I'm not a drama god

Seeing this scene, Liu Qingyan was stunned for a moment.

She looked at the huge sign on the wall in front of her, as if she had thought of something, and raised her head to look upwards... Between the depressing clouds, a ray of moonlight shone through the gap, blurry and unclear.

"The Twilight Society...?"

Liu Qingyan certainly knew what these playing cards meant. Their appearance here meant that she had been noticed by the mysterious organization. At this moment, there was some kind of existence watching her in the dark.

At the same time, a line of moonlight appeared again above the western playing card:

[Reverse the times and restart the world? ]

Liu Qingyan fell silent.

It was an invitation… an invitation to join one of the most dangerous organizations in the world.

Liu Qingyan didn't know if this was the same procedure for other people joining the Dusk Society, but for her, this scene of the first exposure to the poker cards was undoubtedly extremely shocking... The moment she saw this scene, a figure in red clothes appeared in Liu Qingyan's mind.

Is he a member of this organization?

Liu Qingyan's eyes swept over the three cards, [Club 5], [Spade 5], and [Diamond 5], and finally landed on [Heart 5]... She closed her eyes and pondered for a long time, and finally opened her lips slightly and gave her answer:

"Sorry, I refuse."

As soon as the words fell, the moonlit street suddenly fell silent.

After a few seconds, the moonlight reflected on the wall slowly moved, gradually transforming from the western poker card to three words:

【why? 】

"Reversing the times and restarting the world... I don't really care about the philosophy of the Twilight Society." Liu Qingyan said slowly, "I am willing to follow Master Chen Ling... But working for Master Chen Ling is different from working for the Twilight Society."

Liu Qingyan was very sober.

She knew that after joining the Twilight Society, she would have to do things in accordance with the Twilight Society's philosophy. In order to reverse the times, she would need to complete various tasks for the Twilight Society, but the only person she cared about was Chen Ling, so there was no need for her to do these.

She owns that path. She is the only person in the world who can lock onto Chen Ling regardless of distance. Therefore, she can always keep up with Chen Ling's footsteps...

In the final analysis, Liu Qingyan followed Chen Ling, not the Twilight Society itself.

After Liu Qingyan refused, the moonlight on the wall gradually dissipated, as if nothing had happened before... Just when she thought the invitation was over and was about to turn around and leave, a line of moonlight appeared again.

This time, the moonlight paused for a long time, as if it had made a decision after careful consideration:

——[If you are confused about your own path, come to Changdao Ancient Tibetan to find me].

When Liu Qingyan saw this sentence, she suddenly paused.

……

chug!

Chug tug tug tug——

At the edge of the Mortal Realm, a familiar voice rang out again, pungent black smoke rose from the front of the tractor, and the entire body of the tractor entered a vibration mode.

"This car is still here?" The Nine of Hearts patted the crude iron body with disgust on his face, as if he had already imagined how it would feel like to have this thing hit his butt.

"After we came out of the Aurora Realm, we kept it here. We were planning to escape in time after the Red Dust Realm was destroyed..."

"Although the Red Dust Realm still has a breath left, we can no longer ride the Realm Train. The Infinite Realm has already cut off the track. Even if other realms have received the news and want to come to support and repair the Red Dust Realm, it will take time... In short, if we want to leave here in the short term, we can only pass through it."

"Tsk, alright...but since the two newbies aren't here this time, who's going to drive the tractor?"

After a brief silence, everyone turned to look at Spade 7 Chu Muyun.

"The Eight of Clubs is too badly injured. I need to heal him on the way." Chu Muyun pushed his silver-rimmed glasses and said calmly.

9 of Hearts: ?

The 9 of Hearts opened his eyes wide and was about to retort, but when he turned around and saw the 8 of Clubs covered in blood, he could only grit his teeth and swallow his words back into his stomach... Seeing the looks from everyone, he waved his hand impatiently:

"Okay, okay, I'll drive. Is that not okay?"

Red Heart 9 sat back in the driver's seat, and the others took Yao Qing's coffin and sat in the back of the truck. With a louder and louder buzzing sound, they slowly drove out of the Red Dust Realm in a bumpy ride.

Chug tug tug tug——

Figures in suits and leather shoes sat around the coffin, looking at the world that was gradually fading away with complicated looks in their eyes.

"We have witnessed the demise of two realms in succession, but I didn't expect that Hongchen would survive... I have to say, it's really hard to get used to it."

