The maid of Moxiang was stunned. This man turned out to be a pervert!

Wu Ma was also stunned. Even if I am a pervert, I will not kiss such a woman, okay!

The paper-washing boy was even more confused. Originally, she was just a king of Shun, but now even the kid from Duanguo wants to rob a woman with herself, is she too attractive?

No, absolutely not. The paper-washing scholar grabbed Wu Ma Xin's shoulders and pulled him back hard, knocking him directly to the ground. But to his surprise, the maid of Moxiang also followed. The posture of the two has not changed, but it has changed from standing to lying down.

He desperately pulled the body of the maid Moxiang, but he couldn't separate the two, and his face turned green with anger.

Although he is called a scholar, he is actually nearly half a hundred years old, and the ink maid he has a crush on is also a half-old. And Wu Ma Xin has not yet reached the age of establishment, they, they are ......

The paper-washing boy jumped back, took out a stack of paper figures from his arms, and threw them into the air, suddenly turning into a dozen white-clothed teenagers with steel knives, handsome in appearance, but their bodies were a little thinner.

Those paper men raised their steel knives, but they didn't know how to start, after all, the ink fragrance maid was on top, blocking the heart of the witch horse.

The paper-washing boy shouted, "Separate them." ”

"Tsk......" The paper man agreed, pulling the ink-scented maid and dragging it down violently. These paper figures look thin, but the few in their hands are not light. They suddenly used their strength to turn the two of them over, replacing them with the ink fragrance maid on the top and the witch horse on the top.

Hiss...... Did these two people put glue on their mouths?

"No matter how much. The paper-washing boy said, "Hack this guy to death!"

The ......paper figure flew up and slashed hard at Wu Maxin's back. As soon as the knife went down, the skin on the back was opened, and the blood flowed...... However, in the midst of the lightning and fire, the blood flowed back and the flesh healed again. I saw that the paper man looked confused.

The paper figures formed a circle, and the steel knife in their hands slashed down frantically, exhausted and panting, but there was no scar left on Wu Maxin's back. The paper man listlessly spread his hands towards the paper-washing scholar, looking helpless.

"Ah!" The paper-washing boy was so angry that he jumped on the ground, but he didn't dare to use a killer move, after all, the maid of Moxiang was also there, and he couldn't bear to burn the jade.

When he was finally full, he burped and felt very comfortable.

Wu Ma slammed up from the ink fragrance maid, and his lips suddenly swollen several times. What is going on, Wu Ma's heart was confused for a while, but he knew in his heart that it must be the ghosts of these ancient giant beasts in his body.

The maid of Moxiang was lying on the ground, her eyes glazed. The dark ink of decades of penance was sucked clean by this guy. She's finished, her reputation is gone, and her skills are gone......

The childish wow-wow-wow- The paper man grew when he saw the wind, and he grew a few feet high. It defied the witch horse's heart, its fingers clenching.

The seven-colored paper man is the housekeeping skill of the paper washing bookboy.

Anyone who practices this technique must prepare a quiet room, a number of seven-colored paper, a piece of bluestone, 49 inches long, 7 inches wide, 49 minutes thick, and a table by the east, with paper, pencil and cinnabar. All things are ready, until the middle of the night, in the quiet room, the seven-colored paper is stacked together in the order of white, yellow, red, blue, purple, and black, glued together, cut into a paper figure, seven inches high, a total of forty-nine paper-cut people, each cut a mantra once, take a breath, blow on the paper, can be formed. At this time, the paper figure is not enough to resist the enemy, and it is necessary to kill people and sacrifice, and soak it in human blood for 7749 days to increase mana.

The seven-colored paper man grabbed down with his hand, but Wu Maxin did not dodge, reached out and gathered a golden knife, and stabbed it at the palm of his hand.

With a "choking" sound, the paper figure was not damaged, but bent the golden knife a lot.

This paper man was invulnerable? This was beyond Wu Maxin's expectations, he dodged and jumped out of the palm of the paper man's hand, and a fire dragon flew out of his hand.

As long as you are paper, you will be afraid of fire after all!

When the paper figure encountered the fire, it quickly burned into a ball, and the flames soared into the sky. The paper-washing scholar watched quietly, not worried at all, but leaned down and asked the maid Moxiang: "Moxiang, are you okay?"

The firelight reflected the ink-scented maid's face crimson. She shook her head, her eyes full of disappointment and anger.

"Don't worry. The paper-washing boy said, "When I solve this guy, I'll take you away and fly away, let's find a place where no one is around, and live a peaceful life." ”

The fire on the paper man is still burning.

"Get by. Two tears dripped from the corners of the ink fragrance maid's eyes, "How can I have any days to live...... Wash the paper, if you really still miss the old love, let me wash away the shame happily. ”

"Ink ......"

"Can you help me?"

"I ...... Okay, I'll help. ”

The maid finally showed a pale smile.

The fire on the paper man was extinguished, but instead of becoming a pile of flying ashes, it turned into a bronzed skin, which looked even more majestic and mighty.

