With a bang, the square-faced senior brother fell to the ground, and was dragged to the bottom of the bed in an instant.

Then the next moment, the bed was gone.

As soon as Ji Que flipped his hand, the bed slammed open the window and flew out, startling a few people.

I saw a big-bellied paper figure lying there on the ground, hugging the square-faced senior brother in an obscene posture, with an extremely sinister expression on his face.

It turned out that it had been hiding underneath, just waiting for this opportunity.

It's just that Ji Quan's reaction speed disrupted its plan.

At this time, the square-faced senior brother was locked by the pot-bellied paper man, and his face was frightened.

In a panic, the big ass sister gave the big belly a sword on the head.

With a snort, the blood at the incision rushed wildly, like a fountain.

The square-faced senior brother was sprayed with blood in an instant, and quickly swung a sword with his backhand, cutting off the opponent's right arm, and hurriedly crawled to the side, with a fast speed.

At this time, a strange scene happened, the blood of the pot-bellied paper man seemed to be endless, constantly splattering, and soon the floor of the room was wet.

It sat up, half its head on top of it, and sneered.

The gloomy rainy day and the strange paper figures that are constantly bubbling with blood form an eerie and terrifying scene.

At this moment, the three of Yun Xuezong only felt that their scalps were numb.

One of them, the senior sister with a slightly smaller buttocks, finally couldn't hold it anymore, and rushed out of the house in an instant, slamming open a window in the cloister and releasing fireworks calling for help.

But the moment the fireworks flew out, a kneeling paper figure suddenly jumped off the roof and swallowed the fireworks straight into his stomach.

Such a change was really abrupt, and this senior sister couldn't react at all.

In the next moment, the paper figure that swallowed the fireworks fell, and then "ate" her in one bite.

Yes, eaten.

In just an instant, she was completely wrapped in the paper figure, and her whole body was weak, and she couldn't exert any strength.

The whole person felt like he was stuck in a sticky swamp.

With a snap, Ji Que appeared behind the senior sister and slapped the other party's buttocks.

The paper figure shattered into powder in an instant, revealing the immobile figure of the senior sister.

After that, the senior sister knelt there, looking terrified.

Next to her, the paper figures who had been kneeling in the cloister all stood up.

Seeing this, Ji Que looked indifferent.

In the next moment, Ji Que carried her a sliding shovel and rushed into the house.

I saw that in the house, the square-faced senior brother was stuck by the paper figure again, and he was about to be swallowed up, but at this time, Ji Que didn't say a word, and fanned out with an ear scraper.

There was a bang, and the square-faced senior brother was slapped firmly, and the whole person spun like a spinning top.

At the same time, the paper figures that stuck to him were also shattered.

Before entering this room, Ji Que thought of the possibility of paper people "eating people".

He was thinking, there was a human corpse in the paper figure in the corridor, how did the corpse get in?

At present, it is eaten.

The big ass sister stood there, stupidly watching this scene, her head a little out of rhythm.

This handsome little porter is actually a hidden master???

This paper man evil sect, whether it is the square-faced senior brother or the senior sister, has just been swallowed for a while, and he feels weak all over.

The square-faced brother fell to the ground, gasping for air.

At this angle, he just saw that on the beam above his head, several paper figures looked down with malicious intent, he wanted to remind Ji Que and his junior sister to be careful, but he could only make a strange and vague sound in his mouth.

At this time, the big-bellied paper man with the broken arm had already stood up, and his body was still bleeding.

Almost at the same time, the remaining seven paper figures in the house all rushed towards Ji Que.

Ji Que stood there, engulfed by the paper figure in an instant.

In the eyes of the big-ass female disciple and the square-faced senior brother, Ji Que was like wearing a big cotton jacket from head to toe in an instant.

Finished!

This is the only thought that flashes through the minds of the big ass senior sister and the square face senior brother.

Just when the pot-bellied paper man thought he had succeeded, the seven layers of paper on Ji Que's body exploded in an instant, like a flying butterfly.

The shredded paper folded in an instant, forming a Tai Chi pattern on the ground.

Seeing this, the big-bellied paper man suddenly said, "It's fun! Playful! ”

As a result, at this time, Ji Que had already appeared behind it violently, with an elbow strike.

With a bang, the head of the pot-bellied paper man exploded into shards, and the blood from his neck sprayed directly onto the roof.

Ji Que didn't hesitate and threw the headless big-bellied paper man out of the window.

