I'm not a drama god

Ugly Peak.

A figure walked up the rugged mountain road.

His muddy feet stepped on the rocky surface one step after another. With each step, the mud on his feet would decrease a little. In the end, the soles of his shoes gradually became clean and flat... Every step was as steady as a rock.

The mud along the way gradually settled like jade under the grinding of rugged rocks and wind and frost, just like a perfect edge emerging from it.

The red robe with black patterns fluttered in the wind;

The vermilion earrings swayed silently.

He climbed up the mountainside step by step, and looking back, he saw a girl in a black dress following him like a shadow... The strong wind on the mountainside blew the black dress into a flutter. The girl looked up at him, and under her messy hair were a pair of equally determined eyes.

"Why did you follow me?" Chen Ling spoke slowly.

Liu Qingyan pursed her lips slightly.

"Master said...in the future, I will be your Gray King."

Hearing this, Chen Ling frowned subconsciously and said in a deep voice:

"Your life is your own, not your master's... You don't have to obey everything she says."

"Yes, I know." Liu Qingyan took a deep breath. "I also know that you have important things to do, but you will definitely encounter many troubles in the future. It will be difficult to accomplish it by yourself... At the very least, you need someone to help you deal with those troublesome things. You need a loyal shadow."

Chen Ling did not answer. He continued to stare at Liu Qingyan. On the rugged mountain road, the figures, one red and one black, fell into silence.

"I know what you're thinking." Liu Qingyan rarely took the initiative to argue.

"This is not my master's order, this is my own choice..."

"From the Mortal Realm to now, many things in this world have changed, many people have changed, but my heart has never changed in the slightest... The past will not change, the present will not change, and the future will not change."

Liu Qingyan paused for a moment, then bowed on the steps. Her figure gradually overlapped with the one she had seen in the Mortal Realm...

"I, Liu Qingyan, am willing to follow Lord Red King forever."

From the mortal realm to the present turmoil in the world;

Chen Ling has grown from the weak 6 of Hearts to the current Red King step by step;

Liu Qingyan had also transformed from a weak believer into a disciple of the Gray King. No one knew what rank she was at now, but one thing was certain: she was now a world apart from her past self...

The world is changing, strength is changing, identity is changing... but Liu Qingyan is still the Liu Qingyan from the mortal realm.

At this moment, even Chen Ling was a little dazed. He looked at the girl in the black dress who overlapped with the one in his memory and fell into a brief silence.

He had rejected Liu Qingyan in the past because his future was in chaos and he didn't even know who he was. Moreover, he was too weak, so weak that he couldn't even guarantee his own safety, let alone take along a weak woman with no self-protection ability.

but now……

Chen Ling stared into Liu Qingyan's eyes silently for a long time.

Finally, he slowly closed his eyes, turned around, and continued walking towards Ugly Peak...

After a while, a voice floated softly from above Liu Qingyan in the whistling cold wind:

"……Come with me."

Liu Qingyan silently clenched her fists and became very excited!

She knew that Chen Ling had agreed... She quickly suppressed her joy in her heart, took light steps, and followed closely behind Chen Ling.

In the howling wind,

Chen Ling stepped onto the Chou Peak.

The small stone house still stood quietly on the mountain peak, just as Chen Ling remembered... Chen Ling's first reaction was to look for the clown, but he searched inside and outside the house and couldn't find him.

Finally, he found his fifth senior brother whom he had not seen for a long time at the top of the highest and most dangerous rock.

The Harlequin fell asleep.

His eyes were red and swollen, as if he had just cried heartbreakingly. Now he was curled up on the top of the stone like a kitten, sleeping soundly...

Perhaps because he cried too sadly, the clown slept very soundly, so he didn't even notice when Chen Ling and Liu Qingyan came.

When Chen Ling saw this scene, her eyes looked a little complicated.

Fifth Senior Brother is also a theatrical god. He must have felt it immediately after the Red King died.

The Clown was different from himself. He was adopted by the Red King since he was a child and received love and care from the Red King and several of his senior brothers and sisters. Now that the Red King was dead, it was like the sky had fallen on his head... Chen Ling couldn't imagine what kind of pain and suffering he had experienced alone on the Chou Peak.

Chen Ling did not wake him up, but turned to Liu Qingyan and said:

"Please take good care of my brother. I'll be out soon."

"Yes."

Chen Ling walked straight towards the cliff of Choufeng.

Facing the empty cliff in front of him, Chen Ling gently rubbed his brows with his fingertips... That was the place where the Red King had painted his last stroke of red face.

The Red King's final touch, in addition to helping him perfect his facial makeup, also granted him the world's only key... which is the full authority of the ancient collection of operas.

From now on, he is the owner of the Xidao Ancient Collection.

Chen Ling raised his hand and waved towards the void, and two curtains were pulled open from the void, like a stage about to open, opening a portal to another space.

Chen Ling stepped in.

Chen Ling also had some authority over the Xidao Ancient Treasure before, but that was "lent" to him by the Red King, like an incomplete "user" authority. But now Chen Ling can be regarded as the "administrator" of this ancient treasure.

The moment he stepped into the Xidao Ancient Treasure, everything here appeared completely in his mind.

Video area, audio area, text area, performance area, facial makeup museum...

The last time Chen Ling came, he was just a "guest" who came to visit, but this time, he has become the master of everything.

Chen Ling's figure shuttled through these areas. Each area carried the memory of his life there. However, when Chen Ling searched through all the ancient collections of Xidao, he did not find his "Lao Liu's Home"... He could not even sense the beautiful grassland that he had remembered.

It's unsettlingly quiet here.

Chen Ling frowned in confusion, and after wandering around, he finally came to the text area filled with scripts.

He shuttled between the tall bookshelves.

Then he stopped in front of four empty bookshelves.

——【Sheng】, 【Dan】, 【Jing】, 【Mo】.

Looking at the four empty bookshelves, a trance flashed in Chen Ling's eyes. He subconsciously raised his hand and rubbed the edge of the bookshelf... as if he was sensing something through his authority.

In his mind, four spots of light lit up silently.

"This is……"