I'm not a drama god

The leader of Qingshen Dao...welcomes the return of Hongchen Jun.

Yao Qing did not say his name.

He stood there quietly, his head buried, not even daring to raise his head to look at Su Zhiwei. At this moment, he was already trying his best to restrain himself. If he saw Su Zhiwei's eyes, he was afraid that he would not be able to hold back and reveal his intentions...

So he just looked at the broken reflection on the water, looking respectful and humble.

He is too old.

During these three hundred years, Yao Qing could see Su Zhiwei every day, but Su Zhiwei's impression of him still remained in the past three hundred years, when he was still a young man in his twenties, full of vigor and vitality...

But now?

His face was full of wrinkles, his body was covered with age spots, and those hideous blood holes pierced his body. He looked like a disgusting monster... He was not worthy of being "Yao Qing".

Rather than letting Su Zhiwei meet such a self, it is better to let "Yao Qing" become a thing of the past forever, and stay in Su Zhiwei's heart forever with the most perfect image;

As for myself...

Ok,

Anyway, I'm going to die soon.

"The leader of Qingshen Dao..." Su Zhiwei muttered these words, with surprise flashing in his eyes.

She could feel that although the old man in front of her was on his last legs, he was indeed emitting the aura of a demigod. So in this era, the Qingshen Dao also had a demigod?

Su Zhiwei looked at the old man in front of him, trying to see his face clearly, but the latter's back became more and more hunched, and he could not see it clearly.

"Master Hongchen." The old figure suddenly spoke.

"Lord Wuji led the Witch Association to attack the Red Dust Realm, trying to kill you in your sleep in advance. He also used millions of people in my Red Dust Realm to refine the Philosopher's Stone in order to achieve his own immortality...

Now I am seriously injured and on the verge of death, unable to fight again, I beg Lord Hongchen... to avenge us."

"Lou Yu?!"

Hearing this, Su Zhiwei was stunned at first, then seemed to remember something, and the anger in his eyes gradually burned.

She looked around Western Zhou, and everywhere she looked were burning houses and collapsed ruins... Just now she was wondering what kind of disaster had befallen the Red Dust Realm, and she didn't expect that it was caused by Lord Wuji alone?

He wants to kill me?!

"It's him... I knew it had to be him!!"

In Su Zhiwei's mind, the nuclear attack against him more than 300 years ago emerged. Some suspicions that had been buried deep in his heart for a long time were verified. The murderous intent at the level of the Ninth Lord almost condensed into substance and spread to the surroundings. The terrifying pressure enveloped the entire street!

The puddle rippled, the pale hair swayed in the wind, the hunchbacked old man was silent for a long time, and then spoke again:

"He must be trying to escape from the Mortal Realm now. He is determined that you will not leave here..."

"Master Hongchen, it's time for you to go."

Su Zhiwei's fists gradually clenched, she turned her head and locked her eyes on the direction Wuji Jun was fleeing...

"I understand." The cold murderous intent drifted from the corners of Su Zhiwei's mouth, and her voice seemed to come from the underworld, "Today, he will definitely not be able to leave."

"Take care of yourself. I am leaving now."

The old man took a deep breath, and his hunched body slowly turned. When he was about to leave, he raised his head, glanced at Su Zhiwei, and then staggered in the opposite direction...

Under the inky black clouds, the old figure was like dry grass in the wind, moving alone towards a deserted place.

Su Zhiwei was startled, not knowing if it was an illusion, but she seemed to see from the corner of her eye that the old man's eyes were filled with tears... That look, only for a second, seemed to contain so much.

Su Zhiwei frowned unconsciously, but she didn't take it to heart and started chasing in the direction Wuji Jun left.

But as soon as she took a step, she suddenly stopped in her tracks.

For some reason, the scene just now suddenly flashed through her mind... The old man bowed deeply with both hands. Even though his skin was full of wrinkles, the joints of his slender fingers were covered with thick calluses.

That spot is too tricky. It is difficult for ordinary people to get calluses there, but she happens to know someone who has the same hands.

Su Zhiwei's pupils shrank slightly!

"...Yao Qing?"

She muttered something uncertainly and looked back suddenly, only to find that there was no trace of anyone on the ruined streets, leaving only desolation and loneliness.

Su Zhiwei was stunned. She had already guessed it in her mind, but she didn't dare to believe it... and now, she didn't know where the old man had gone. In the end, she could only look in the direction where Wuji Jun left.

She knew how to confirm it.

“Lou Yu…!!”

Su Zhiwei clenched her fists tightly and took a deep breath.

The next moment, dense ripples spread out from under her body, and her entire body actually melted into nothingness, as if she had turned into a handful of moonlight-like energy body and disappeared out of thin air!

……

A silver light flashed across the earth like lightning!

Wherever the silver light passed, a long silver mark was left on the ground, as if the earth was transformed into some kind of substance with strong magnetism, and Wuji Jun's body was glowing with a faint white light, almost sticking to the ground, whizzing by, like a high-speed maglev train.

His speed was so fast that he even broke the sound barrier. A visible tent rose up from his side, and he swept across most of the mortal world in a breath.

Even while flying at such a high speed, Wuji Jun's body was not affected at all. Even his eyes were transformed into an unknown material, like crystals with a faint blue light... In the reflection of these crystals, the edge of the Red Dust Realm was approaching at a very fast speed.

He is about to leave Su Zhiwei's territory!

Wuji Jun narrowed his eyes slightly, and his blue pupils burst into a more dazzling light, and his speed soared again!

One second, two seconds, three seconds...ten seconds!

Wuji Jun has already pushed the speed he can use to the limit, but the edge of the Red Dust Realm seems to always keep a distance from him. No matter how hard he tries, it just hovers there like a sticker...

Wuji Jun frowned tightly, he keenly sensed that something was wrong and suddenly looked up at the sky!

An incomparably huge hand was slowly rising from the sky, and behind it was a cold and angry face, like a giant Buddha in the universe overlooking the earth. Just by raising his hand slightly, he could shatter a marble-sized planet into pieces!

Wujijun's pupils suddenly contracted!

Lord Hongchen can't be that big, and he can't destroy the earth in a snap, so...

Wuji Jun seemed to realize something, and looked around Xizhou in astonishment. He didn't know when, the vast land where he was, gradually curled up, like a petal floating in the air...

Wuji Jun in this situation is like Sun Wukong in the palm of Buddha, and he can't break free no matter what!

He and the Red Dust Realm were both forcibly upgraded...

No, that's not right!

It was Mr. Hongchen... who downgraded himself!

Not only this area, but even the other major areas of the Red Dust Realm gradually stood up and gathered, like layers of petals intertwined together, dancing in the boundless void.

That is a red flower.

The red flower floated gently in the air, and finally landed in Su Zhiwei's slender palm, shaking silently... A realm was held in her palm.

"Lou Yu." Hongchen looked down at Wuji, who was as small as a grain of sand, and spoke softly.

"Where...can you run to?"