heavily, barely holding on to reason, and turned to Chen Ling and shouted:

"Let's get out of here!"

In fact, before Meihua 8 could speak, Chen Ling had already taken action.

He carried the curled-up plum blossom 8 on his shoulders and rushed out of the house. He was wearing a red opera robe and walking on clouds. Just as he escaped, the giant shadow roared and collided with the house!

The moment he passed by the woman, a strong sense of fear and despair surged into Chen Ling's heart, and his expression became unknowingly ferocious.

The 8 of clubs on his shoulder rolled his eyes for the first time and fainted on the spot.

boom--! !

The seemingly solid house was like paper in front of the woman. It was instantly smashed into oil paint and dissipated into nothingness. The burning woman did not stop, but rushed forward like an arrow.

Seeing this, Chen Ling's ferocious facial features gradually returned to normal, and she let out a long sigh of relief...

But the next moment, the burning woman suddenly braked, her abstract eyes turned 180 degrees and locked onto Chen Ling again. After making a big turn in the void, she rushed towards him again!

Chen Ling:? ? ?

"What's going on?!" The sudden change left Chen Ling confused. He could only run away quickly on cloud steps.

At the same time, he glanced at the unconscious 8 of clubs on his shoulder, gritted his teeth, and slapped him twice!

"Wake up! Something doesn't seem right!"