At this moment, the body of the big-bellied paper man turned, and in an instant, it turned into a painting, rolled on the ground, and rushed towards the big-ass senior sister like a big foot.

The big ass sister suddenly saw a painting rushing over, she was so frightened that she didn't have time to scream, and a hand reached out of the painting and grabbed her neck.

At the moment when that hand was about to grab the neck of the big ass senior sister, Ji Que had already churned with both hands and swam over from mid-air, like lightning.

Immediately after, his body, which seemed to be like a swimming fish, suddenly sank, and he used a jack pendant, pressing the painting to the ground with a snap.

The outstretched hand was suddenly clamped, and it writhed as if it were spasmed.

Looking at the hand with only black silk sleeves, Ji Que couldn't help but sigh: "It turns out that you are hiding here." ”

"It hurts!"

"It hurts!"

"It's fun!"

"It's fun!"

"It's fun!"

Suddenly there was a shrill scream like a naughty child from the blood-stained painting.

Immediately after, the hand that was caught suddenly retracted like plasticine.

Ji Que held the Thousand Machine Sword in his hand and nailed the painting to the ground with a click.

At this moment, there was a rumbling sound outside the house, and the sky darkened as if it were night.

In Ji Que's sight, the paper figures that had been piled up in the front yard and backyard before hit like dense clouds.

Soon, the entire hall was filled with paper figurines, and then there were horrible screams.

It's hard to describe the feeling, like the feeling of a closed room being filled with floods in an instant, and people have a feeling that borders on despair.

Too much, too much.

The paper figures in the front yard and backyard were half empty in an instant, and they all crowded towards the small building.

From a distance, it looked like a raging python was squeezing into the small building.

In an instant, the green pine tree in the courtyard was squeezed and broken, the sturdy staircase was squeezed and burst, and the roof tiles were about to move, as if they were about to burst at any moment.

"What a trouble!"

Ji Que said and threw a punch!

With a bang, it was as if a powder keg had exploded, and the paper figures that rushed in front of him exploded into pieces and fell inside.

Immediately afterwards, Ji Que's arm muscles tightened and smashed down wildly!

Taijiquan was no longer soft at this time, and Ji Que's two arms were like hammers, and every time they fell, they would bring a terrible explosion sound.

For a moment, the sound of banging explosions was continuous, and the entire meeting room was full of roaring fists.

The next moment, in the shocked eyes of the three square-faced senior brothers, Ji Que roared angrily, and his arms stretched out violently, like white cranes shining their wings.

The fist strength in the living room condensed into countless straight lines in an instant, and it completely burst open.

With a bang, the paper figures in the entire living room exploded into pieces in an instant, surging out like a surging river.

This is the terrifying fist that Ji Que practiced under the waterfall.

At this time, the roof of the wooden building was finally overwhelmed, and the tiles were flying out, gushing out countless white shredded paper, like snow.

After seeing this scene, the disciples of the Yunxue Sect who were in charge of answering outside the Song Mansion only felt that a cloud of white clouds was emerging from the mansion and was shocked.

After this punch, the originally crowded living room and the corridor were suddenly empty.

Ji Que turned around, regained his breath, returned to the bedroom, and then slammed the door shut.

The three square-faced senior brothers watched Ji Que go out and come in again, with shocked and dazed expressions, and they didn't know what was going on.

At this time, the painting that had been nailed to the ground by Ji Que before stretched out an arm again, wanting to pull out the sword.

But at the moment when it was about to succeed, Ji Que picked up a bench and put it on the hilt of the sword and sat down!

With a click, the blade of the sword suddenly sank into the depths of the sword.

Almost at the same time, a scream was heard in the painting.

"It's too deep!"

This voice was extremely harsh and sharp, so that the window papers around them were shattered inch by inch, and the three outer disciples of the Yunxue Sect couldn't help but shake their hearts.

This voice was sharp and miserable enough, but Ji Que didn't seem to hear a step, and continued to press down, letting the Thousand Machine Sword continue to go deeper.

"Ahh

By this time, the voice in the painting had changed from a child to a woman's.

When Ji Que heard it, he felt that it could indeed be a little deeper.

So he jumped up and smashed down!

"Ah~~~~~h

With a bang, in that heart-rending hiss, the cracks in the floor on the second floor spread like cobwebs, and then completely collapsed.

The green bricks fell with the wooden planks, and the four of Ji Que fell from the second floor to the first floor.

But they did not tread on the ground.

Because there are a lot of paper figures with different expressions stacked on the floor of this room.

This room should be an ancestral hall, not spacious, but very deep.

