I'm Not a Theatre God

Chapter 343: Murderous Intentions on Ugly Peak

This look is so classic, especially the white ash, which directly distinguishes the clown from the other four masks. It is simple, but the most eye-catching.

Seeing Meihua K coming, the clown almost jumped up from the ground excitedly. He held a stone in one hand and pointed at the small gravel on the ground. He said something to her, as if he wanted to pull her over.

Meihua K just smiled at him and said softly:

"Old Five, I brought people back this time."

The clown was stunned for a moment, half of his face stuck out from Meihua K's waist in confusion, looking at Chen Ling behind him.

Chen Ling smiled politely.

A gust of cold wind blew across the bare clown peak, blowing the gravel on the ground to roll.

The next moment, the clown's face changed.

All the funny and smiling faces on his face disappeared, and his narrow eyes locked onto Chen Ling like pinholes. At this moment, even the white ash could not cover up the eerie weirdness on him...

He just stared at Chen Ling like a eerie ghost living on the dark Ugly Peak.

Chen Ling clearly felt a chill locking onto herself, frowned, and was about to say something, when a terrifying pressure like a hellish devil poured out from the short and ugly figure!

"Old Five?!" Meihua K felt the change in the aura of the clown, and astonishment appeared in his eyes!

The clown, who was originally pulling at the corner of her clothes, disappeared in an instant.

Chen Ling only felt a flash in front of her eyes, and the whole Ugly Peak seemed to come alive. In this world of black, white and gray, the mountains, stones, stone houses, and even Meihua K standing in front of the stone house, all twisted and shook like water waves, sometimes enlarging and sometimes shrinking the deep concave, as if she was in a world in a funhouse mirror.

Chen Ling had already noticed something was wrong, but before he could react, this dazzling world made his eyelids heavier than ever before, and his thoughts almost stagnated!

In this distorted world, there was only one figure, moving forward calmly without interference.

The short clown walked on the uneven ground, his narrow eyes staring at Chen Ling, not hiding his murderous intent. The plum blossom K behind him turned around at an extremely slow speed, stretched out his hand as if to grab him, but only grabbed nothing.

Puff——! !

A pain woke Chen Ling from his chaotic consciousness.

The world like a funhouse mirror exploded, and the clown's weird and funny face almost stuck to his cheek.

Chen Ling looked down in a daze, and a hand had pierced his chest and came out from his back. Scarlet blood dripped from the fingertips of the little hand, and was pulled out forcefully the next moment!

Chen Ling suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and his figure kept retreating backwards, looking at the clown with horror and anger in his eyes!

He wants to kill me? ! !

Chen Ling's back was soaked with cold sweat and blood. He never expected that this clown would suddenly attack him. If he hadn't had a heart, this blow would have killed him directly!

But why? I clearly didn't provoke him, and there was no sign... Why did he want to kill me! ?

The clown was still standing there, his right hand was soaked in blood, his black eyes looked at his palm in confusion, and his eyebrows were wrinkled unconsciously...

He looked coldly at Chen Ling who had escaped again.

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Damn it! He still wants to do it!

Chen Ling retreated without hesitation, and the scarlet robe, with the blessing of [Blood Robe], almost dragged out a residual shadow and swept down the mountain!

This clown looked funny and ugly, but his aura was extremely terrifying, almost surpassing everyone he had seen except Aurora. He had just escaped death because he had no heart at all. He would not be so lucky next time.

The clown narrowed his eyes slightly, and just as he was about to catch up, a figure suddenly blocked his way!

"Old Five! What are you doing?!" Meihua K shouted in a deep voice!

The clown was stunned for a moment, and the fierce light in his face was restrained a little. He raised his hand and pointed in the direction where Chen Ling left, babbling something.

"He is the master's new disciple and your junior brother! Didn't you listen when the master said this?!" Meihua K's eyes rarely showed anger. The clown suddenly attacked Chen Ling and almost killed him, which made her unacceptable.

The clown gestured more desperately with his hands, and the sound of babbling was much higher, as if he was explaining anxiously, but he could not convey any effective information at all. Meihua K frowned more and more tightly.

Seeing that Chen Ling had already fled to the middle of the mountain, the clown gritted his teeth and simply pushed Plum Blossom K away and rushed down!

"Old Five?!!"

Plum Blossom K's pupils shrank slightly. After a moment of hesitation, she reached out and grasped a saber from the void. She rushed down the mountain like a cannonball, and a series of facial makeup appeared on her cheeks!

...

"Yihahaha!"

As soon as Chen Ling rushed out a distance, he heard a burst of laughter coming from beside him. After glancing to the side, he was stunned.

The one who laughed just now was a stone, an ordinary stone lying on his way down the mountain...but at this moment, there was a layer of white ash on the surface of the stone, like the makeup on the clown's face.

Chen Ling's pupils shrank slightly, knowing that this was probably the power of the clown again, and he directly bypassed it and continued to move forward.

"Yihahaha!"

"Yihahahahahahaha!!"

"Yihahahahahahahahahahaha!"

Continuous laughter came from all directions. In just a few seconds, everything around Chen Ling seemed to come alive. The stone steps, soil, and even the disaster passing by under the mountain were all dyed with a layer of color. The funny lime seemed to have turned into countless clown faces, laughing loudly at Chen Ling.

"Ehaha..."

Chen Ling laughed twice subconsciously and then suddenly covered her mouth!

Damn it, what kind of ability is this? !

A strong wind passed behind Chen Ling, and the oppressive feeling of life and death crisis suddenly surged into his heart. Just as his pupils suddenly shrank, a dull loud noise came from behind!

clang--! !

A sword was placed behind Chen Ling, blocking the clown's outstretched palm!

The aftermath of the collision between the two swept out, and the gravel on the mountain was shaken and rolled down like raindrops.

Chen Ling looked back and saw Meihua K in cheongsam standing on the steps holding a knife. Her face was as white as jade, her willow-leaf-like eyebrows were raised, and under her apricot red eye makeup, she had a pair of sharp and extremely powerful eyes. The oppressive eyes!

The clown's hand collided with the sword, and he grinned in pain. He put it to his mouth and blew hard. His narrow eyes looked past the plum blossom K in front of him and locked onto Chen Ling's figure again.

Seeing this look, Chen Ling's heart sank again!

Oops...are you trying to quarrel with me? !

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