I'm not a drama god

"……what?"

When the assassin saw the battlefield filled with corpses, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

His initial location was not far from here. After the fight began, he casually killed a few small fish nearby. When he heard the noise coming from this side, he wanted to come over to see what was going on. He didn't expect that such a brutal melee had already taken place not long after the fight started.

He glanced at the corpses on the ground and knew that all the deaths were caused by one person. He couldn't help but think carefully in his mind, who among the top masters he knew was so impatient and so cruel.

He saw people standing up in the darkness around him, and they seemed to be frightened bystanders, so he walked forward silently.

"Who just killed these people?" the assassin suddenly asked, frightening the unsuspecting participants.

The other party came to his senses, and couldn't see the assassin's appearance or attire clearly. He thought he was just a passerby who didn't understand the situation, so he spoke casually:

"I don't know... When I arrived, he had already killed three people in a row, and then I watched him become stronger and stronger, and in the last blow he killed a Western-level person in one second."

"I'm not very familiar with the aura of that Shinto, but it's most likely the Shinto of Weapons. The battle was really fierce!"

"Yes, I remembered someone had just said...what was his name, Jian Wubing?"

The way of the god of war, is Jian Wubing?

Hearing these two words, the assassin's eyes narrowed immediately. He glanced at the direction where Jian Changsheng and Sun Bumian had just left, and muttered to himself:

"It turns out it was him..."

The assassin recalled the young man who had put the gun to his forehead at the Comet Hotel. Given the other party's character and strength, he would indeed kill so many people at the beginning.

As the only [Assassin] of this era, he rarely failed in assassinations below the sixth level, not to mention that the opponent was only at the western level... He wanted to see how capable Jian Wubing was and how many assassinations he could withstand.

He snorted coldly, and his figure gradually disappeared into the darkness. In a flash, he chased in the direction where Jian Changsheng left.

……

[Audience Expectation Value +2]

[Current expected value: 56%]

As Chen Ling killed another participant who was caught up with his knife, he finally saw a new line of prompts floating in front of him.

Chen Ling discovered that, except for the two at the beginning, when he killed other people, the audience's expectations hardly increased. Perhaps it was because the plots were too homogeneous, which gradually reduced the audience's sense of freshness...

He has now killed nine people in a row, and the growth of audience expectations has reached a bottleneck. But for some reason, the audience expectations seemed to have increased again just now.

It shouldn’t be because he killed someone, right?

Could it be...

Is it related to Xiao Jian?

From the moment he threw the name "Jian Wubing" to the assassin, Chen Ling guessed that the subsequent developments would increase the audience's expectations... The seed he planted at that time finally paid off at this moment. Thinking of this, Chen Ling's expression was a little subtle.

"I'm sorry..."

Chen Ling felt a little guilty about diverting the trouble, but only "a little". After all, Jian Changsheng had been causing him trouble since he arrived in the Tianshu Realm, so he just happened to use this assassin to increase the strength of Jian Changsheng.

As for whether Jian Changsheng would be in life-and-death crisis because of this... Chen Ling had also thought about it, but he just smiled it off.

In his mind, he once again recalled the black murderous aura surrounding Jian Changsheng when he first lost control and used his domain in the Gray Realm... Jian Changsheng had already lost consciousness at that time, but Chen Ling could truly feel the power of that domain.

It was just a few seconds, but when Chen Ling recalls it now, she still feels as if someone is strangling her throat!

There are not many people who can make him and the audience inside him feel uncomfortable, but Xiao Jian is one of them... Whether it is the murderous aura coming from the deepest part of the ancient treasure of the Way of War, or the ancient existence hidden in his body, they are definitely not ordinary.

Xiao Jian suffered setbacks and was in a mess all the way, just because his fate was full of misfortunes and he was too unlucky...

But if someone really thinks he is easy to bully, he will definitely pay the price for it.

"The expectation value has reached a bottleneck. This is troublesome..." Chen Ling looked at the expectation value that was no longer moving, and his brows were getting tighter and tighter. "Perhaps, I have to change my thinking..."

Just when Chen Ling was still worrying about her expectations, a skinny figure carrying a rake on his back slowly walked out of the dim street.

Sensing someone approaching, Chen Ling's eyes flashed with surprise.

He chased and killed so many people in succession, and most of them ran away when they saw him. The few who had the courage to stay and fight with him all had their heads chopped off by him in the end... He didn't expect that at this time, someone would take the initiative to find him?

No, that's not right...

As that person approached, the aura of the fifth level suddenly descended, like a mountain standing tall in the darkness, immediately blocking the road ahead of Chen Ling!

"You, are you the Lin Yan that Master Xi was talking about?" A cold voice sounded slowly.

Chen Ling:?

Who is Xiye?

Chen Ling frowned tightly. He was about to say something when the second fifth-level aura burst out from behind him. He saw an equally skinny figure carrying a long stick and walking towards him with fierce eyes.

The two men, one in front and one behind, surrounded Chen Ling in the middle of the street.

"You dare to act wild at the Third Master's funeral? I think you are tired of living!" The figure with a long stick on his back said grimly, "If the two of us were not there at the time, you would not have been able to leave the funeral venue!"

After hearing what the two said, even Chen Ling, who had seen a lot of the world, was confused.

He looked at the two of them again in confusion, and after confirming that he didn't know them at all, he spoke in confusion:

"What Third Master? Did you recognize the wrong person?"

"Stop playing dumb here. At the Third Master's funeral, you were the one who rode in with an iron rod in your hand and rode a red lion in a swaggering manner! Master Xi said that your name is Lin Yan, you are a soldier, and you also know the blood escape technique!"

"We followed you all the way and have confirmed that you are the God of War... Is there another God of War named Lin Yan in this old district?"

Chen Ling:? ? ?

Riding a red lion, the Way of the God of War, the Blood Escape Technique... and still called Lin Yan? ?

At this moment, Chen Ling suddenly remembered Jian Changsheng who came back covered in dust after chasing Sun Bumian... and the obviously sneaky words "Be careful, safety comes first~" when filling out the registration form.

Chen Ling's expression suddenly became extremely wonderful!

good very good……

It's really like no one is left behind. You help me get rid of disasters, and I help you get rid of disasters, right?

Chen Ling thought this was a one-sided, conscience-breaking backstab... but in the end, it turned out to be a two-way affair? ?

We are both level five, and I only gave you one, but you gave me two at once? Director Chen has cheated so many people, but he didn't expect that this time, Xiao Jian would take advantage of him!

Chen Ling's original slight guilt towards Xiao Jian completely disappeared, and he silently clenched his fists...

Jian Changsheng, just wait for me.