I'm not a drama god

The moment this familiar voice sounded, Jian Changsheng and the other two were stunned.

Jian Changsheng looked up in astonishment, only to see the "contact" boss slowly raising his hand and tearing his chin... As the skin disappeared, a familiar face was exposed in the air!

"you you you you you……"

Jian Changsheng opened his eyes wide, looking as if he had seen a ghost!

"Red Heart!" Jiang Xiaohua opened her arms in surprise, "Long time no see!"

Sun Bumian's expression also changed from surprise at the beginning to amusement. He looked at Jian Changsheng, who had just "slandered" Hong Xin in person, with an expression of wanting to watch the fun.

"What? You insist on saying it, don't you?" Chen Ling said softly, "I'm standing right in front of you. If you have any dissatisfaction, just say it directly."

"Heart... no... actually I..."

Jian Changsheng's brain was completely confused. He didn't really have any dissatisfaction with Chen Ling. He just felt a little resentful about the sixth generation being "ignored"... But those few words just now had already vented all his resentment.

Who the hell would have thought that the illustrious Red King of the Dusk Society would actually pretend to be a small contact person and play along with them?

"I...I was just talking nonsense." Jian Changsheng forced a smile on his face that was uglier than crying.

Chen Ling smiled.

He handed over several glasses of wine that he had prepared long ago to the three people.

"I haven't contacted you guys recently because I was busy with other things...and the situation in the Lingxu Realm is too complicated, so it's not easy for me to come to you directly." Chen Ling explained seriously, "As for those airs you mentioned...to me, I'm 'Chen Ling' first, and then the Red King of the Twilight Society."

"I promised you that I would take you to the Ghost Path Ancient Treasures to find the ancient well... so, here I am."

Jian Changsheng stared at Chen Ling under the dim light for a long time, his eyes filled with complexity...

It turns out he always remembered it.

The original trace of resentment completely disappeared at this moment. Jian Changsheng opened his mouth, thousands of words gathered in his heart, but in the end, he only uttered two words:

"……Thanks."

"Wait!" Sun Bumian suddenly said with a strange expression, "Are you saying that our mission this time is to go to the Ghost Path Ancient Treasure?"

"That's right," Chen Ling answered truthfully. "To reverse the times and restart the world, the fragments of the Eighteen Divine Paths' foundation are indispensable. This time, we're going to delve into the ancient Ghost Path and retrieve a fragment of the foundation."

"Leave it to me!" Jian Changsheng stood up suddenly and patted his chest as if to stimulate his blood. "Just do it!"

"Go and take a rest. Do you know how dangerous the Ghost Path Ancient Treasure is?"

Sun Bumian pushed him back to his seat.

"I've been to the Ghost Path Ancient Treasures too many times. Beyond the Ghost Gate lies danger lurking everywhere. Every special envoy fighting on the home turf has an eighth-level combat capability! Every time I reincarnate, I only dare to try to break in after I reach the eighth level... What level are you at? I'll take care of you."

Sun Bumian's current rank is only level six, and Jian Changsheng is also level six without superimposed domains. Chen Ling may be the only one among the four who can confront the special envoy head-on, but it is almost impossible for him to kill the Ghost Dao Ancient Treasure alone.

"I know this might be a bit risky, but we really don't have time to delay any longer," Chen Ling said seriously. "After entering the ancient treasure house, we should act together. If we cooperate with each other, our chances of success will be greater."

Every ancient treasure house is full of dangers. No matter whether it is a doctor, a witch, a puppeteer, or an evildoer, everyone is taking a risk. As the Red King of the Dusk Society, Chen Ling naturally cannot be the first to retreat and slowly wait for everyone to grow to the eighth level.

In fact, Chen Ling had considered asking his senior brothers and sisters to escort him, but they were, after all, the spirits of the Xidao Ancient Treasure and could not enter other ancient treasures. Not to mention the eighth-level disaster poison heads. If they entered the ancient treasure, they would immediately attract a crazy counterattack from the ancient treasure.

"That's right. The four of us have come a long way and have seen all kinds of storms. Be it human demigods or disasters that destroy the world, haven't we seen enough big scenes? What's so scary about a small ancient ghost treasure!" Jian Changsheng was still full of confidence.

Seeing this, Sun Bumian stopped trying to persuade him. He just sighed helplessly, not knowing what he was thinking about.

"Red Heart... This wine isn't as good as the Five Poisons wine."

While the other three were thinking about how to take the Ghost Dao Ancient Treasure, Jiang Xiaohua had already finished drinking the wine in front of everyone without saying a word, holding the empty glass and looking at Chen Ling eagerly.

"When we come out of the Ghost Dao Ancient Treasure this time, I will bring you a few jars." Chen Ling comforted.

"Oh, you just said that everyone isn't here yet?" Jian Changsheng seemed to realize something. "Apart from the four of us, are there any others entering the Ghost Dao Ancient Treasure this time?"

Chen Ling nodded slightly. He was about to say something when the door to the tavern slowly opened...

Ding-dong-

The rusty bell rang again.

A figure wearing a woolen coat and a dark blue scarf around his neck slowly walked into the dim tavern.

Seeing that person, Jian Changsheng said in surprise:

“Senior Chu!!”

"Long time no see... everyone." Chu Muyun smiled slightly, the silver-rimmed glasses reflecting the faint light. He looked at the figure behind the bar wearing a red robe with black patterns, and spoke again solemnly.

"Spade 7 Chu Muyun, meet the Red King."

Chen Ling was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing. "Senior Chu, what are you doing? We don't need to address each other like that... Just call me Chen Ling."

Chen Ling and Jian Changsheng were both brought up by Chu Muyun himself, and Chen Ling did not want his current identity as the Red King to become a barrier between them.

Chu Muyun seemed to know Chen Ling's character and nodded with a smile.

"Senior Chu, do you want to enter the Ghost Dao Ancient Treasure with us?" Jian Changsheng asked.

"Yeah." Chu Muyun looked at Chen Ling again, "Thanks to Hong... Thanks to Chen Ling for agreeing to my request and transferring me out of the Medical Dao Ancient Tibetan team."

Sun Bumian was not that familiar with Chu Muyun. After he sensed that Chu Muyun's rank was only level six, his already worried expression became even more solemn... Could just a few of them really escape from the Ghost Dao Ancient Treasure unscathed?

Forget it...

At worst, I can kill my way through the ancient ghost treasures alone.

Thinking of his own background, Sun Bumian's back suddenly straightened up a lot.

Chu Muyun's letter did not mention why he had changed his mind and came to the Ghost Dao Ancient Treasures. Chen Ling did not ask any more questions. He glanced at the time on the wall and said seriously:

"Everyone is here, let's go."

"Okay!" Jian Changsheng was about to stride out of the tavern, but the next second he stood there in a daze, "Uh... where is the ancient Ghost Dao hidden?"

"I only know that the location of the Ghost Dao Ancient Treasure is in the Tianshu Realm." Chen Ling turned to look at Sun Bumian.

"For details, I guess I can only ask Fangkuai."