King Shun saw that all the four capable people under his command were defeated by Wu Ma Xin, and he couldn't help but feel weak for a while, such four people couldn't stop him, I'm afraid that this small piece of paper in front of him was even more useless, so it was better to run away quickly. He quietly glanced at the soldiers around him, and his body slowly stepped back.

Wu Ma Xin stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and the little paper figure fell lightly in front of him, covering his mouth and laughing.

This paper figure is too small to stop King Shun's fat body at all.

"Run!" Wu Ma frowned, stared at the little paper figure in front of him and said, "You blocked me from killing King Shun, just to escape for that waste?"

"I'm blocking you from killing King Shun?" the little paper man smiled like a flower, grabbed it with his right hand at will, and already carried King Shun's head in his hand. The fat body fell to the ground with a thud. The little paper man said: "Me and you are between us, and we have nothing to do with others. ”

Wu Ma was taken aback, this operation is really not something that ordinary people can understand.

Several soldiers who were originally guarding King Shun were dumbfounded, and they were stunned for half a pillar of incense, and then they ran away with a shout. In fact, no one cared about their lives at all, and no one chased them, but they ran like wolves behind them.

"Surprised?" said the little paper man, smiling, "because he's a doppelganger at all, and if he's dead, he's dead." With that, she flicked her hand, and King Shun's head disappeared, and half of the dead wood fell to the ground.

The headless corpse in the distance also turned into half a dead log.

There is no doubt that it must be Mu Yangting, but what is going on with all this?

The little paper man smiled: "Are you thinking about an old man?"

"Yes. ”

"Are you confused?"

"Yes. ”

"Then I'll tell you about it. The little paper figure sat on the ground, her hands on her knees, and she looked like a little woman, making it hard to imagine that she had just killed someone with a snap of her fingers.

The little paper man spoke: "I'm a fan girl, I don't have much ability, but I don't have a small temper, I just like to destroy everything, including this disgusting land, including you." ”

Wu Ma Xin also sat down and asked, "Are you planning to let me die?"

"Pretty much. Fan Meiniang said, "Actually, King Shun has been killed a long time ago, and the King Shun you see now is a woman from Duanguo pretending to be." This woman is very powerful and can have countless doppelgangers, so no one can tell which one is her own deity. ”

Sure enough, it was Mu Yangting, and Wu Ma's heart sank.

But the question is, why did she kill King Shun?

Fan Meiniang said: "She was brought back by Zi Song Gongzi after returning from Duanguo, and the first thing she did after coming back was to imprison King Shun, who also rejected foreign races, and put a bunch of wooden clones outside, which is very strange." Fan Meiniang also frowned, looking like she couldn't figure it out.

The purpose of this is probably only known to the real King Shun.

Wu Ma Xin asked, "Where is the real King Shun?"

"On the Dingyang Mountain at the junction of Rongzhou and Yizhou. Fan Meiniang didn't hide it, "It's just that, alas, I'm afraid you won't be able to see King Shun if you go." ”

Wu Ma Xin asked, "Why?"

"Because ......" Fan Meiniang just said two words gently, and then immediately said sharply as if she had changed a person, "Are you finished?"

Fan Meiniang said softly: "I just want him to die and understand." ”

Fan Meiniang said sharply: "A dead man, I don't understand what's important, I think you just have a crush on him." ”

Fan Meiniang said softly: "I have a crush on him, joke!"

Fan Meiniang said sharply: "Then don't stop me from doing it, solve him immediately." ”

Fan Meiniang said softly: "I just want to ask him one more word, and I will kill him after he finishes speaking." ”

Fan Meiniang said sharply: "What do you ask? Do you still want to ask him if he is the same, a kiss is in love?"

Fan Meiniang said softly: "You!"

Fan Meiniang said sharply: "Get out, I just believe you wrong." ”

With that, Fan Mei Niang raised her hand and struck, and her sharp nails drew an arc in the air.

Wu Ma Xin was already stunned, but suddenly saw his fingernails scratching, and hurriedly took a few steps back. The nails swept into the air, cutting a large tree on the side in two.

The seemingly weak little paper figure has such terrifying power.

"Hey, hey. Fan Meiniang said in a deep voice, "I am light, so there is no weight in my eyes, and I am weak, so there is no strong one under my finger." Ha ha. ”

Fan Mei Niang perched forward, as if blown by the wind, and her aura firmly locked the heart of the witch horse.

Wu Ma Xin raised his hand and gathered into a steel fork and stabbed forward. Fan Meiniang didn't dodge, just swiped lightly with her fingertips, and the steel fork suddenly shattered into two from the middle.

Wu Ma Xin released the steel fork in time, so that he could save his arm.

Is this woman schizophrenic?

Wu Ma's heart was condensed, and a round golden ball was generated on his chest. He threw it hard, and the golden ball smashed on Fan Meiniang's head. Fan Meiniang's eyes kept staring at Wu Maxin, she didn't even look at it, and with a slight stroke of her fingertips, the golden ball had already split in half, falling heavily on the ground, smashing the ground into a big hole.