"It's normal." Plum Blossom J said calmly, "Life will find a way out for itself. Humans are not that fragile in the face of danger, otherwise, we would not have survived the most difficult period of the Great Cataclysm... Of course, not all realms can have people like Hongchen Jun and Qingshen Dao leader, and the situation in Hongchen Realm cannot be replicated."

"Speaking of which, since the Red Dust Realm has been saved, then the Infinite Realm should be in trouble, right?"

"The Wuji Realm..." Cube 10 smiled slightly, "This time, Lord Wuji failed to achieve immortality, and lost nearly half of his soul, as well as the entire Witchcraft Association... Most importantly, all other human realms know that the Wuji Realm has gone mad."

"Next, they will face the judgment of the other five realms of humanity."

"Judgment? I like this word. So what will happen to the Wuji Realm?"

"How should I know? I'm not the one making decisions for humans. But, there should be news soon..."

"Tsk tsk tsk, you said that Lord Wuji killed so many people and gambled the entire Wuji Realm just to seek eternal life... Is eternal life really that good?"

"Good question. I'll tell you when I become immortal."

"..."

"Eternal life..."

Bai Ye lazily lay on the edge of the truck bed, looking up, playing with a white flower in his hand... He pondered for a long time, muttering to himself uncertainly,

"To be immortal in this era would be... lonely, right?"

……

"Boss! A bowl of rice noodle rolls! A serving of double skin milk, thank you!"

A young man in a Tang suit sat down casually, crossed his legs naturally, leaned against the old tiles of the restaurant, covered his mouth with one hand, and yawned lazily.

"Xiao Sun, are you done with the performance today?" A middle-aged man asked with a smile as he lifted the curtain from the kitchen.

"Yes, there are not many people here today... and there is not much reward money." The young man searched his pockets, and a few copper coins clinked inside. He sighed helplessly.

"It's really strange today. Some guests came over for dinner just now, and they seemed to be discussing some kind of realm war or something... Oh, I don't understand."

As he spoke, the boss came out with the dishes and placed them in front of the young man.

"Since you are an old customer, I won't charge you for the double skin milk this time. It's a free gift."

"Hey, thanks, boss~~"

The young man put his hands together and bowed to the boss with a smile. A pair of fashionable small round sunglasses hung on the tip of his nose, making him look cynical.

He picked up his chopsticks and was about to eat when a shout came from outside the door:

"Excuse me!"

"Lord Wuji tore up the rules of the realm and took the initiative to provoke a realm war against the Red Dust Realm! Demigods fell! Lives were destroyed! Is this a distortion of human nature or a loss of morality?!"

"The first large-scale war since the Cataclysm! Only five bucks! We'll provide you with front-line news reports!!"

The young man paused for a moment with his chopsticks.

He turned his head and waved to the child selling newspapers outside through the glass door of the restaurant, and the latter trotted in.

"Boss, would you like a newspaper?"

Without saying a word, the young man took out all the copper coins in his pocket and stuffed them into the child's hand.

"Thank you, boss!" The child took out a newspaper from his schoolbag and was about to leave when he was suddenly attracted by a fiery red lion head mask on a seat next to him.

"Your big hat looks so handsome."

"What a big hat! This is a lion dance." The young man patted the child on the head with a rolled-up newspaper, and rolled his eyes silently behind his small round sunglasses, "You don't know what it is..."

The young man pulled down his sunglasses and read the contents of the newspaper carefully, his expression gradually becoming more interesting...

He picked up the lion dance headgear with one hand, turned around and walked out of the restaurant like a gust of wind.

"Xiao Sun! You don't want to eat anymore?"

"Sorry, Boss! Something happened and I have to go on a long trip!"

The young man turned around, waved to the boss, and gradually disappeared at the end of the street...

The fiery red fur on the lion's headdress danced gently in the wind, attracting passers-by to turn their heads and look. The young man put one hand into the lion's mouth, as if groping for something.

"Strange... where did I put it? I remember it should be there... oh~ I found it."

The young man raised the corner of his mouth and took out a playing card from the lion's mouth.

"The Wuji Realm... kind of interesting."

The face of the poker card turned over at his fingertips, and a flash of red flashed through the air...

——[Square 6].

……

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Volume 2, "Painting the Red Face", is finished.

The next volume is "Dance to Sacrifice to Gods".