Chapter 900: Fake Play Becomes Real

Fake Play Becomes Real

"Cough cough cough..."

In the barren snowy field, the Hemp-Clad Youth coughed up blood while pulling Ah Qian and walking into the distance.

Han Dong and the others protected him, occasionally looking back in the direction of that city. Seeing that no one was chasing out, they finally let out a long sigh of relief.

"Saved..."

"Fortunately Big Sister Wu Qiong helped us block them just now..." Ah Qian spoke with lingering fear.

"Brother Li, are you okay?" Han Dong looked at the Hemp-Clad Youth's injuries and asked worriedly.

The Hemp-Clad Youth's constitution was already somewhat weak, and this time he was pressed to the ground and beaten by over a dozen people. Being able to hold on until now was already a miracle. At this moment, he seemed like he was about to fall apart, and could only barely move forward by leaning on Han Dong's support.

"I'm fine..." The Hemp-Clad Youth's voice was extremely hoarse. "What about those people? They didn't chase after us, right?"

"It's good they didn't chase..."

In this escape, the number of people around the Hemp-Clad Youth became fewer and fewer. Originally a team of fully forty to fifty people, now only he, Ah Qian, Han Dong, and two other youths covered in injuries remained. Including the Hemp-Clad Youth, there were only five people in total.

Although they escaped with their lives, the suppression in their hearts grew increasingly dense...

Before entering this Ancient Vault, did these few youths ever imagine that things would develop to the current stage?

The Hemp-Clad Youth looked up at the sky, confusion flashing in his eyes.

Right at this moment, a faint voice came from the wind and snow.

"Your lives are quite tough huh... actually managing to escape alive."

Everyone trembled all over, and instantly looked vigilantly in the direction the voice came from!

They only saw that in the wind and snow not far away, a Great Crimson Theatrical Robe was leaning against a snow mound, looking at them with a smile...

"Red, Six of Hearts??" The moment Han Dong saw this mask, his calves trembled slightly. He had seen Chen Ling kill people with his own eyes. Compared to Chen Ling, Zhu Chong just now was simply an unweaned child.

How could he be here? Wasn't he taken away by that man wearing a Bowler Hat?

Seeing Chen Ling, the Hemp-Clad Youth's originally confused eyes sank slightly.

"So you're still alive..."

"Thanks to you."

Chen Ling carried the Bone-Stripping Knife and slowly walked towards them. Although he was alone, his aura was even stronger than an army of thousands of horses and soldiers.

"I said, I would come find you... The words spoken by me, Six of Hearts, have always been kept."

"Our Brother Li isn't even an Emperor Candidate now! He has no way to threaten you guys anymore!" Han Dong mustered his courage and shouted at Chen Ling. Subsequently, he braced himself and blocked in front of the Hemp-Clad Youth, "If you want to kill him, you'll have to step over my dead body first!"

"Truly a loyal hound protecting its master..."

Chen Ling sneered. With a light wave of the Bone-Stripping Knife, a bloody gash was torn open on Han Dong's chest. His entire person was sent flying back a dozen meters, falling into the snow, life or death unknown!

"Han Dong!"

The Hemp-Clad Youth's expression changed abruptly. Just as he was about to step forward, two eerie fingers thrust out like lightning, deadly pinching his throat!

"Brother Xiao Li!!" Ah Qian exclaimed in shock.

"If you don't want him to die, you guys better not move." The eyes beneath Chen Ling's mask swept over the people around. That terrifying killing intent forcefully forced Ah Qian and the other two back. They could only watch helplessly as Chen Ling pinched the Hemp-Clad Youth's neck, suspending him in mid-air.

"You... what do you want to do?" The Hemp-Clad Youth tightly gripped Chen Ling's wrist, but couldn't shake those iron-tongs-like fingers at all. His face gradually flushed red due to suffocation.

"I just want to know one thing."

"Wh... what?"

"People like you... are you really not afraid of death?"

Chen Ling looked into Li Fu's eyes, his own eyes full of mockery.

This sudden question made Li Fu stun for a moment. He didn't know what kind of crazy nerve the other party had struck...

"I only know... you are doing this in vain." Li Fu laboriously squeezed these words out of his throat, staring fixedly into Chen Ling's eyes.

