I'm not a drama god

Ugly Peak.

The clown who was napping on the rock suddenly opened his eyes. He looked towards the stone steps and saw five figures walking slowly towards them.

"Eaaaa-!!!"

The clown jumped up from the stone like a spring and flew towards the figure in front.

Chen Ling only felt his eyes flash before a cannonball-like figure crashed into his arms. Fortunately, he was physically strong and caught it steadily, then smiled helplessly and dotingly:

"Fifth Brother, do we have to have this kind of welcome ceremony every time?"

"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeees!"

"Haha, this is what happened with the fifth brother. Last time, the fourth brother failed to catch him and was directly knocked back down the mountain from the top of the mountain." Ning Ruyu chuckled.

"...?"

The corner of Mojiao's mouth twitched, and he seemed to be about to say something but stopped himself.

Luan Mei nodded slightly: "Right now, the only ones who can catch Lao Wu with their bare hands are the eldest brother and the younger brother."

"But Lao Wu seems to be less energetic today... maybe he's hungry." Wen Renyou seemed to be thinking about something, as if he was already thinking about what dish to cook.

"Yeah!"

Chen Ling's smile grew even brighter, and he patted Mojiao's head:

"Fifth Brother, let's go back to Ancient Tibet for dinner."

"Yeah ah!"

Chen Ling held the clown in her arms and strode directly to the edge of the cliff. As the curtain of nothingness opened, the figures of several people disappeared on the spot.

……

this day,

Xidao Ancient Tibetan is particularly lively.

The iron pan is stir-frying over the scorching flame, and the tempting aroma makes one's mouth water. The colorful flags on the houses flutter in the grassland wind, and the faint fragrance of soil mixed with the alluring smell of fireworks spreads throughout this daydream-like paradise.

Wenren You is cooking.

The last corner is washing dishes.

Ning Ruyu lay on the grass, lazily basking in the sun.

Luan Mei was being dragged by the clown to squat on the ground, throwing stones helplessly but patiently...

A figure wearing a red robe with black patterns stands quietly in front of the window. The snow-capped mountains in the distance look like a painting framed by the window, quiet and beautiful.

Chen Ling closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled. It was not until this moment that the pressure he had been bearing in his heart when he was in the Lingxu Realm was completely released, and he completely relaxed.

This was his first appearance as the Red Queen, and it was also a risky move for him to make with all the members of the Twilight Club. It was impossible to say that he had no pressure at all. However, becoming the Red King meant that he had to suppress all these emotions in his heart and not let his companions or enemies see his hesitation and wavering.

Fortunately, no matter what the process was, the results of this meeting were still very good.

Chen Ling turned and walked back, stepping out of "The Daydreamer" and into the cold shelves of the Xidao Ancient Collection...

He looked at the four empty bookshelves around him, a complex look flashing in his eyes.

Ning Ruyu, Luan Mei, Wen Renyou, and Mo Jiao are not real "people"... They are beings born from the background of the four major opera roles of [sheng], [dan], [jing], and [mo] from ancient times to the present. In other words, they are spirit instruments born from the ancient collection of opera.

They were the first to follow the previous Red King, because from the moment the Red King took control of the Xidao Ancient Treasures, the four of them had already become part of the Red King...

So, they became the earliest four K cards of the Twilight Society.

The last stroke of Red King's painting for Chen Ling was to paint Zhu Yan, not only handing over the authority of the Ancient Collection of Xidao to him, but also entrusting his four senior brothers and sisters to him. After all, if the Ancient Collection of Xidao was left without an owner one day, the four of them, as spirit objects, would naturally cease to exist.

Who could have imagined that Chen Ling, who had been cared for and nurtured by her four senior brothers and sisters, would become the foundation of their existence...

Now the four of them exist because of Chen Ling.

Chen Ling's fingertips gently rubbed the surface of the bookshelf. Through these four bookshelves, he could clearly sense the status of his four senior brothers and sisters, and also feel their joys, sorrows, anger and happiness... Not long ago, the mood of the four senior brothers and sisters fell into a trough due to the death of the Red King. Even though they could still force a smile in front of Chen Ling at that time, the sadness in their hearts could not be hidden from Chen Ling.

But now Chen Ling can feel that the pain in their hearts has healed a little.

"Junior Brother! Dinner is ready!!"

Wen Renyou's shouts came from a distance.

"coming!"

Chen Ling replied, moved her hand away from the bookshelf, and with a flash of her body, she stepped into "Daydreamer" again.

Ning Ruyu had already sat down at the dining table, next to the clown holding a large rice bucket. Wen Renyou and Mo Jiao seemed to be busy in the kitchen serving dishes. Luan Mei then handed a bowl filled with rice to Chen Ling...

Chen Ling's mouth twitched slightly:

"Senior Sister...isn't this a bit too much?"

"Junior brother, you are in the growth stage now, so you should eat more." Ning Ruyu said seriously.

"That's right." Mojiao walked out of the kitchen wearing an apron and placed the dishes on the table. "Besides, you are now the Red King of the Twilight Society. You are busy all day long. How can you have the energy to work if you don't eat more?"

"Yeah!"

The clown held chopsticks in one hand and a rice spoon in the other, and raised both hands to show his approval.

Seeing this, Chen Ling could only smile and take the rice bowl. The five brothers sat around the table, which was already filled with dishes.

"Junior brother, how do you feel today?" Ning Ruyu asked while picking up some food for Chen Ling.

"Hmm... okay, it went smoothly."

"But that Lingxu Jun's strength is truly unfathomable." Luan Mei added, "Even when Master was still alive, he might not have been able to defeat him."

"That's hard to say. Isn't Lingxu Jun's ability mathematics? In Xishen Dao, the last thing we care about is science."

"It makes sense..."

"Yeah!"

"Haha, Lao Wu, you can't underestimate Lingxu Jun. Maybe he will really be our biggest rival in the future."

"But Junior Brother's potential is no less than his. He just needs some time to grow."

"Why are you all putting so much pressure on Junior Brother? In my opinion, Junior Brother should rest for a while. If Lingxu Jun dares to attack me, I will fight him to the death!"

"But then again, the women in the Lingxu Realm are naturally beautiful." Luan Mei suddenly said.

"Hmm? That's right!"

"Looking at my age, it's time for me, Junior Brother, to get married..."

"Hey, what do you think of the leader of the Moon White Knights?"

"Hmm...it's quite white indeed."

"Junior brother, what do you think?"

As the topic changed, Chen Ling lowered his head lower while eating. He finished the original large bowl of rice in just a few bites.

He forced a smile, as if he hadn't heard the discussion among his senior brothers and sisters.

"My dear brothers and sisters! I'm done! Take your time eating!"

After saying that, he flashed and fled in panic.

Several senior brothers and sisters looked at the empty rice bowl, looked at each other, and laughed.

In the ancient Tibetan opera,

Chen Ling's figure passed through one area after another,

Finally, they arrived at the deepest part of the ancient Tibetan Plateau... As Chen Ling stepped onto the barren wilderness, the outline of a temple in the distance appeared before his eyes.