I'm not a drama god

In front of Jinghong Tower.

"gentlemen……"

Kong Baosheng looked at the imprisoned souls in the sky, breaking free from their restraints and finally dissipating into the air... His body was shaking with excitement.

He never expected that when millions of souls were about to fall into purgatory, it was his own teacher who stood up, dressed in red and singing a song, and turned the tide.

Li Qingshan, who was standing aside, also had eyes full of emotion.

"Brother Lin's accomplishments in acting are far ahead of mine... I hope that one day, I can catch up with Brother Lin."

boom--! !

As an eighth-level pressure descended from the sky, Li Qingshan and Kong Baosheng were both stunned, and then their faces turned extremely ugly!

"Oops……"

……

Brand was about to explode with rage.

He gambled the entire Witchcraft Association and the endless risks that the Wuji Realm would have to bear in the future, and thus started this realm war... They fought desperately and spent all their efforts, and even he himself was beaten to death several times by the temples, before he collected these two million souls!

Just when they were about to complete the task, an actor came out and freed them all? ?

What's the difference between this and taking his life first? !

Now Wuji Jun is still being beaten, but he can't even produce a Philosopher's Stone, and the people in the Witchcraft Association are basically all dead... How can he fight?

Brand's chest heaved violently. He opened his mouth to curse, and the next moment he started coughing up blood in anger... Compared to this, even the fact that Xizai had blew him into a bald man in one breath didn't seem to be something difficult to accept.

"You should die too!!"

Brand covered the coughed blood with one hand, raised the other hand and reached out to Chen Ling, and an alchemy array opened in the void!

The next moment, a white light suddenly flashed across the sky, and Chen Ling's figure disappeared out of thin air!

Chen Ling only felt a flash before his eyes, as if part of the surrounding space was stolen. When he regained his vision, his feet had already landed on the ground.

"gentlemen??!"

"Brother Lin!!"

Two familiar voices came from behind. Chen Ling turned around and found Kong Baosheng and Li Qingshan running towards him.

The moment the white light flashed, he was back at the entrance of Jinghong Tower.

Chen Ling seemed to have thought of something and looked up at the sky again, only to see that the place where he was originally located was filled with a giant flaming hand that had crawled out of the alchemy array.

Behind the giant flaming hand, two figures in suits were standing side by side.

[Q of Hearts], [J of Clubs];

Chen Ling's song "Requiem" shattered Brand's ambition and she will inevitably face extreme revenge. The people of the Twilight Society naturally cannot sit idly by... No matter what, they have to protect Chen Ling!

"Two level sevens, you want to stop me?"

Brand was very angry at this moment, and it was impossible for him to give up just because of the intervention of the Dusk Society. At this moment, he released the pressure of the eighth level without reservation and rushed towards the two of them!

boom--! !

The rolling wind waves swept across the earth. In the ruined streets, Chen Ling subconsciously raised his hand to block the dust.

Li Qingshan and Kong Baosheng behind him were nearly blown away by the aftermath of the fight between the three men, and could only barely stand firm.

"Hey, Red Heart, you really did something big this time!"

Five figures in suits and leather shoes came from the other side of the street at the same time. Jian Changsheng couldn't help but ask, "It has come to this, why don't you hurry up?"

"……Walk?"

"This is not the Red Dust Base. Without hostages, the Queen of Hearts and the Jack of Clubs can't stop the Eighth Level for too long... If we don't leave now, it will be too late." Diamond 10 said solemnly.

Chen Ling looked up at the sky, and saw two figures in suits and leather shoes, who were relying on the special powers of the God of Thieves and the God of Drama to deal with Brand. They were not fighting head-on, but were buying time for themselves.

But even so, an extremely furious eighth-level warrior could not be easily stopped. Within just a dozen seconds, the two's defense line was shaky.

Brand looked around Xi Zhou. He didn't know when the scene around him had changed. The chaotic vision like a kaleidoscope made him dizzy. The magic scene was like a cage, imprisoning him for a short time.

"You think you can stop me with something like this?"

Brand took a step forward, and an alchemical array hidden under his flesh and blood was quickly outlined. His five fingers extended out like tentacles, carrying lavender electric light across the void, and then tore apart several layers of magic scenes around him at the same time!

The face of the Club King turned pale, and his breath became disordered... The next moment, Brand's five tentacle-like fingers stretched out from the fragments and pointed at Chen Ling in the distance:

"Magic Seal."

In the dark, it seemed as if something was mobilized by the Wushendao and gathered towards Chen Ling at a rapid speed!

Chen Ling felt a sudden pain in his collarbone, as if a red-hot iron had been branding it. A sizzling sound was heard from the surface of his flesh and blood… He lowered his head abruptly and found that a dark green mark with a hideous ghost face had been outlined.

The mark of the ghost face seemed to be grown on Chen Ling's flesh and could not be wiped off. At the same time, a feeling of being locked in surged into Chen Ling's heart!

This magic mark is used to locate him! No matter how he runs, as long as this mark is still there, Brand will always be able to find him.

"Hong Xin, what are you waiting for?" Jian Changsheng asked anxiously, "If you don't leave now, we won't be able to protect you!"

"...I can't leave." Chen Ling shook his head.

"Besides, I don't plan on leaving."

"You don't plan to leave? So do you want to stay and wait to die?" Jian Changsheng frowned tightly.

Chen Ling did not answer. He looked at the furious Brand in the sky, and the huge silhouettes of the giants still fighting outside the boundary...

A line of small words emerged from memory:

[With the participation of the 'audience', a hearty interactive performance is completed]

Chen Ling couldn't leave, because his performance hadn't ended yet... and now, he seemed to understand the meaning of his master's last words.

"You don't have to stick to the existing restrictions. You can act freely in this scene... Even if you cause a huge mess, there's no need to panic."

"This time, the master is behind you."

So that's how it is...

"I won't die." Chen Ling said calmly, "On the contrary, you..."

"What happened to us?"

"……run."

Chen Ling turned to look at them, his eyes more serious than ever before, "Take these two with you, run as far as you can as fast as you can... Otherwise, I can't guarantee that you won't be dragged in."

"Why do you want us to run..." Chu Muyun was halfway through his words when he opened his mouth unconsciously as if he had thought of something...

"You don't want to..."

Everyone's expressions were suddenly extremely wonderful!