"You cannot kill me... this Script, won't work."

The voice of this sentence was very soft, only Chen Ling and Li Fu could hear it.

Surprise flashed in Chen Ling's eyes. Subsequently, like a madman who had discovered a new amusement, he laughed crazily,

"That's right! You are right! As long as I want to kill you, whether it's 'past' or 'present', I will be stopped by those Emperor Remnants... Your fate is truly too good, so good that even heaven is saving you...

I indeed cannot kill you, but I can torture you, can't I?"

The Hemp-Clad Youth's brows rose slightly.

Under the Hemp-Clad Youth's gaze, Chen Ling casually pulled Ah Qian over from the side, and pressed the blade of the Bone-Stripping Knife against her throat.

"What do you want to do?!"

"I said it, as long as I have killing intent towards you, the Script will madly rush towards an uncontrollable direction. This is like playing a game that is bound to lose. No matter how many times I try, the ultimate ending is my failure..." Chen Ling spoke indifferently,

"But what if, I don't kill you?"

Chen Ling pressed the blade a fraction deeper into Ah Qian's neck. Drops of bright red blood trailed along the tip of the blade and dripped onto the snow.

"I won't kill you, but I can kill everyone around you!" Chen Ling's hoarse voice seemed to be mocking something,

"I want to see if any Emperor will come to stop me this time!!"

"Stop!"

Seeing the fresh blood at Ah Qian's neck, the Hemp-Clad Youth's face instantly changed!

He could feel that Chen Ling wasn't bluffing this time, he truly wanted to kill Ah Qian!!

Perhaps just as Chen Ling said, this Ancient Vault would only protect him alone. As for what happened to the people around him, the Ancient Vault didn't care at all... This meant that Ah Qian would really die before his eyes!

"Let her go! Let her go!!!"

The Hemp-Clad Youth struggled frantically, his legs continuously kicking blindly in the air. But because his injuries were too severe, he couldn't even kick the corner of Chen Ling's clothes. He could only writhe like a fish on a chopping block.

Chen Ling watched as the Hemp-Clad Youth's eyes, besides extreme anger and hatred, showed a deep trace of despair... He knew that the emotional buildup was almost done.

[This Ancient Vault will protect Li Fu, will protect the 'future Emperor'. This point, Chen Ling cannot change...]

[Li Fu is also an actor on this Stage. As long as there is an Emperor protecting him, he is the hardest character to kill...]

[As the director, Chen Ling cannot kick a character with strong backing out of the cast. So he can only add scenes for Li Fu without interfering with the bottom line of his 'backing'.]

[The name of this scene is called Despair.]

[It is also the scene that the character Li Fu is most unwilling to play in his entire life.]

The mockery and killing intent in Chen Ling's eyes had already grown to the extreme. He raised the Bone-Stripping Knife high in his hand, and fiercely stabbed towards Ah Qian's chest!

"No——!!!"

Seeing that blade about to pierce into Ah Qian's chest, the Hemp-Clad Youth let out a shrill and angry roar!

In extreme despair and anger, the Hemp-Clad Youth's pupils abruptly filled with blood, becoming a patch of scarlet...

His originally frail and powerless arms seemed to be injected with endless terrifying strength in this moment! Those scar-covered arms actually forcefully pried open Chen Ling's five fingers. As he threw a fierce punch, unparalleled power smashed Chen Ling directly into the earth!

Boom——!!

A loud bang!

Chen Ling's mask shattered together with the earth, web-like cracks spreading in all directions. He violently spurted a mouthful of fresh blood, his aura instantly withering!

Not only Chen Ling, at this time Ah Qian and the others were also dumbfounded.

"Brother Xiao Li..."

Ah Qian looked at Li Fu's back in shock... This time, his back was no longer that of the frail Hemp-Clad Youth. At some unknown point, his figure had already transformed into the appearance of an adult. The broad back was filled with extreme Oppressive Aura!

He wore a set of rough hemp clothes. Standing in front of the deep pit, his entire body exuded a tyrannical aura!

He looked down at the blood-spitting Chen Ling in the deep pit, his eyes filled with scarlet.

"If you want to kill my people... this is the outcome."