Wu Ma frowned, this guy is neither afraid of knives nor fire, so what else can be done to deal with it?

The bronze paper man shook his body and punched Wu Ma heart. Wu Ma Xin ducked to the side, and a stone was smashed to pieces.

Obediently, this is still a paper man, it's simply King Kong possessed.

The bronze paper man chased and fought all the way, and Wu Ma's heart flashed and moved, and the two of them were effortless.

With tears in his eyes, the paper-washing boy took out a small pink paper figure from his arms. She was so beautiful, with white skin, ruddy face and lips, and a light and thin body that seemed to float away as if the wind blew. She just smiled and didn't speak.

"Alas......" The paper-washing scholar sighed, put the paper man on the forehead of the ink maid, the ink maid disappeared instantly, and the little paper man trembled, and his face was flushed.

The paper-washing boy sat cross-legged and threw a few pieces of rune paper. The rune paper burned to ashes in the air, and the paper-washing scholar turned into a pile of dry bones, and a blue light flew into the eyes of the pink paper man.

He could have done otherwise, but the maid was gone, and he had lost the hope and meaning of living.

Forget it, as long as you're together, why care where it is.

The bronze paper man is still chasing Wu Ma Xin, which makes Wu Ma Xin have a headache.

"Forget it, don't run. Wu Ma Xin suddenly stopped, and the bronze paper figure couldn't stand the inertia for a while, and hit Wu Ma Xin's body straight up. Wu Maxin took a few steps back, and the bronze paper figure was not very comfortable, so he rubbed his chest vigorously.

Wu Ma Xin originally thought that the bronze paper figure would ask something like "why didn't you run away", and he had already prepared a domineering response. Unexpectedly, the bronze paper figure just rubbed his body, and then punched him again.

What a human guy!

Well, it doesn't seem to be a problem, it's not human.

Wu Ma's heart evoked the bronze aura in his bones, and his body exuded a faint golden light. This is the ancient treasure that Uncle Gong Breaker has integrated into his body, and I believe that it is easy to deal with a paper man.

When the bronze paper figure punched him in the chest, he realized that he had thought it wrong, and that it would take not only a lot of bragging, but maybe even bragging.

The thing is, he's an honest guy and doesn't brag.

Wu Ma Xin felt a cracking sound in his chest, followed by a burst of ancient aura flowing and repairing, which felt no better than the inkstone of the black-faced door god.

Come and don't be rude, you also eat my punch.

Wu Ma clenched his fists in his heart, flew up, and slammed into the chest of the bronze paper man, as heavy as thunder.

A familiar cracking sound came again, but the bronze paper figure on the other side did not respond, so the sound ...... Holy, my hands!

Wu Maxin withdrew his fist, and the familiar aura once again filled his palm. This is not a bad thing, when all these bones are broken, it will become a real steel and iron bone.

That's it.

Wu Ma made up his mind and fought against this bronze paper figure. Wu Ma Xin would change positions to meet the paper man and fist every time, and the bones all over his body kept shattering, and then repaired again, until every inch of his skin emitted a faint golden light.

The little pink paper figure sat aside, his hands on his cheeks, and looked at the two strange people with a puzzled face. They punched and kicked, where it looked like a fight, it was clearly a game.

The bronze paper figure is indeed powerful, but it also has one biggest weakness, the brain is not bright enough. You run, and it chases. You stop, it hits. You fight, and it fights back. That's all.

The two of them chatted for a long time, and even King Shun yawned when they looked at it.

Wu Ma Xin repaired his bones while thinking of a way to deal with the big man in front of him.

It's better to give it a try and bury it.

Wu Ma made up his mind, and still fought back and forth with the bronze paper figures, but secretly exercised his courage.

The ground began to soften and shook slightly, cracking a few tiny crevices. The gaps continue to increase, like the cracks of porcelain, but each fine line does not thicken, but only thickens. The underground river is about to move, and finally squeezes the water out of the cracks. The water droplet poked its head out, observed the movement outside, and quickly retracted, back and forth several times, and then boldly ran to the ground and walked along the gap.

There is more and more water, and the crevices are dyed pale blue, and they are flowing beautifully.

With a "boom", the entire ground quickly sank and turned into a swamp.

The witch horse heart and the bronze paper figure slowly sank downward, and soon reached the waist. The bronze paper man didn't care, and was still fighting with Wu Ma Xin with punches and kicks.

Wu Ma Xin suddenly grabbed the bronze paper man's hand and dragged it downward, and the two of them immediately sank into the swamp, the gap quickly closed, and the ground became dry and hard again, burying them in the ground.

The little pink paper figure stood up curiously, jumped to the ground, and jumped hard, with a weird smile on his face.

A round stone on the ground rolled half a circle. The little paper man's eyes lit up, and he flew lightly to the stone.

The stone rolled outward twice, and the heart of the witch horse came out of the ground. He opened his eyes, but he didn't see the little pink paper figure. "Hee-hee", laughter came from his head.

"Hee-hee, hee-hee. ”