I'm Not a Theatre God

Chapter 65 It’s the Qin Army’s Running Dog!

"How is it? Are they chasing us?"

Yan Xicai ran away from the cliff and rushed out for several kilometers before stopping panting.

At this moment, besides Pu Wen who had been following him, there were only eight Aurora City law enforcers left. In the panic just now, almost everyone ran away.

"No." A law enforcer looked back, "It should be safe here."

"Damn... What are the law enforcers in Aurora City doing? They actually let the usurper of fire sneak in." Yan Xicai cursed and said, "Hold them accountable! This matter must be held accountable! I want them to give me an explanation!"

Just as several people were talking, a figure hurriedly ran here.

"Is it the usurper of fire?" Seeing him coming, Yan Xicai's nerves were immediately tense.

"No, it's Xiao Jian." Seeing the man's face, a law enforcer immediately said, "His legs are not very good, and he runs a little slowly."

"He has been following the team... He won't be replaced by the usurper of fire?" Someone in the crowd whispered.

As soon as this sentence came out, everyone's face changed immediately. They looked at Xiao Jian, who was sweating profusely, with vigilance, as if they were afraid of something.

"Master Yan, wait for me..." Xiao Jian limped and staggered from a distance, his face a little pale.

However, before he could get close to the crowd, Yan Xicai said coldly:

"Stop!"

Xiao Jian suddenly froze in place.

"Who are you?"

"I... I'm Xiao Jian." Xiao Jian was frightened and answered incoherently, "My father is Jian Changlin, the gardener in your family... I poured tea for you this morning, don't you remember me?"

Yan Xicai narrowed his eyes and gave a look to the law enforcer beside him, who immediately understood.

He pulled out a short knife from his waist and walked slowly towards Xiao Jian.

"Master Yan, what are you doing..."

"Let me check your identity." Yan Xicai said calmly, "You are walking too slowly. It is possible that you were replaced by the usurper."

"I didn't! Master Yan! I really didn't!" Xiao Jian was immediately anxious, "I ran slowly because my leg was lame. I really wasn't replaced..."

"Whether you were replaced or not, you will know after cutting your face."

The law enforcer walked in front of Xiao Jian, and the cold light of the short knife reflected on his face. Xiao Jian's legs softened and he knelt down with a plop.

"Young Master Yan, don't cut my face... I beg you, I'm already lame, if you cut my face again, how can I survive in the future..."

The law enforcer with a knife hesitated when he saw this. He turned back to look at Yan Xicai, but the latter waved his hand in annoyance,

"Why are you looking at me? Cut it."

"... Sorry, brother."

The law enforcer grabbed Xiao Jian's collar, stabbed the sharp tip of the knife into his cheek, and then cut it down little by little...

A shrill scream came from Xiao Jian's throat, his face twisted in pain, scarlet blood oozing out of his skin, a hideous knife cut across most of his cheek, revealing

There was no other face under the flesh and blood.

The law enforcer put away the short knife, stood up and nodded slightly to Yan Xicai and others, "It's him."

Everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Okay, the crisis is over." Pu Wen glanced at the cliff, "The gang of usurpers didn't chase us, they must have other purposes..."

"As long as they don't come to provoke us, it doesn't matter what they want to do." Yan Xicai said in a deep voice, "As long as 24 hours are over, they will definitely die... Before that, we have more important things to do.

This time, in order to bring you into the ancient Tibetan, I have used all my connections and favors. If I still can't step on the path of the god of war, I will never be able to take charge of the Star Chamber of Commerce in this life."

"It's agreed in advance that I can only use the path of the god of books to help you plunder the murderous aura. Whether you can step on the path of the god of war yourself has nothing to do with me." Pu Wen glanced at him.

"You don't need to remind me."

Yan Xicai's eyes flashed with cruelty, and he waved his hand, "Let's go, hurry up."

Everyone followed Yan Xicai and headed straight into the depths of the ancient Tibetan. In the vast wilderness, only a figure with a bloody face was left, lying on the spot like a corpse.

Xiao Jian struggled to get up, a shocking knife mark pierced his cheek. He stared blankly at the people who were leaving, his eyes full of gloom.

After a moment, he finally came to his senses, gritted his teeth and followed their footsteps step by step...

...

"Is this the interior of the Bingdao Ancient Treasures..."

Under the gray sky, Chen Ling, dressed in a bright red costume, stood alone in the desolate wasteland, muttering to himself.

Chen Ling did not chase any forces. There was still enough time before the Bingdao Ancient Treasures were opened again... During this period of time, it would be better to let the contradictions ferment on their own. He believed that this chaotic fight was far from over, but just stopped temporarily.

In other words, let the bullets fly for a while.

And Chen Ling also needed some time to find a way to steal the Dao base.

He clearly remembered that before entering the ancient treasures, the law enforcement officer who led the team said that when you find resonance from blood and fire, and gather enough murderous aura in the slaughter, you will have a chance to attract the Dao base of Bingshen Dao...

How to do this specifically?

Chen Ling thought as he climbed over a small hill.

Not far from the hill, a narrow gully was embedded in the ground. In the gully, there were ten figures in armor, standing together with weapons, as if they were talking about something.

Looking at their clothes and weapons, they didn't look like people from this era... Is this the ancient murderous projection that the law enforcement officer mentioned?

Chen Ling hesitated for a moment, walked straight down the hill and walked towards the gully.

As soon as he stepped into the gully, the ten armored figures seemed to have noticed something and turned back suddenly.

They stared at Chen Ling in red, as if he was their father's murderer, and shouted:

"It's that Qin army running dog! Kill!!"

The next moment, ten people holding spears rushed towards Chen Ling with murderous intent.

Chen Ling was stunned for a moment. He subconsciously took a step back, and the foot that stepped into the ravine left the original place. Then, the ten armored figures suddenly stopped, as if they had lost their target, and turned around and walked back again.

They put down their weapons and gathered together, as if discussing something.

Chen Ling: ...?

He stepped his right foot into the ravine again thoughtfully, and the ten people suddenly became furious and rushed towards Chen Ling with their weapons!

"It's that Qin Jun running dog! Kill!!"

Chen Ling retracted his foot, and they shut up and looked back again... Chen Ling took another step.

"It's that Qin Jun running dog! Kill!!"

"..."

"It's that Qin Jun running dog! Kill!!"

"..."

Repeated several times in a row, Chen Ling looked at the ten people in the ravine with an extremely strange expression... Aren't these NPCs? !

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