I'm not a drama god

When Jian Changsheng heard this, he was about to say something, but Sun Bumian at the side spoke first:

"It's actually not that bad. It's just that the food isn't that good. But after eating so many poisonous insects, I've become somewhat resistant to the poison. I should be able to get used to it after staying for a while... But you, if we leave, what about your safety?"

"My safety?" Chen Ling raised his eyebrows. "I am the king of the Ghostly Abyss. I have five eighth-level poisonous heads under my command... Is there anyone in this world who can threaten my safety?"

"The Shinto demigod, the nine lords of humanity, the calamity of world destruction... Although you are powerful in the Ghostly Abyss, without the ninth rank guarding you, there are too many beings that can kill you."

"Why would they want to kill me? And if they do come, what difference does it make whether you are here or not?"

"With me...with us here, we can always help you share some of the burden."

Sun Bumian's tone was very serious.

Putting aside his personal relationship with Chen Ling, not long ago, Sun Bumian’s master had emphasized to him that he should protect Chen Ling. After all, Chen Ling was the key factor in determining the end of this world…Now that the Red Star is about to return, the world will surely change drastically. If something happens to Chen Ling at this time, then the world will really be over.

During these days in the Ghostly Abyss, Sun Bumian had the worst time, but he had no intention of leaving. After all, it was only a few months before the Red Star came. Even if he ate some poisonous insects and had diarrhea every day, so what? He had suffered for thousands of years, so what?

Chen Ling looked at Sun Bumian, feeling somewhat puzzled. He had thought that the person who would be the hardest to convince after he issued the order to expel the guests would be the stubborn Xiao Jian. He had never expected that Sun Bumian, who had always been the most reasonable, would be so persistent this time...

"Fang Kuai, this is no longer a matter of eating some poisonous insects." Chen Ling said seriously.

“You should have realized that I am now the most evil of the evil. No matter where I am, I will bring misfortune to the living beings there… Even you, who are auspicious, cannot suppress the aura on my body. You may even be hurt by my aura, feel depressed, and have bad luck.

Moreover, Spade has a bad luck constitution due to the existence of ancient murderous aura. With the blessing of these two, what he has to face is not just 'bad luck'... but 'death disaster' that may happen at any time and anywhere!

Even if he can avoid one, ten, or even a hundred calamities with his own strength, he will always get tired and lose his mind. What if he is seriously injured or even on the verge of death because of my existence? ? "

Sun Bumian opened his mouth and fell silent.

From the perspective of his master's instructions, he should indeed stay firmly by Chen Ling's side; but from the perspective of the 6 of Diamonds, whether it is Chen Ling, Jian Changsheng, or Jiang Xiaohua, they are all brothers of the 6th generation. It would undoubtedly be unfair to put another person in danger in order to protect the Red Heart.

"Red Heart..." Jian Changsheng wanted to persuade her further, but Chen Ling spoke again.

"Tao, I'm not negotiating with you." Chen Ling's tone was obviously more determined, "Go back... I am the world-destroying disaster, I was born to belong here, and your stage should be in the human realm...

Besides, separation is not a breakup. When the war situation in the Xuanyu Realm stabilizes and you have established a firm foothold there, you can still come back to the Ghostly Abyss to find me occasionally, and bring me some food from the human realm... so that I can experience life as a 'human' again."

After hearing the last sentence, Jian Changsheng was finally moved.

After hesitating for a long time, he finally nodded:

"Okay...then wait for me for a few days. I will come back to find you as soon as I have collected all the delicacies in the Xuanyu Realm!"

Hearing this answer, Chen Ling finally smiled. He was about to say something when Jian Changsheng suddenly changed the subject:

"But before I go, there's one more thing."

"what?"

Jian Changsheng took a deep breath and slowly stood up from his chair...

He reached out his hand towards the void behind him, as if grasping the hilt of a non-existent sword, and suddenly pulled it out!

boom--! ! !

The next second, the monstrous ancient murderous aura raged out, like a black pillar of fire rising into the sky! !

Under the pressure of this terrifying murderous aura, the plates and chopsticks on the table were frightened and screamed and jumped around. Amidst a heart-wrenching wail, they jumped off the table one after another, and then crawled out of the restaurant door.

The murderous aura condensed into substance and turned into ancient general armor attached to Jian Changsheng. The black laces moved without wind. He held the long sword in his hand and spoke slowly:

"They have all seen the results of my hard work over the past six months... Only you, Red Heart, have not witnessed my growth."

"Fight me again, just like we did in Jiangtian Sect..."

"This time, I won't lose again."

The disastrous defeat at the branch of the Crimson Sky Sect was the motivation for Jian Changsheng to force himself to endure the training in the Gray Realm. He fought so hard just to get back at Chen Ling one day. From the confrontation in the pavilion in the South China Sea Realm to the killing god on the battlefield in the Xuanyu Realm, his growth has made the world take notice. However, the only person who should recognize him the most has never seen his strength until now.

When he first came to the Ghostly Abyss, Jian Changsheng saw that Chen Ling was living a miserable life, and that his condition was not good after eating poisonous insects for several days, so he never challenged Chen Ling to a duel. But since he was about to leave, he had to fulfill this wish before he left!

With the blessing of the roaring ancient murderous aura, the fighting spirit in Jian Changsheng's eyes has been raised to the extreme. The torches in the underground palace are shaking violently. His upright figure is like a mountain, and his momentum is pressing towards Chen Ling!

Seeing this, Chen Ling was stunned for a moment...

He smiled.

No wonder Jian Changsheng was able to become famous in the Xuanyu Realm. Although his current rank is only at the peak of the sixth rank, after controlling the ancient murderous aura in his body, his combat power is already comparable to that of the seventh rank. If he can activate the superimposed state of [Infernal Hell], he can even shake the peak of the seventh rank... His progress is too fast.

Although this is not a battlefield, and there is no killing that can give him superimposed status, but in Jian Changsheng's opinion, with his current strength, he can still defeat himself steadily even without superimposition...

Can……

Spades, oh spades, is this enough for you to be complacent?

Chen Ling knew that Jian Changsheng was a rough jade covered in dust. The harder he polished it, the brighter it would shine...

In the future, when he returns to the Xuanyu Realm, the thing he will have the most is the admiration and praise of others. As a result, he will always become a little lazy and his strength will stagnate... In this case, I will leave some shadows for him and wind him up to the extreme.

Chen Ling sat there quietly. The next second, her bright red robe began to turn black visibly. An aura of world-destroying disaster swept through the entire palace in an instant, directly suppressing Jian Changsheng's surging murderous aura!

boom--! ! ! !

With his jet-black hair fluttering silently, Chen Ling, who looked like the king of the abyss, glanced at the three people at the table who were extremely horrified...

"You three, come together."