"Hehe, I've said it all, there's nothing solid under my fingers, and you still don't believe it. Fan Meiniang let out a terrifying laugh, with an unstoppable expression on her face, "As long as you look down on everything in this world from the bottom of your heart, then everything in this world will become vulnerable." All power is born out of your fear. ”

Hiss...... Wu Ma's heart was shocked. I have to admit that she has a point.

It makes sense, but how many people can actually do it?

Half of the golden ball on the ground suddenly rolled, and a figure came out of the ground, it was the bronze paper figure buried in the ground before.

The bronze paper figure shook his head, shook his body again, and dusted off the dirt, his face still expressionless, without the joy of being reborn, and without the hatred that was calculated.

People have seven emotions and six desires, but they are not as free and easy as paper people, there is no strong enemy if there is no fear, and there is no sorrow and joy.

The bronze paper figure stared at Wu Ma's heart and walked towards him with open hands. There is no emotion in his eyes, only a mission. Killing the witch horse heart is not hatred, it is just an order from the master.

Fan Meiniang said in a deep voice: "You are in my way." With that, Fan Mei Niang's jade arm waved and cut the bronze paper figure in two.

"Huh, ......" Fan Meiniang whispered softly.

"Ah......h

Wu Ma Xin was completely confused. The small paper man in front of him actually made three different sounds, as if there were three people in this body. One domineering, one angry, one ...... Some can't say clearly, it seems to be gentle, and it seems to be a little helpless.

The bronze paper man suddenly raised his head and crawled towards the heart of the witch horse with his hands supporting his upper body.

There were several tearing sounds in the air, and the bronze paper figure was scratched to pieces, leaving only one hand to continue moving towards the witch horse's heart. Instead of hatred, Wu Ma was filled with admiration, and he gathered a handful of dirt and buried the unoriented hand and the bronzed scraps of paper all over the ground.

"Yo," Fan Meiniang said softly, "I didn't expect you to have a heart." ”

Before Wu Ma Xin could answer, Fan Meiniang shouted again: "What kind of heart, he just deserves to die." With that, the jade arm waved again, and it was already hitting Wu Maxin.

Wu Ma couldn't dodge and was cut off two ribs.

The ancient bronze gong was even inferior to this small piece of paper? Wu Ma was shocked in his heart, and suddenly felt a little overwhelmed.

Fan Meiniang's body jumped, and Wu Ma Xin fell to the ground, the sharp nails on both hands tightly pressed against the tendons of both arms, and Wu Ma Xin couldn't move immediately.

The posture of Fan Meiniang lying on Wu Maxin's body is a little ambiguous.

"Uh......" Fan Meiniang seemed to remember something, whispered softly, and then shouted sharply: "Hmph!"

"Actually, you are not wronged to die. Fan Meiniang said in a deep voice, "I was originally a trace of the bloodline of the ancient demon god Fei Lian, and fled to the lower realm in order to avoid the pursuit of the Emperor of Heaven. I happened to meet someone at the funeral, so I hid in the paper money they threw out. Death is great, and the breath of the dead can cover everything, and I have escaped because of this. The paper-washing boy was good at refining paper, and he found the paper money I was living in at a glance, so he sealed the paper money with a charm and made it into a paper man. ”

Fei Lian Wu Ma was stunned, even if it was just a trace of its blood, he was indeed unjustly dead.

Uncle Pogong once said that the demon god Fei Lian is Chi You's junior brother, with a peculiar appearance, a deer-like body, covered with leopard-like patterns, a head like a peacock, a horn on his head that is weird, and a tail like a snake.

Fei Lian inherited the wind mother. Legend has it that when he was practicing, he found a big stone on the opposite mountain, and when the wind and rain came, he flew up like a swallow, and when the sky cleared, he lay down in the same place, and he couldn't help but be secretly surprised, so he kept paying attention to the stone and observing.

In the middle of the night, the boulder moved, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a footless creature shaped like a cloth sac, took two deep breaths on the ground, and spewed out to the sky. Suddenly, the wind suddenly erupted, flying sand and rocks, and the things swirled in the wind like flying swallows. Fei Lian was agile, jumped up, and caught it, only then did he know that it was the "wind mother" who passed the five luck and held the news of the eight winds. So he worshipped the Wind Mother as his teacher and learned a thaumaturgy. Later, he was defeated by Nulu and captured and killed in the Battle of Zhuolu.

Fan Meiniang laughed and said in a deep voice: "The paper-washing scholar knows that no one can control me once I come out, so he doesn't dare to use it easily, I didn't expect you to force him to use the last trick, it can be seen that your ability is also very good, alas, it's a pity." ”

Wu Ma was speechless.

"Nag a little more, I like the body of Fan Mei Niang very much. With that, she swiped her fingers and slashed off Wu Maxin's right hand, a few pale golden rays of light trying to pull the severed hand back, but to no avail. In an instant, the faint golden light also disappeared.

"Ah......" Fan Mei Niangjiao snorted, and then turned into a sharp voice: "Hmph!"

"Die!" Fan Meiniang roared in a deep voice, and slashed her palm towards Wu Ma Xin's neck.