The other three were also sharp weapons in their hands, and four surrounded me, clearly intending to kill me, and I pulled my dad to dodge left and right.

I had a doubt in my heart, their knives were fatal, but they were all aimed at me, not at my father, and on two occasions, seeing that their knives were about to hurt my father, they quickly withdrew their hands.

Why didn't they hurt my dad!?

I gritted my teeth and calmed down, and then tried to recite the spell quickly, but this time, almost as soon as I finished silently chanting it, my throat was sweetened, and blood spilled out of my mouth, and I almost fell headlong.

I can't hold it anymore.

I thought to myself, last time, Ye Siming was very casual and could take us to the paperweight, but now it is not easy to persist with my ability until now.

Many of the paper people in this paperweight are like monsters who have become fines, and they have some Taoism, and the paper-binding craftsmen have made these things out of their unfathomable depths.

Just when my eyes were already a little blurry and ghosted.

A bamboo knife smacked through my back.

"Puff puff!"

There were four muffled sounds in succession, and I didn't see clearly how the bamboo knife attacked each other, and all four of them fell to the ground, and they all clutched their chests, and blood gushed from their chests.

Paper people also bleed?

Could it be that these four people are not paper people, but real people?

It occurred to me that these four were real people, but they were covered in a blank sheet of paper.

Such an evil method was also made by a paper-binding craftsman!?

I jerked my head back and looked at the empty street behind me, and the bamboo knife that flew out of nowhere was simply against the sky, and it was almost accurate.

Directly killed four powerful characters with one sword.

Night Priest.

He must be secretly helping me, but why didn't he come out!?

It occurred to me that the last time I came to Paper Town, there was something wrong with Ye Siming, and this time he stopped when he entered the town gate.

Is it difficult for Ye Siming to have anything to do with the paperweight and not show up!?

But now that the situation was so dangerous, that I could not stand here and think about it, I quickly pulled my father towards the gate of the town, and ran out of the second street, Zhongbai, when I was about to leave the town.

He was followed by a number of paper figures.

Zhong Bai and I ran out of the paperweight in one go, and the moment we went out, all the lanterns hanging in the town went out.

The old man had been waiting for me outside in a hurry, and when he saw this scene, his face changed, and he whispered in some horror, "Go, go." ”

My dad was so weak that he couldn't run, so in the end Zhong Bai simply picked him up and ran all the way, and I glanced back at the paperweight before leaving.

Ye Siming, it should still be here.

After running out of the distance, I saw that there was no abnormality behind me, and the old man in front of me waved his hand with his back to me, gasped and said, "No, no, grandpa is going to be tired." ”

I'm so tired and out of breath that I'm out of breath.

Zhong Bai put my dad down, I hurried over and found that his body was very weak, I don't know why, as soon as he left the paperweight, he was unconscious.

I shouted twice, but there was no movement at all, and I was so anxious that I quickly turned to the side and looked at the old man and asked him to come and have a look.

The old man walked over and put two fingers in front of my father's nose, his face was a little ugly, and then he touched my father's pulse, frowned and muttered.

I didn't hear clearly, so I asked the old man what was wrong with my dad.

The old man shrunk his neck, his eyes were a little strange and he didn't look up at me, he shook his head and dodged and said, "It's nothing, it must be that I was scared out of my soul in the paperweight during this time, and my body is weak." ”