I'm not a drama god

When the Heart Python left Mo Lian, the latter's memory had been almost completely stolen, leaving only a pair of eyes that seemed to be drained... As Bai Ye's hand moved away from the back of his head, he lost consciousness and fell headfirst into the snow.

Only at this moment did Chen Ling in the distance breathe a sigh of relief.

This was the first time that Chen Ling intuitively felt the terror of the seventh-level thief saint... Bai Ye was always his teammate before, and he didn't feel much oppression until Mo Lian stole the [Heart Python], and then he realized how strong Bai Ye was.

Chen Ling did not want to go through this experience of having his memory stolen silently again. He was extremely grateful that Bai was a friend and not an enemy.

"You'd better take off that hat." Bai Ye reminded him, "After all, it has a demigod mark on it. No one knows whether the Silver King will use that mark to attack you."

Chen Ling immediately took off the top hat and threw it far into the snow. The top hat rolled twice on the ground and fell silent.

"Are you ok?"

Bai Ye looked at Chen Ling, whose seven orifices were bleeding and whose face was pale, and couldn't help but ask.

"...I'm fine." Chen Ling pointed at the other three people in the distance with a strange expression, "But they seem to be dying..."

Jian Changsheng was nailed to a tree with a sword still stuck in his body, covered in blood; Sun Bumian had his liver taken out and his face looked no different from that of a dead person; Jiang Xiaohua was almost split in half and fell in the snow like a corpse, motionless.

One Mo Lian almost wiped them out. The scene before them could definitely be described as "tragic".

"I'm going to go see Sun Bumian."

Bai Ye immediately picked up the liver from the snow and ran towards the fallen Sun Bumian.

Seeing this, Chen Ling ran directly towards Jian Changsheng.

Jian Changsheng was nailed to the tree, his blood had already pooled under his body. When he saw Chen Ling running towards him, his eyes lit up and he was about to say something... The next moment, he saw Chen Ling turn around and go straight to Jiang Xiaohua.

Jian Changsheng:? ? ?

"Chen Ling!! Where are you going??!"

"You are the hardest to kill in this place. You can't die anyway, so try to save yourself first."

"..."

Jian Changsheng looked at Chen Ling running to save Jiang Xiaohua, cursing at once. After taking a deep breath, he grasped the hilt of the sword on his shoulder with both hands, gradually exerting force...

……

Bai Ye held the liver in one hand and looked seriously at Sun Bumian, who was holding his stomach with a painful expression.

"Senior Bai Ye..." Sun Bu Mian saw the solemnity in his eyes and had an ominous premonition in his heart, "You can put it back for me...right?"

Bai Ye smiled awkwardly, "I'm good at stealing things, but sending them back intact... is difficult."

"..."

Sun Bumian looked as pale as death.

"It's okay. Just try a few more times and it will work."

Bai Ye muttered, and a flash of light appeared, and the liver in his hand disappeared...

At the same time, a muffled groan came from Sun Bumian's throat. His eyes were rolling up uncontrollably, leaving only the whites of his eyes trembling continuously.

"No...the angle is wrong." Upon seeing this, Bai Ye immediately stole the liver back into his hands and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Change the angle, try again..."

Sun Bumian: ...

"The blood vessels are not aligned... try again."

"It's still not right. Please bear with me for a moment. I'll try again..."

"It's almost there, the last time, this is really the last time!"

"Hey... let me see if I can do better..."

……

Chen Ling stopped in front of Jiang Xiaohua.

Chen Ling's choice was correct. That level of injury could not be fatal to Jian Changsheng, but Jiang Xiaohua was indeed on the verge of death... Although he had no breath, Chen Ling could feel that his vitality was gradually weakening as his blood lost.

If the situation continues like this, Jiang Xiaohua will die from excessive blood loss in no time.

"This is how to do……"

Chen Ling frowned. He was about to stop Jiang Xiaohua's bleeding when a slight sound came from under him.

"Do not touch me……"

"what?"

"If you touch me, you will be cursed..." Jiang Xiaohua buried her head in the snow and said muffledly, "Use fire... burn my wound into scabs, and as time passes, it will heal itself..."

"Burn it with fire?" Chen Ling looked at the hideous wound that pierced through Jiang Xiaohua's body, his brows furrowed tighter and tighter, "You will die of pain."

"It's okay... I'm used to it."

Chen Ling's mind trembled slightly. He watched Jiang Xiaohua's blood gushing out uncontrollably. He knew he couldn't hesitate any longer. He picked up a few oil lamps from the ruins of a nearby shop, poured them on Jiang Xiaohua's wound, and then lit a flame and moved it close to the wound...

cluster--!

The next moment, raging fire engulfed Jiang Xiaohua's body.

The surrounding snow melted under the burning flames. Jiang Xiaohua buried his head in the snow without making a sound. Even Chen Ling, who was closest to him, did not hear any groan or wail from him... In the pain of being burned by the flames, he was as quiet as a corpse.

Chen Ling watched this scene nervously. In his perception, Jiang Xiaohua's vitality was weakening in the flames. He didn't know whether she would be burned to death or die in pain. In the end, she was as weak as a candle in the wind and could go out at any time...

Chen Ling's heart was in her throat.

He, Jian Changsheng, Sun Bumian, and Bai Ye all survived because of him. If he were to be burned to death because of himself, this ending would be too absurd...

Jiang Xiaohua had experienced everything in their memories and probably knew that they were from the Twilight Society, but Chen Ling had no intention of killing them now. The only thing he was thinking about now was that after everything was calm, he would kidnap or brainwash Jiang Xiaohua and lure her into the Twilight Society.

After all, they owed Jiang Xiaohua a huge favor this time.

"Jiang Xiaohua, Jiang Xiaohua?" Chen Ling kept calling Jiang Xiaohua's name, trying to get a response.

Jiang Xiaohua was unable to respond to him...but in the wind and snow, several majestic and powerful auras, like unstoppable mountains, crashed down on several people!

Boom-! ! !

The familiar imperial pressure came again, Chen Ling's heart was shocked, and he looked up suddenly.

At some point, several huge figures with mighty imperial power appeared from nothingness... Unlike the emperors encountered in "Hidden Dragon in the Abyss", the imperial power of each of these figures in front of him was dozens of times greater than that of those emperors!

In this ancient treasure house, their aura was scorching and overbearing, like the blazing sun hanging in the sky, or like gods descending to the world!

"Oops……"

Chen Ling looked down at Jiang Xiaohua in the flames, her heart sinking to the bottom.