Chapter 470 Natural Enemy

Ugly Peak.

"Aiya~"

In front of the stone hut, a short figure was lying on the ground in the shape of a "big" character, playing with the stones in his hand and yawning lazily.

Guarding the Ugly Peak was the mission of the clown. He had been scolded by his master several times for sneaking into the ancient Xidao Tibetan to watch Chen Ling's class, so today he could only guard here honestly... If he kept running around, the master would punish him by not allowing him to eat, which the clown could never accept.

Then, just when he was bored, he suddenly seemed to notice something, and the whole person jumped up from the ground!

"Aiya?!!"

The clown looked back in the direction of the ancient Xidao Tibetan, and his little face covered with white ash showed a rare cold and ferocious look, like a beast that felt the breath of the enemy, and every hair on his body stood up!

The clown clenched his teeth, as if he wanted to rush into the ancient Xidao Repository immediately, but as soon as he took a step, he took it back in a tangle...

His mission was to guard the Chou Peak, and as for the ancient Xidao Repository, he didn't need to take action.

Even so, the clown still stared at that direction, as if at the end of the void, something terrible was brewing.

...

"That's...?!"

Ning Ruyu and the other four stood up from their seats suddenly, their faces extremely ugly.

"Is it a disaster?!"

"What a weird face..."

"Is that the 'mockery' that the master mentioned? How did it run out of the body of the junior brother?!"

The weird atmosphere spread in the theater, and everyone stared at the black mask on the stage, as if facing a great enemy... At the same time, "Chen Ling" was also staring at them.

[Audience Expectation -1]

[Current Expectation: 73%]

The scarlet eyes seemed to have some kind of magic. Just being watched made people feel helpless as if everything was being spied on. "Chen Ling" walked towards the edge of the stage step by step, and his red robe fluttered without wind.

However, just as he was about to leave the edge of the stage, his footsteps suddenly stopped...

Invisible ripples spread in the void, completely separating the stage from the audience, like an insurmountable "wall".

The fourth wall!

Seeing this scene, Ning Ruyu and others relaxed their tense nerves.

"No wonder the master wants to teach the little apprentice here... It seems that he had guessed that there would be such an accident?"

"If it is really a 'ridicule' disaster, sealing it in the fourth wall is indeed the best choice. After all, if it gets out of control, the ancient collection of opera will be turned upside down..." The last corner also breathed a sigh of relief.

Everyone was sighing at the master's wisdom, but the young man's face at this moment did not relax at all.

He looked at "Chen Ling" on the stage, wondering what he was thinking.

The next moment, "Chen Ling" moved.

His palm slowly raised, the scarlet sleeves slid down naturally, and his fingertips reached straight to the empty wall in front of him...

[Audience Expectation Value -1]

[Current Expectation Value: 72%]

As "Chen Ling"'s fingertips touched the fourth wall, the smile on his mouth became more and more intense, and the scarlet corners of his mouth, like hooks, opened wildly, and then he suddenly stepped forward and went through the edge of the stage!

"Audience", crossed the fourth wall!

Seeing this scene, Ning Ruyu and others were shocked!

"How is this possible?! No one can cross the fourth wall... Even if it is the ninth level, it is impossible!"

On the other hand, the master was not surprised at all. He looked at the "audience" on the stage, and their eyes collided in the void. I don't know what he was thinking.

Ning Ruyu watched "Chen Ling" completely get rid of the fourth wall and was about to walk off the stage, and a cold light flashed in his eyes!

He snorted coldly, and a spear appeared out of thin air, which he held tightly in his hand, and his momentum was rising!

At this moment, the master's voice sounded calmly:

"Ruyu, do you want to kill your junior brother?"

Ning Ruyu was stunned and immediately put down the spear in his hand. He had just attracted all his attention to the "audience" mask, and almost forgot that this body belonged to his junior brother... If he stabbed it with a spear, I'm afraid his junior brother would be killed.

Knowing that the "mocking" disaster controlled Chen Ling and that a world-destroying disaster was rampant, the people of Xidao Ancient Tibetan had no way to deal with it at this moment, because the person wearing this mask at this moment was their junior brother.

"Master, what should we do?!" Mojiao couldn't help asking.

"Since we can't hurt him, let's trap him."

Ning Ruyu reacted very quickly. He raised his hand and grabbed in the void. A stack of CD boxes appeared in his palm. As he threw these boxes towards Chen Ling, the discs reflecting the "audience"'s face quickly folded and unfolded, and countless worlds were taking shape frantically!

Dozens of movie worlds were like cages, suppressing "Chen Ling" in them. The environment around him kept changing, sometimes it was the space universe, sometimes it was the neighborhood alley, sometimes it was a horror haunted house, and sometimes it was a magic castle... The shackles of "story" were on his shoulders, making him more and more distant from "reality".

[Audience expectation value -1]

[Current expectation value: 71%]

"There is an intruder!"

"Is he also an accomplice of Voldemort?! Kill him!"

Noisy voices came from the ancient castle in the distance. One by one, black shadows drove brooms and swooped down from the night sky. As the slender magic wand was raised, dense magic poured down!

But "Chen Ling", who was wearing a red opera robe, stood there like a sculpture, as if she didn't care about all this, letting countless magics submerge her figure!

Boom boom boom——! !

The radiance of magic bloomed everywhere, and the earth shattered in the roar,

Only a vermilion figure stood in the smoke and dust in the sky. Even if everything around him was reduced to nothing, his body was still spotless, as if those attacks could not hurt him at all.

"how so?"

In the theater, when several senior brothers saw this scene, the confusion in their eyes became more and more intense, "The fourth wall can't stop him, and even the movie performance has no impact on him?"

At the same time, the master who had always remained silent finally spoke;

"This is normal."

Ning Ruyu and others turned to look at him.

"The 'mockery' of [mockery] disaster is the mockery of ridicule... Its essence is the malicious 'audience'." The master paused for a moment, "The fourth wall that was created to protect the audience has nothing to do with it. meaning; and in front of the 'audience', the story itself is false and exists to provide emotional value...

No story or performance can harm the ‘audience’. "

"Any story or performance will not work?" Mojiao was stunned for a moment, "Doesn't that mean..."

"That's right."

The master took a deep breath and spoke slowly:

"[Mockery] Disaster... is the absolute natural enemy of our Xi Dao Gu Zang, and even the entire Xi Shen Dao."