Seeing the steel wire sticking into the woman's clothes, I couldn't help but be stunned, could it be that this woman was really dragging the "male corpse" down? But how could this clay figure pull the tightrope with his hands?

Thinking about it, I couldn't help but step forward and look at the statue of the woman carefully, and the feeling that something was wrong was still there. And even more intensely, I am sure that this statue of the woman is different from when I first saw it, but what is it......

I stared at the statue of the woman, trying to remember......

Suddenly, my eyes widened, I took a step back, raised the Tang knife in my hand and slashed at the woman's head.

I remembered something was wrong!

When I first saw the portrait of this woman, she showed half of her face, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, and her eyes closed.

And now, the woman's eyes were wide open! This is not a clay figure, but a "living person"!

The Tang knife in my hand slashed at the top of the wind's woman's head, and I stared at the woman's eyes with my eyes open.

Sure enough, at the moment when the Tang knife fell, the woman's eyes suddenly turned to me.

At the same time, the woman's hand holding the fan suddenly waved towards the man, only to hear the sound of metal striking, and then the Tang knife in my hand was taken aside by a huge force, and it happened to slash on the stump of the old beggar next to me.

I didn't even bother to wonder what was going on, so I pulled out the Tang knife from the beggar's stump and stepped back a few steps, facing the woman on guard.

At this time, after the woman's hand holding the fan was removed, I saw her whole picture clearly.

What makes me shudder is that this woman actually gave birth to a yin and yang face, the half of the face exposed outside the fan just now is very upright, and the half of the face covered behind the fan is indeed bloody and blurred, as if it has just been scratched by a blind bear.

Seeing the woman's fleshy half of her face, I couldn't help frowning, it stands to reason that her face is rotten like this, it can't be a living person, could it be that this woman is also a god and a ghost?

As if I saw the question in my heart, a shallow smile suddenly appeared on the woman's intact face, but this smile looked indescribably weird.

Immediately after that, the woman's right hand was gently pulled, and I heard another strange noise behind me, as if something was hitting me.

I reacted very quickly, and quickly half turned around to dodge what was crashing into me behind me, and I fixed my eyes to see that it was the "male corpse" that had just crashed into me.

At this time, seeing that the ugly woman had made a move, I was no longer polite, and raised the knife and slashed at the woman again.

Seeing my Tang knife coming, the woman's right wrist shook, and the "male corpse" flew towards me again.

It turned out that the woman was dragging the "male corpse" with a tightrope and attacking me. Seeing the strangeness clearly, I no longer dodged, but rushed forward, jumped up in the air, raised the Tang knife and slashed at the "male corpse".

I heard a muffled sound, and the remnant of the "male corpse" was split in half by me again. At the same time, a gust of wind came in front of me, and I hurriedly lowered my head and flashed. It turned out that it was the tightrope in the woman's hand that was thrown at me.

Seeing that I had dodged the tightrope that was thrown at me, the woman did not rush at me again. Instead, he quickly retreated, apparently trying to escape.

When I saw that this girl wanted to talk nonsense, I couldn't help but be angry in my heart, "**Second uncle!" Fucking want to run again? ”

I have already regarded this woman as the same person as the woman who attacked me in the corpse forest of Yongdao, and I think that the disappearance of Chen Hudan and Qu Fattou should also have something to do with this girl.

"In the corpse forest of Yongdao, I let your hooves run away, and this time I have to leave you a ** and torture you!" While thinking about me, he chased after the woman with a Tang knife.

At this time, I ignored why this ugly-faced woman would appear in this underground Taiji Palace. If we had thought about it at this time, we might have been able to solve the mystery of why we came here.......

The ugly-faced woman stepped back sharply, and from time to time she rolled up the figure around her with a tightrope and smashed it at me.

At this time, I completely relied on the courage of a horseman, staring at the direction of the woman's retreat, and the Tang knife in my hand was extremely sharp, I didn't dodge the smashed portrait at all, and when I saw someone smashed by the figure, I waved my hand to slash it.

The woman didn't seem to be trying to smash the statue to take my life, it looked more like she was delaying my pursuit.

In fact, I don't understand why this girl can run, looking at her neat skills, she is definitely a good kung fu practitioner, and I just rely on the sharpness of the Tang knife in my hand.

After I saw through it, if she got serious with her skills, it shouldn't be a problem to take my life.

But this woman didn't know why she chose to retreat and escape, and she didn't know if I chased after me so hard, if that girl was annoyed, would she really kill me.

I thought to myself, but my steps didn't slow down in the slightest.

The woman was very familiar with the strange figures in the room, and she walked through the "crowd" without the slightest panic. You won't even touch the portrait around you. And it can accurately roll up the portrait to attack me.

In comparison, I had a great time navigating through these motionless figures, not only dodging the woman's assault at all times, but also dodging the arms and legs that stood in the way.

Sometimes I can't dodge, and I will bump into the portrait, so I don't know how many places my head has been bruised and purple by the legs and feet stretched out from the portrait.

At the end of the day, seeing that the distance between the woman and me was gradually widening, I simply did not dodge the figure in front of me, and chased forward with a push and kick.

The taste of a hard figure hitting my body is absolutely uncomfortable, I can't take care of it at this time, anyway, I can't die if I hit it, I only have the woman with a yin and yang face in my eyes at this time, and I won't be blind if I don't catch her.

The woman watched me chase after me, and the tightrope rolled around the figure and threw it at me more often.

When I saw this, I was even more angry, and I yelled, "Wow." As soon as he used his leg to exert force, he jumped up and swung his Tang knife and slashed at the smashed figure.

I made this leap, but I scared myself.

Physical fitness has always been my shortcoming, since elementary school, I remember that my long jump score seems to be inferior to the female classmates in the class.

The reason why I jumped up and slashed at the portrait was purely to give myself a strong momentum, and I didn't even think about how high I could jump.

But what I didn't expect was that after I jumped up, I jumped straight up to the top of the mountain three or four meters high. So much so that I didn't even cut the portrait of the woman smashing at me, but swept over it. I came to a stop after falling and knocking down a few figures