I'm not a drama god

The red heart Q of the Dusk Society is white.

The moment she saw that familiar face, Chen Ling's heart trembled.

It was not fear, nor was it panic... Chen Ling had not seen his old friends from the Dusk Society for a long time. In the past six months, he had only seen Chu Muyun recently. Most of the time, he was alone facing the wind and rain of the South China Sea and fighting alone.

When he was in the most painful moment and in the most critical situation, a familiar and powerful old friend appeared behind him. The surprise and sense of security he brought to him were difficult to describe in words.

At this moment, Chen Ling's mind unconsciously recalled the scene when his fourth senior brother Mojiao brought him food when he was in the Wuji Realm.

That was the long-lost feeling of "home".

"Bai Ye...Senior." Chen Ling spoke hoarsely.

Bai Ye jumped down from the window lightly, holding down the brim of his cap with one hand, and a pair of silver snake-shaped earrings swayed gently in the dim light.

He patted Chen Ling on the shoulder and chuckled:

"I knew you would come back... Six of Hearts."

"Senior Bai Ye, why are you here?"

"Chu Muyun sent me a message saying that you needed help in the South China Sea, so I rushed over." Bai Ye thought about it and added,

"In fact, I think I arrived yesterday."

"……like?"

Chen Ling was startled.

"The Thief Saint Bai Ye?" When they saw Bai Ye's appearance, the faces of the people in the Pu family suddenly changed, and even the head of the Pu family showed a deep fear in his eyes.

"You go first, leave this to me." Bai Ye glanced at everyone in the Pu family and spoke calmly.

"Senior Bai Ye, can you do it alone?"

In Chen Ling's memory, Bai was only at the seventh level. Facing the siege of an eighth-level and many seventh-level people, it would probably be difficult for him to escape unscathed.

Bai Ye looked back at him subtly.

"In the six months since you were away from the Twilight Society, a lot of changes have occurred..."

next moment,

The eighth-level aura burst out from Bai Ye's body!

A huge God-stealing path rose up from Bai Ye's body into the sky. At the same time, there was an indescribable aura lingering around it... Chen Ling was not unfamiliar with this aura.

This is……

Shinto leader???

Now Bai Ye has become the leader of the Thieves Sect?

Chen Ling was extremely surprised, but after thinking about it carefully, he found it very reasonable... The former Silver King stole the eighth level of the Way of the Thief God, and with the death of the Silver King, the eighth level of the Way of the Thief God quickly returned, and the five former Fire Usurpers were basically dead, leaving only Bai Ye and Mo Lian.

It now seems that in the past six months, Bai Ye has already stepped into the eighth level ahead of Mo Lian. Naturally, the position of the leader of the Thief God Sect must belong to Bai Ye!

Moreover, Chen Ling could sense that after Bai Ye became the leader of the Shinto of this era, his Shinto had also undergone some changes. It was no longer the simple [Borrowing the Moon]. Chen Ling could also vaguely sense the aura of several other Shinto of Thieves in him...

Could it be that this is a bonus unique to the leader of the Thief God Sect?

"Go, do what you should do." Bai Ye looked into Chen Ling's eyes.

"No matter what your relationship with the Red King is, at least we, the members of the Twilight Society, will always support you."

Chen Ling pursed her lips slightly.

The sleeves of his bright red robe fluttered in the bell tower, and Chen Ling bowed to him solemnly:

"Thank you, Bai Ye-senpai!!"

The next moment, Chen Ling turned into a sky full of red paper and flew out from the bell tower!

"Stop him!" an elder from the Pu family spoke immediately.

But before anyone could make a move, Bai Ye stood in front of all of them. Looking at those dark yellow eyes that looked like snakes, everyone in the Pu family was shocked.

At the same time, the head of the Pu family said in a deep voice:

"The Thief Saint Bai Ye has treacherous and mysterious methods. His theft methods are unexpected and hard to guard against... Never fight him head-on."

"Then...what should we do?"

"Set up the ancestral formation and trap him to death."

"Ah? But Patriarch, this ancestral formation was given by our ancestors to trap disasters... can you use it on him..."

"Idiot, haven't you figured it out yet? That Chen Ling can't easily use the power of ridicule. The most important thing right now is to trap Bai Ye. Otherwise, the longer he delays, the more variables will arise on Chen Ling's side!"

The head of the family began to explain, and everyone naturally had no objection. They saw many members of the Pu family standing solemnly at the same time, snapping their fingers, and small black words flew out from their sleeves.

"……Um?"

Bai Ye saw these small black words crossing the sky, and instinctively felt that something was wrong, and his brows were tightly furrowed.

He raised his hand without hesitation, ready to steal the small characters with a stealing technique, but the next moment, he froze in place...

"Get into formation!!"

As everyone in the Pu family shouted loudly, all the book gods poured their mental power into it. Complex words expanded rapidly and locked onto Bai Ye from all directions!

During this process, Bai Ye felt that everything around him was accelerating, while he himself was decelerating... These words were like shackles from another time and space, which actually directly fixed the time and space around Bai Ye!

In the end, Bai Ye's figure was trapped in place like a sculpture. At the same time, the ink gathered into a black sphere, which gradually enveloped him...

The ancestral formation has been set up!

It was only at this moment that the Pu family, who had consumed a lot of their mental energy, breathed a sigh of relief...

"This ancestral formation can freeze time and space. Even a ninth-rank demigod cannot easily escape."

"Yes, this Thief Saint Bai is only at the eighth level, he is destined not to escape."

"Next, should we go after Chen Ling?"

"Ah."

"and many more……"

"Where is the master of the house?"

……

Just as everyone in the Pu family was looking around in confusion, looking for the trace of the patriarch, in another corner of the alley not far away, the figure of the Pu family patriarch was like a walking corpse, walking forward in a daze.

He didn't realize that seven or eight thick heart pythons had already entangled his body, spewing scarlet tongues, and memories returned to the head of the family one by one...

"…Whose memories are these?"

"It seems to be that Bai Ye's memory. Damn it, he is actually using his own memory to influence me?"

"No, wait..."

"I... no, Bai Ye arrived at the South Sea Realm yesterday... Then I... No, what has Bai Ye been doing from yesterday until now?"

"It doesn't match... Why does it suddenly not match?"

"This is……"

At this moment, the hand of the head of the Pu family suddenly touched something hard in his arms. A cold feeling seemed to awaken some of his memories, and he was suddenly stunned.

He looked down and saw a revolver engraved with mysterious patterns. It had appeared on his body at some point. It was somewhat similar to the revolver in Chen Ling's hand, but not exactly the same. The one in his hand now was more complete and mysterious.

"This gun... looks familiar..."

Driven by instinct, the head of the Pu family subconsciously raised the revolver, pointed the muzzle at his forehead, and gently pulled the trigger.

Snapped--

The two exchanged lives returned to their original positions instantly as the bullet was fired!

At this moment, Bai Ye seemed to remember something. He turned around and looked at the ancestral formation that had trapped "Bai Ye", and suddenly realized...

"Oh……"

"I see."

……

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Tomorrow Sanjiu will be doing a book signing in Hefei, as well as hosting offline birthday parties for Chen Ling and Zhou Ping. The schedule is tight, so I may not have time to update. I'll report this in advance~