I'm not a drama god

Chu Changqing looked back blankly.

In the largest grey crack, countless branches, leaves and roots were surging outward, as if more and more disasters were crawling out, but the gaze directed at him did not come from them... but from something behind them.

For some reason, the moment he was stared at by this gaze, a chilling feeling surged into Chu Changqing's heart!

"what happened to you?"

Su Zhiwei, who was carrying him, felt the leaves on his shoulders trembling slightly and asked in confusion.

“…I feel like something is watching me.”

"where?"

"In that..."

Su Zhiwei looked in the direction of Chu Changqing's finger and frowned slightly, "Those are all disasters. Isn't it normal to target us?"

"No, it's different... Well, I don't know how to describe it to you, but it seems to only be looking at me?"

Su Zhiwei no longer had time to listen to Chu Changqing's words. Countless translucent curtains that looked like blood vessels fell from both sides, like a wave formed by some kind of saprophytic organisms that gathered together, and they were madly approaching the fleeing crowd, making the already tight escape space even narrower.

Su Zhiwei was carrying Chu Changqing on her back, so her speed was much slower than that of an ordinary person. Although she had tried her best, the distance between her and the wave kept shrinking...

"Su Zhiwei, put me down." Chu Changqing saw this scene and couldn't help but said, "If you carry me, you will die too."

Su Zhiwei didn't say anything.

In other words, she didn't listen to what Chu Changqing said at all. She just gritted her teeth and ran forward with all her strength. Beads of sweat slid down her cheeks, and her eyes were filled with the determination and perseverance that she had honed since childhood.

The rolling saprophytic wave was approaching here, and just when Chu Changqing was extremely anxious, a figure in a theatrical robe, holding starlight in hand, descended from the sky!

boom--! ! !

The starlight in Chen Ling's hand swept across, tearing a hole in the saprophytic wave. The red earrings swayed in the fetid wind of the bitter flesh forest, and his eyes were extremely sharp.

"Director Chen!" Su Zhiwei and Chu Changqing shouted at the same time.

"Let's go, we can talk when it's safe!"

As more and more disasters came towards the crowd, both Chen Ling and Ying Fu were under tremendous pressure. He had no time to say anything more to the two of them. Densely packed scarlet papers extended out of his body and rushed to the other side.

The red paper cut through countless roots and rhizomes. Chen Ling fought her way out of it and only then saw Shen Nan and Fu Kun who were entangled in the wrapping.

After the high-level disasters entered the scene, the combat power of most people was no longer enough. If Shen Nan had not taken action, Fu Kun would probably have been torn into pieces. But even so, the two were still trapped in the endless roots and could not break free.

"Chen Ling!" When Shen Nan saw Chen Ling coming towards him, his eyes suddenly lit up.

At the same time, purple lightning danced wildly, and Ying Fu's figure rushed out from the other side and approached here.

"Your Majesty!" Fu Kun burst into tears of gratitude.

Just as Ying Fu opened his mouth to say something, a low roar sounded from the front, and three huge figures crawled out from the widening crack...

There were three shadows of trees that were nearly 100 meters long. One was a peach tree with flesh and blood blooming, eerie and ferocious; one was a willow tree made up of thousands of joints, fluttering in the wind; and one was a huge pine tree with dense palms growing on its trunk.

"What the hell... is this?!" Fu Kun was shocked when he saw the monster that looked like neither human nor tree.

As the three giant trees approached here, Chen Ling frowned, and red clouds began to surge around him!

His scarlet eyes stared at that direction, and the aura of world-destroying disaster swept out!

"roll!!"

A visible wave of air swept across the Bitter Flesh Turbid Forest, and all the disasters, big and small, in the surrounding area suddenly stopped, as if they were shocked by the aura. Even the three big trees froze in place, and the world fell into silence...

The 749 people who were fighting in the empty-handed game, the fleeing people, and even Fu Kun, Zheng Zhiqing and others all looked at Chen Ling in shock, their mouths opened unconsciously.

But the next moment, another aura of destructive power erupted from the depths of the crack!

The one in the Bitter Forest seemed to have issued some kind of order. The disasters that had originally dared not to move immediately resumed their offensive, and the vast branches, leaves and roots continued to rush towards the crowd!

"It seems that Zhuozai is not afraid of you." Ying Fu said lightly.

"..."

Chen Ling turned to look at Shen Nan and the others, "What are you looking at? Run now!"

Shen Nan finally came to his senses, turned around and took advantage of the pause in the disasters to run out, followed closely by Ying Fu and others and Chen Ling.

In fact, Chen Ling has long known that although he is a mocking disaster, his aura cannot change anything when facing a disaster territory that also has the world destroyer. Moreover, strictly speaking, this is already the territory of the bitter flesh and turbid forest.

It's like rushing into someone else's hometown and yelling at him. If the other person has a little bit of temper, he will not swallow his anger. Being able to delay for a moment is already very good.

"No, more and more monsters are coming out of the cracks. If we keep going like this, we will be caught up sooner or later."

Fu Kun looked back while running, his expression extremely ugly.

at this time,

An embroidered dragon flew over their heads!

Chen Ling and Ying Fu were startled and looked back, only to see two old figures standing on the back of the embroidered dragon. Their hunched figures looked insignificant in front of the three towering trees and the saprophytic waves in the distance.

"Han Shuzhi, it's not too late for you to go back now."

Xiao Chunping's silver hair fluttered in the wind. She glanced at Han Xiang beside her and snorted coldly, "People still have to accept their age. If you move forward, there will be no turning back."

"It's you who should go back, Teacher Xiao." Han Xiang said slowly, "Your good grandson is still waiting for you to come back in the underground project. If you are not there to teach him, he will be thrown to the ends of the earth by my students in two years."

“Even if there is no one to teach an eagle, it is still an eagle. There will always be a day when it can flap its wings and fly on its own.”

Xiao Chunping paused for a moment, as if recalling something, with a touch of tenderness in her eyes, "My good grandson is not a useless person. Even without me, he will definitely be able to do well."

"It seems that neither you nor I will be able to wait until the day when they decide the winner." Han Xiang put his hands behind his back and sighed.

"I told you that you can turn back."

"You can't hold out for long alone." Han Xiang looked back and said, "Your Majesty is still behind me."

"You keep calling him Your Majesty. I think you are getting senile and confused! He is just a lucky guy who has obtained the Emperor God Way. How can he be worth your life?"

"You do not understand……"

Han Xiang shook his head, “You have not seen the heart of His Majesty, he is not a lucky man… He is the emperor destined to rule the world, the hope of this world.

I work hard not just for him, but for the future of the world he represents."