I'm not a drama god

Ning Ruyu's eyes lit up!

"Master, are you finally going to help my junior brother?!"

"No outside force can intervene in Chao Zai's internal strife, otherwise why would I have gone through so much trouble to force him to join the Fusion Sect." Red King shook his head helplessly, "... This step can only be taken by Lao Liu himself."

"But didn't you say that someone was cheating? This is unfair to my junior brother!" Ning Ruyu frowned.

The Red King spoke calmly,

"Ruyu, you must have faith in your junior brother."

"Do you think your junior brother got to where he is today because he is lucky? Or because of your help?"

"you are wrong……"

"No one is born standing on the top of the mountain. What the master did was just to give him a 'self'. Back then, he was able to stand on the stage with the personality of 'Chen Ling' purely because of his own punches. The subsequent times he killed evil spirits were also because he relied on his own strength and will to break through the siege."

"Everyone only sees Chen Ling's high-profile rise, and thinks he has only relied on his natural strength to get to where he is today, but in fact, he has not relied on anyone."

"Everything he has about the tragedy, he got it by himself."

"No matter how cunning a cheater is, he is still just taking advantage of the situation. I believe that with Lao Liu's intelligence, he will always find a way to break the situation... All he needs is an opportunity to turn the tables."

Ning Ruyu heard this and immediately asked, "Master, where is the opportunity?"

The Red King smiled.

He casually played with the small storm of thoughts imprisoned in his hand and answered slowly:

"Isn't the opportunity in my hands?"

After saying this, a subtle hint of red penetrated into the storm of thoughts.

Snapped--!

The storm in the Red King's hand was violently disturbed and was crushed like a glass bead!

……

Ghosts mock the abyss, underground palace.

puff--! !

The black-robed Xiying sitting on the throne suddenly turned pale and spurted out a mouthful of blood!

He staggered to his feet from the throne, his eyes fixed on something in the void, violence and resentment filled his pupils, as if he wanted to tear the robed figure into pieces.

"Red King...just wait for me!"

"Once I have completely devoured the soul of my 'self' and regained my strength, I will go to Xidao Ancient Tibetan and tear you into pieces!!"

The black-robed Xiying took a long time to finally recover from the backlash of his thoughts. He looked towards the gate of the underground palace, a hideous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth again, and he walked out slowly.

He is a personality born from Chen Ling, the product of the negative emotions that Chen Ling accumulated after devouring a large number of audiences;

He felt that his ego Chen Ling was too cowardly.

A dignified Chao Zai was actually bound by human values. He took the initiative to eat the oath poison for a group of fused, weird bastards, left the South China Sea, was accused and scolded by a group of fly-like people, and turned around and walked away as if nothing had happened...

No one in this world should be qualified to threaten him;

No one in this world should have the right to abuse him;

Chu Changqing threatened him with the Fusion Faction, so he should have killed all the Fusion Faction children, and then joined forces with the disaster-avoiding forces outside to directly destroy the entire South China Sea boundary;

If those assholes dared to curse him, he should have mobilized the centipede army to massacre the entire block and cut off their heads and stuffed them up their butts!

But it doesn't matter now...

He has defeated his ego and is now the new owner of this body. From now on, he will take revenge on this era in his own way.

He wants to kill one by one those humans who once had ties with his ego Chen Ling. This is not only his bad taste, but also his way of completely severing the connection between his ego Chen Ling and humans. Friendship and emotions are the most useless things. The king should be alone and trample the entire era under his feet!

He just used the thought storm to spread nightmares to everyone who had seen the ego Chen Ling. One reason was to show off, and the other was to tell everyone that the former Chen Ling was dead, and the current "Chen Ling" had been reborn!

As for now...

Let’s have some fun with the Ghostly Abyss first.

The black-robed actor walked slowly out of the underground palace. A huge, red centipede was crawling respectfully at the entrance of the palace, its body covered with dust.

Six days have passed since Chen Ling started to slay the evil spirits. Immersed in the killing on the stage, Chen Ling did not feel the passage of time. However, Wu Yi outside had been waiting loyally for six days and had not gone anywhere during this period.

One reason is that it doesn't have such an urgent need to eat now, and the other reason is that it is a little worried about the unusual movements reported in the underground palace and worried about Chen Ling's safety.

As the familiar figure walked out of the palace, Wu Yi was delighted at first, then suddenly froze in place...

It could feel that the king who came out this time... was a little different.

Seeing Wu Yi prostrating himself respectfully outside, a hint of mocking and sinister light flashed in the eyes of the black-robed Xiying.

"It's you..." The black-robed actor's mouth was grinning from ear to ear.

"You've been waiting here for a long time, right? Are you waiting for me, or... for him?"

Wu Yi's pupils suddenly contracted.

An inexplicable chill surged into Wu Yi's heart, and he instinctively wanted to turn around and run away, but the next moment, a hand held down his slender body tightly. The world-destroying oppression from the Ghost-Mocking King of the Abyss directly imprisoned his body!

This centipede is the confidant of my ego Chen Ling. The black-robed Xiying can sense that my ego still likes this centipede very much...

In this case, this centipede cannot be kept.

The black-robed actor's chuckle seemed to come from the netherworld:

"In my palace, there seem to be some small 'toys' specifically for dealing with centipedes... Wu Yi, will you come and play with me?"

……

stage.

A figure in a shattered costume fell on an old wooden board, with its severed head facing the dark audience seats below. Chen Ling's pupils were dull and empty.

Chen Ling is not dead.

This is Chaozai’s spiritual world. He is an “audience” rather than a human being. Even if his head is chopped off, he has no concept of “death”.

Here, there is only one true death... and that is to be completely devoured by one's own kind.

The Black Robe Shadow is just a personality born from Chen Ling. Only by devouring Chen Ling can it be truly complete. However, Chen Ling is not like those other shriveled "audiences". The "information" contained in Chen Ling's soul is too huge for the Black Robe Shadow to digest completely in one breath. If it tries rashly, it may cause a split personality...

Therefore, the best option for the black-robed actor is to cut Chen Ling into pieces like bacon and swallow a little at a time to ensure that his personality is not affected.

The black-robed shadow who was about to torture Wu Yi did not notice this.

As a tiny red light flashed across the void, Chen Ling's head, which had originally fallen to the ground, actually regained a tiny bit of spirit in his eyes...

Two faint blushes appeared at the corners of Chen Ling's eyes.

【Painting the red face】