It's a pity that no matter how loud Liu Niang screams, she still can't escape the fate of being put in the bottle.

After entering Liu Niang, the lid of the trapped spirit bottle was closed, and Wen Yusoft flashed away, and was about to take it back, but he never expected that at this time, a black mist appeared out of thin air, and it suddenly appeared in front of Wen Yusoft.

I saw a black-robed man suddenly take a step out of the black mist, waved his sleeve, and wanted to take away the trapped spirit bottle where Liu Niang was.

How could it be possible for the black-robed man to succeed, Wen Yuruan's heart moved, and the trapped spirit bottle turned into a streamer and flew into Wen Yuruan's hand quickly.

At the same time, Wen Yusoft raised his hand and shot sharply, and the Qiankun stick was like a broken bamboo, going straight to the black-robed people's hearts and piercing through!

The distance between the two was extremely short, and Wen Yusoft's attack was even more powerful, completely not giving the black-robed man any time and opportunity to react, which was enough to give him a fatal blow.

However, what Wen Yusoft never expected was that the black-robed man's body was actually fluttering, like a blank piece of paper, and at an almost weird speed, he dodged Wen Yusoft's blow.

The Qiankun stick brushed the body of the black-robed man, and when Wen Yusoft hit the air, he finally saw the appearance of the black-robed man in front of him clearly.

To be honest, the black-robed man in front of him shouldn't be called a human at all!

Because, hidden under the broad brim of the hat was a paper figure, its face painted with thick ink eyebrows, thick black eyebrows, hollow eyes, white gray cheeks painted with two lumps of red and bright rouge, lips more like blood depicted, is hooking a strange arc.

This paper man is the same as the paper figure used in the burial of the dead man, it is obviously a dead thing, but Wen Yusoft can read the anger on the face of this paper man at this time.

Subconsciously, Wen Yusoft knew that this paper figure was not a good thing!

With a blank look, Wen Yusoft backhanded and planned to smash it out with a stick.

However, the paper man obviously expected Wen Yu's soft movements, and at this time he stretched out his crumpled palm, and between raising his hand, a large piece of small paper figure no more than the size of a palm erupted from his palm.

"Hee-hee-hee-hee......!" The little paper man let out a sharp and piercing laugh as he ran, and at a glance, there were at least hundreds of thousands, and they swarmed towards Wen Yu's soft face.

Caught off guard, the paper man with a confused face, Wen Yu's soft mouth and nose were covered by the paper man, and his body was pushed out heavily.

Patches of paper figures swarmed in, grinning and wrapping around Wen Yu's soft hands and feet, crushing her to the ground.

The paper man's body was surrounded by a layer of cold aura that could almost penetrate into the bone marrow, and at this time, the cold qi was close to Wen Yusoft, almost integrating into her body, bringing her a burst of intense discomfort.

Most of his vision was obscured by the small paper figure, and Wen Yusoft looked at the paper figure, and could almost see a sinister smile on its face, which was more ugly than a dead man.

"Fire Talisman, Break!" With an order, Wen Yusoft raised his hand with a fire talisman and burned all the small paper figures around him into nothingness.

In the midst of the fire, the Qiankun stick in Wen Yuruan's hand swept away and smashed heavily on the shoulder of the paper man.

Suddenly, there was a muffled sound, and there was a sound from the paper man's arm, and the paper arm was torn from the shoulder, and a strange black smoke filled the wound.

"Fuck off." The paper man's voice was pale and stiff, and when the words fell, the black smoke overflowing from the wound turned into a hideous ghost, heading straight for Wen Yu's soft door.