The man who looked at me had a mechanical smile on his lips, and his face was red, not the red that had been frozen by the cold air, but a brilliant and dazzling red. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Seeing this, my pupils shrank suddenly, damn, why is it a paper man again?

I can't mistake that memorable blush!

Fortunately, the light was dark, and I was wearing dark clothes again, and the paper man only heard the sound, and did not really find any trace of me, he just glanced at it, and turned his head.

I breathed a sigh of relief, and subconsciously held the evil sword in my hand, and at the same time looked at the leader among the seven or eight people, thinking to myself, could it be that Pan Chi is making trouble again?

But upon closer inspection, I concluded that it was not Pan Chi.

The man looked about as tall as Pan Chi, shrouded in a black cloak with a hood, somewhat hunchbacked, and looked mysterious.

Didn't you say that Shen Paper Zhai was Pan Chi alone, how could there be another person who could control the paper man?

Well? No, although the appearance of those paper figures is exactly the same as Pan Chi's paper figure brother, but with my intuition, I still feel that the two are a little different, and I can't tell what the difference is.

So, I quietly put my left hand in my pocket and touched the small bottle of cow tears.

It was specially modified from a small bottle of eye drops for ease of carrying, and when I pressed it, two cow tears fell on my eyes.

With the help of the cow's tears, my vision suddenly opened up, and I squinted my eyes and glanced around, and immediately saw the clue.

In addition to the leader, there are a total of seven paper people, and the paper people are all surrounded by a layer of resentment, judging from the color of the resentment, six white ghosts, and one ghost.

And the leader in the black cloak did not exude resentment, demonic energy, or corpse energy, that is, he was just a person.

Looking at the other side of the siege, it was an unkempt young man, his clothes were tattered, and he could no longer see the specific color, and he carried a cloth bag full of dirt on his shoulder, which was very long, as if it contained an erhu, bulging.

Judging from his appearance alone, the other party is just a beggar.

Although I looked around at the enemy, I saw a kind of unafraid tenacity in the big piercing eyes of the young man.

What gave him confidence? Is he stupid or has hole cards?

"Hmph, just because you rotten tomatoes stinky watermelons also want the life of the master? Delusion! The boy said stubbornly.

"Jie Ji, that's good, then I'll let you see and see, the head lowering master is amazing!" The Cloaked Man laughed twice.

Head-lowering division?

I was stunned when I heard this, no matter what, I didn't expect that the mysterious man in front of me with a cloak was a head descender, no wonder these paper figures were resentful rather than demonic, and they dared to be the minions of the head descending master who was in the company of evil spirits, but this head descending master seemed to be a rookie, otherwise how could his little brother be only at this level?

"What are you waiting for, enjoy your meal." The cloaked man took two steps back and pointed arrogantly at the boy.

The young man's eyes widened, and he lifted the cloth bag in his hand flat, his palm was slightly forced, only to hear the sound of "stabbing", the cloth bag turned into crumbs, and scattered with the wind, a weapon that I didn't expect appeared in front of everyone's eyes.