I'm Not a Theatre God

Chapter 517 The Embroidered Country of All Things

Under the moon, the wolf eyes moved slightly, locking onto an old figure in the embroidery room through the French window. The cold murderous intent mixed with the moonlight soaked the ground, like frost.

Xiao Chunping held the embroidery needle in one hand and sat quietly in front of a messy embroidery picture. The intricate embroidery threads were intertwined on the cloth, vaguely outlining the outline of a museum...

She raised her fingertips lightly, and the embroidery needle stabbed at a certain point again.

Dong——! !

A dull loud noise came from under the floor. Nie Yu's wolf eyes locked onto Xiao Chunping's position. Just as he was about to make a move, the ground under his feet collapsed!

Countless fine embroidery threads intertwined with each other. From a distance, it looked like an extremely large embroidery needle, passing through the ground under Nie Yu's feet. In the blink of an eye, it pierced a circular abyss several meters wide. The embroidery threads were entangled in Nie Yu's limbs, dragging him madly deep into the ground!

As if in an endless abyss, Nie Yu was dragged down at a high speed. The ground where the museum was located was getting farther and farther away from his vision. The next moment, densely packed characters jumped into the abyss and rushed towards him!

The narrow space and the falling body almost blocked all of Nie Yu's retreat routes, but he did not panic. Instead, the killing intent in the wolf's eyes became even stronger.

"【Sharp Wire】."

Nie Yu's palm holding the hunting knife spun under his body, and the invisible sharp wire immediately cut off the embroidery silk wrapped around his body. Then, he fiercely stabbed the cave wall with a knife, and his falling figure gradually slowed down.

After he stabilized his body on the cave wall, he used the force to step on the cave wall, and almost swept back to the surface along the cave wall, but the overwhelming embroidery was also surging down.

Nie Yu held the hunting knife in one hand and the hunting rifle in the other. His whole body was covered in black. He rushed into the surging embroidery group at a high speed. The sharp wire and the exploding bullets were output crazily, and he forcibly killed a bloody path from it!

"What a strong [Heavenly Wolf]." In the distance, Chen Ling stopped the car in the open space near the museum, and stared at Nie Yu who was gradually coming out from the ground with a pair of apricot-red eyes.

In the Aurora Realm, Chen Ling has also seen many owners of the [Heavenly Wolf] path, from Xi Renjie who is only at the second level to the seventh-level law enforcement officers, but none of them is like Nie Yu, who reveals the wildness and ferocity of the wolf from the depths of his eyes, like a real hunter.

Chen Ling even suspected that if Nie Yu was born in the era of the nine realms and given enough time to grow, the position of the leader of the [Heavenly Wolf] in the Aurora Realm would probably change... He was born for the [Heavenly Wolf] path.

Bang——! !

With a gunshot, many embroidery pictures flew out of the abyss. Nie Yu rushed out from the ground covered in blood. With a step on the ground, his figure passed through all obstacles like a ghost, passing through the first and second floor slabs and walls, holding a knife and killing to the door of the embroidery room!

The blade of the hunting knife was not stained with blood, because the characters in the embroidery pictures did not have flesh and blood. Only a few scattered embroidery threads fell from the blade to the ground... Nie Yu stood in the dim corridor, his wolf eyes staring at the old figure in the room through the door.

He slowly raised his hand, opened the door, and the bloody footprints stepped into the embroidery room step by step.

That was the blood he shed in the fight.

"Your methods are very powerful." Nie Yu said calmly, "Unfortunately, you seem to be far inferior to me in fighting... Without those embroidery pictures, with your old and weak body, you can never be my opponent."

Xiao Chunping sat quietly in front of the French window, still holding an embroidery needle in her hand, and the frosty moonlight made her old hair seem to be plated with silver edges.

"Young man, judging people by appearance is not a good habit." She spoke hoarsely.

"This is not judging people by appearance... I can see that your life should be coming to an end?" Nie Yu's wolf eyes stared at Xiao Chunping's figure, "You are too old, and it seems that your lungs are not very good? An old lady with one foot half in the grave, even if her rank is higher than mine, may not be better at fighting than me."

"Oh?"

Xiao Chunping narrowed her eyes slightly, "Young man... are you good at fighting?"

"I have also seen one or two guys with abilities, but they are not as good as me... My abilities seem to be born for fighting." Nie Yu held the hunting knife, his tone calm and confident.

In this era, the existence of the Fourteen Shinto is not known to everyone, let alone a pure wild Shinto owner like Nie Yu. He only knows that he is very strong, and if he follows this path, he will become stronger and stronger.

"Hehe." Xiao Chunping chuckled, "Young man, you still have too little experience... When I was young, I also met a guy who followed the same path as you. He was about the same age as you, but stronger than you."

A cold light flashed in Nie Yu's eyes, "Where is he?"

"He... is dead. He died of old age about five or six years ago." Xiao Chunping shook her head,

"No matter how strong you are, no matter how good you are at fighting, it doesn't mean you can defeat the years and time. There may be only a few paths and a few people in this world who can compete with the years... But a 'soldier' ​​who can only kill can't do it."

Nie Yu frowned more and more, he snorted coldly, holding the knife and walked straight towards Xiao Chunping.

"I may not be able to defeat the years... but now, I can kill you."

"What a pity..."

Xiao Chunping said lightly, "You can't even kill me."

After the words fell, Xiao Chunping gently loosened her fingertips holding the embroidery needle, and the slender embroidery needle fell silently with a strand of embroidery silk. As it touched the floor under her feet, ripples in the void followed!

An extremely terrifying aura swept out from Xiao Chunping's body, and Nie Yu's wolf eyes shrank slightly, and instinctively made the hair on his body stand up!

He didn't have time to think about it. He held the hunting knife in one hand and swung it at Xiao Chunping's neck in an instant!

His intuition told him that he had to kill Xiao Chunping immediately!

But before the sharp wire touched Xiao Chunping's body, the distance between the two began to widen wildly. The wooden floor that was originally spliced ​​together naturally now seemed to be woven from embroidery silk and began to stretch infinitely...

Not only that, the ground under the high chair where Xiao Chunping sat suddenly stirred, as if all the materials around her had turned into embroidery silk products!

The floor-to-ceiling window automatically opened a gap, and the high chair seemed to come alive. In the blink of an eye, it became an embroidery silk oriental dragon carrying Xiao Chunping's body, carrying her out of the window at a high speed.

Under the frosty moon, a carefully embroidered oriental dragon rose from the museum to the sky. A gray-haired old man sat calmly on it, gazing at the museum below with deep eyes...

At this moment, the entire museum was surging like waves. The corridors, chairs, bedrooms, willow trees, rockery... Everything began to return to their original appearance. A huge "museum" embroidered picture gradually revealed its fangs around Nie Yu.

Qingshen Dao, [Embroidery Master] Path Domain:

——[Embroidery Kingdom of All Things].

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