I'm not a drama god

Click——

The pale surgical light turned on, and the glaring light filled the boy's vision.

He subconsciously wanted to block the glaring light with his hands, but then he found that his hands and feet were tied to the operating table. In the white light, a thin figure in a white coat was slowly walking towards him with a syringe.

"Dad... I don't want it..." The boy saw the syringe dripping with medicine, and instinctive fear rose in his heart.

"Xiao Chu, you are your father's good son..."

The figure in the white coat rubbed the boy's head with one hand, and whispered like a devil in the white light, "Please help Dad again. This experiment is very important to Dad..."

"As long as Dad completes his research, he will become the most powerful doctor in the Wuji Realm... Come on, inject these curses into your body. Dad promises that after the injection, he will buy you toys..."

Under the pale operating light, the figure in a white coat fiercely stabbed the needle of the syringe into the boy's body!

Strange flocs floated in the syringe. As the thick needle pierced into the boy's body, it was injected into the boy's body bit by bit. The severe pain made the boy scream miserably. He struggled frantically with his limbs, but was unable to break free from the restraints of the straps.

The figure in the white coat showed no intention of stopping. He looked at the syringe that was gradually being emptied, and a hint of extreme fanaticism appeared in his eyes.

“It hurts!! It hurts so much!!”

"dad!!!!"

……

"!!!"

Chu Muyun's eyes suddenly opened!

He suddenly sat up from the ground like a drowning man, breathing heavily, his pale face without a trace of blood, the scarlet blood oozing from the corners of his mouth had already coagulated and turned black, and it was unknown how long he had been unconscious.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked around the ghost town, and his eyes finally slowly regained their calm.

"Damn it...did he faint again?"

"Cough cough cough cough..."

Chu Muyun held onto the wall and staggered to his feet.

After being teleported here by the special envoy, Chu Muyun used all his strength to rush towards the location of the Styx. He was not sure whether there was any special envoy chasing him. He only knew that according to his current physical condition and rank, if he was caught up, there was almost no chance of survival.

But his physical condition was too bad. The continuous high-intensity running caused his body to collapse again and he eventually fell into a coma.

Chu Muyun looked forward. The beautiful Styx River was very close to him. He could even see the vast number of ghosts flowing in it...

Chu Muyun forced himself to look away to prevent his soul from being dragged into it. He took a deep breath, took out a small hammer from his arms, and fiercely chiseled seven parts of his body!

bang bang bang-

Blood splattered and Chu Muyun instantly turned into a bloody man.

But soon after, the wounds on his body began to heal faster. The vitality hidden in his body seemed to be forcibly stimulated by these hammers, temporarily suppressing the weakness brought by the illness. The repaired body regained its color, and the haggardness on his face gradually disappeared.

This secret method of overdrawing the body can keep Chu Muyun in the best combat condition. It is precisely because of this that Chen Ling and others did not realize that he was seriously ill.

Chu Muyun took another step and rushed towards the flowing Styx...

The era of the ghost town that Chu Muyun is in now is exactly the era he wants to go to, which means that the probability of meeting the person he wants to see will increase slightly when he enters the Styx from here.

The hem of his woolen coat danced wildly as he ran. Chu Muyun held a small hammer in his hand and looked at Minghe with an unprecedented firmness.

"I will definitely find you...Chu Wenbin."

……

Swish—swish—swish—

Su Xi's figure kept wandering in the ghost town. As the breath of Yishendao continued to flow, his figure was like a ghost traveling through space, and the naked eye could not predict where he would land next.

Jiang Xiaohua, with her white hair fluttering in the wind, stood quietly in place. The ribbons falling from her upper body moved in the void without wind, like a mysterious spider web intertwined in the wind.

Jiang Xiaohua opened her mouth slightly,

The next second, he spat out a cross that seemed to be made from animal horns.

The cross was completely black with a strange frosted luster, and its surface was engraved with various words and symbols that looked like curses. When it appeared, the temperature around it dropped sharply.

"……Um?"

As the cross was taken out, Su Xi seemed to have noticed something and looked down at his skin.

His body began to turn visibly gray, and strange lumps grew on his originally soft skin, as if some kind of plague had spread through the air and infected Su Xi's body.

Is this... a witch's curse?

Su Xi looked up at Jiang Xiaohua who was standing still, with a look of surprise in his eyes.

He actually hid such a terrifying curse within his own body? Wouldn't his body be affected?

Jiang Xiaohua held the cross in her hand and slowly pointed it in Su Xi's direction. As the direction of the curse became clearer, Su Xi clearly felt that his speed began to decrease continuously, and an unbearable pain and itching spread from his body.

"We can't delay it any longer!"

Su Xi raised his hand, and the shadow of Yishendao behind him also raised his hand, and several white chess pieces were thrown out from his sleeves!

The aura of these chess pieces was as hot as the sun, as if they would explode the surroundings at the next moment. As Su Xi activated the chess god's way, these white chess pieces disappeared out of thin air!

Jiang Xiaohua's figure flashed, and he immediately disappeared from where he was. The next second, the chess pieces were embedded in the space he had been in, and a blinding light suddenly burst out!

Boom boom boom——! ! !

A deafening explosion flooded the streets, and Jiang Xiaohua rushed out from the flames. He opened his mouth again, and a ring fell into his palm. He pointed it at Su Xi from a distance:

"[Winning]."

The flames that were originally burning on his body disappeared instantly, and a fireball flew out from his fingertips, rushing straight towards Su Xi!

Su Xi didn't even bother to dodge. With a slight wave of his hand, the fireball was forced to exchange places with a black spot several kilometers away. A loud explosion was heard from the distance.

"No matter what kind of monster you are, once the chess piece enters your stomach, you will die." Su Xi said in a cold voice.

The crisscrossing chessboard extended from under his feet, directly covering the fast-running Jiang Xiaohua. The latter felt that the surrounding space was blocked by these lines, and her flying figure was directly frozen in mid-air.

"Where are you running to this time?"

Su Xi waved gently.

The handful of chess pieces in his hand that were about to explode disappeared in an instant.

Su Xi's initial idea was to use the chess piece that was about to explode to replace Jiang Xiaohua's internal organs. However, when he activated his power of the chess god to stuff the chess piece into Jiang Xiaohua's body, Jiang Xiaohua's internal organs did not appear in Su Xi's hand as expected...

Instead, there was a strange cursed instrument of unknown origin.

Suki: ...?