At this moment, a very imposing voice suddenly sounded, and then the lid of the garbage bin seemed to be smashed open by something, and then a "whew" wind swept by, and the chaotic garbage flew out of the garbage can, splashing along the surroundings like a goddess scattering flowers.

"Grass, what's ......" Wang Qianchen instinctively blocked it with his hand.

Then, a copy of "Dream of Red Mansions" soared into the sky, and with the help of this inexplicable strange wind, it flew at least two or three meters high, and then swayed towards the other side of the alley.

"Damn, I'm X, I want to run, have I asked Uncle Ben!"

A scolding sound sounded immediately, and the bricks flew out of Wang Qianchen's back and shot straight towards the book "Dream of Red Mansions".

"Bang Dong" sounded loudly, and "Dream of Red Mansions" was directly slapped to the ground.

"Youkai, where are you going!" The bricks smirked and smashed towards "Dream of Red Mansions" again.

"Talk like you're not a youkai!" Mr. Red Mansion also let out a roar, and then his body flew up with a "boom", and hit the bricks head-on.

"Hahaha, colliding with Uncle Ben, is your brain strong enough?" In terms of hardness, the brick is really not scared, it can be compared with the weapon of the material of the demon slashing knife!

"The Great Age of Genes"

The bricks slammed into it confidently, as if he had seen the scene of Mr. Red Mansion kneeling and begging for mercy.

"It's the sky is blue and yin, and the strength is rushing!"

At this moment, Mr. Red Mansion groaned again, and then the whole book swelled rapidly, and soon grew to the size of a garbage can.

"Damn, what kind of hexery is this?!" Banbrick was dumbfounded, it was already not big, and the "Dream of Red Mansions" in his eyes almost covered the sky.

"I don't compare hardness with you, I compare size and strength with you!" Mr. Red Mansion sneered, turned over directly in the air, slapped the bricks on the ground, and then pressed them again.

"Oops, oops, oops, ......" The bricks struggled hard, but unfortunately they couldn't move at all under the dustbin-sized "Dream of Red Mansions".

"You're dead!" Mr. Red Mansion gritted his teeth.

"You have the ability to let the master come out!" Slabs screamed hoarsely.

The footsteps of "Stepping" sounded, and it was Wang Qianchen who ran over, grabbed a corner of "Dream of Red Mansions" with both hands, and then turned up with a "hey" sound.

"Bang dang-" "Dream of Red Mansions", which was as big as a garbage can, was flipped several times and fell to the side.

"Quick, take me and it!" The brick broke out of the cage, jumped up, and flew into Wang Qianchen's hand in an instant.

Wang Qianchen held the brick in his hand, quickly ran towards "Dream of Red Mansions", stepped on the corner of this big book, and then swung the brick and smashed it down.

"Boom!"

"Ahhh

Wang Qianchen waved it several times, and Mr. Red Mansion also screamed a few times, and then blood oozed out of the cover of "Dream of Red Mansions".

During this period, "Dream of Red Mansions" struggled hard, and his strength was really not small, but fortunately, Wang Qianchen's strength was also quite large, and the spiritual power of the "Sand Realm" in his body was surging, and he stepped on this big book to death.

"Pull out the mountains and cover the world!" At this moment, Mr. Red Mansion roared again, but his voice was a little hoarse, and he seemed to be at the end of his crossbow.

Even so, "Dream of Red Mansions" still expanded rapidly, and finally became the size of a car, this time Wang Qianchen couldn't hold it down, so he saw it fly into the air with a "boom", and then pressed down on Wang Qianchen fiercely.

The roaring wind of "whirring" sounded, and "Dream of Red Mansions" really hit Wang Qianchen like a car.

Wang Qianchen had a strong premonition, if he was hit by it, he would definitely be dead or disabled!

"I don't want to kill, why force me!" Mr. Red Mansion roared, with an indomitable momentum.

Wang Qianchen tiptoed a little and quickly avoided the car-sized "Dream of Red Mansions".

With a "bang", "Dream of Red Mansions" slammed into the ground, and the cement pavement was smashed out of a deep pit!

"Why force me! Why force me! I'm a reader, and I've always been talkative, so why is everyone forcing me! Mr. Red Mansion roared hysterically, flew up and slapped towards Wang Qianchen again, and the roaring wind of "huhuhuhu" also sounded again.

Wang Qianchen landed on all fours, relying on his dexterous body, dodging and moving in the alley, dodging left and right, avoiding the attacks of "Dream of Red Mansions" again and again, and in less than a minute of battle, deep pits had been smashed on the ground and walls.

And Wang Qianchen soon discovered that although this "Dream of Red Mansions" is big enough and powerful enough, it is not very flexible.

In a short period of time, Wang Qianchen quickly formulated tactics, intending to use his agile speed to defeat the enemy.

"Click-"

At this moment, a soft sound protruded, and Wang Qianchen's heel touched the wall, causing his figure to be unable to jump up in a short time.

Looking back, it turned out to be a wall, this alley was a dead end, and Wang Qianchen had unconsciously retreated to the corner.

In normal times, it would not be a problem for him to jump over this high wall.

But now it's too late, the "whirring" howling wind sounds, and the car-sized "Dream of Red Mansions" pours over.

The front, back, left, and right roads are blocked, and there is no way to avoid it.

At the moment when Wang Qianchen was about to be crushed into pulp, the brick in his hand roared loudly: "Hurry up and use the skill of [Danshan] in [Seventy-two Changes]!" ”