In the depths of the ancestral hall, the ancestral tablet of the Song family was there, and in the gloomy environment, only an outline remained.

One after another, paper figures rushed up and slammed into the locked wooden doors and windows, making a muffled crackling sound.

Looking out from here, you can see the outlines of the faces on the window frames, as if they were growing on them.

At this moment, Ji Que suddenly felt the Thousand Machine Sword move, and looked down.

I saw that the painting suddenly turned into a pool of viscous blood.

The blood and water were like snakes in an instant, and they rushed backwards along the paper figures on the ground.

"I want to run!"

Ji Que hurriedly stepped on the paper man and chased after him.

The next moment, Ji Que stopped.

Suddenly, a crater appeared in front of him.

A pit that looks like it should be quite deep.

This pit is located under the tablets of those ancestors, because the environment was too dark before, it is almost integrated with the darkness around it, so until now, Ji Que has not found it.

The bloodstains that the painting had turned into fell there, and Ji Que didn't rush forward, because he instinctively sensed danger.

The Thousand Machine Sword emitted light at the right time, and when the light illuminated the situation below, even Ji Que, who had seen a lot of the world, was breathless.

Dense paper figures nest in the pit, with skin, skin, and some even oozing blood.

The beam continued to move, and soon reached the deepest part of the pit.

There is someone at the bottom of the pit!

A woman in white lay there, moaning in pain.

Her head was small, but her belly was exaggeratedly large, like a water tank.

As she writhed in pain, paper figures kept crawling out of her belly.

When she noticed that there was light shining on her, the woman turned her head suddenly, and her eyes were pitch black, without any whites, and they looked like black holes.

After that, the woman opened her mouth and let out a terrible cry - "I keep giving birth to children, I keep giving birth, I keep giving birth, why does He always force me to have children?" ”

The three senior sisters with big butts were so frightened that they turned pale and trembled, but although Ji Que's scalp was numb, he kept calm and said, "Who let you have a baby?" ”

"Who else!"

"Who else!"

At this point, her voice had changed from violent to cold, with a chilling resentment.

After a few breaths, she regained that moaning of pain again.

Ji Que found that the paper man in the pit moved.

The dense doll moves like an ant colony, and the big-bellied woman in the middle is an ant-queen-like existence.

This scene is really nerve-numbing, especially for people with more obvious dense phobias, it is simply a disaster.

The paper figures opened their mouths wide and rushed over.

This group of paper figures that had just come out of the woman's belly still had bloody flesh on their bodies, and they pounced on them like a desperate person, and soon hung on Ji Que's body.

Ji Que moved quickly, threw the dolls on his body one after another, and the Tai Chi on his body flowed vigorously, and he kept it as if it were sealed.

At that moment, the woman in the pit suddenly stood up and screamed.

"My child!"

"My child!"

Several black lines suddenly popped out of the small-looking mouth.

The black thread was like a rope, as fast as lightning.

Ji Que raised his hand to block, and the black line covered with barbs suddenly bound his wrist.

Immediately after, more black lines flew whistling, and Ji Que's hands were bound.

The two sides suddenly entered the stage of wrestling, but at this time, the other side had more paper figures pounced.

Without any hesitation, Ji Que threw off his boots, and the Qianji Sword in his hand loosened and fell.

The next moment, I saw that his feet flexibly hooked the Thousand Machine Sword and rubbed it!

The Thousand Machine Sword turned into a bow and crossbow form in an instant, and Ji Que picked the big toe of his left foot.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Ji Que's toes were flexible, and he shot three arrows in a row, and the woman's head was blasted to only half of it, and the entire black line couldn't help but loosen.

Taking advantage of this gap, Ji Que's body moved flexibly and broke away from the shackles.

And at this time, countless paper figures covered with blood had already pounced frantically.

In the snap of his fingers, Ji Que's body was submerged by these paper figures.

These newborn paper figures are extremely violent, their eyes are extremely black, and they bite when they open their mouths.

This ghost is really terrifying.

It's a pity that I only heard "I'm fighting!" A cry rang out.

The Thousand Machine Sword on Ji Que's feet had fallen back into his hand and turned into a three-part stick posture.

For a while, Ji Que's hands flew like clouds, and the three sticks in his hands roared like a tiger, bringing terrifying strength.

The air in the whole room flowed like water.

The paper figures shattered, and the blood juice flew with it.

Ji Que's hands danced faster and faster, and the shadows of his arms overlapped.

In the eyes of the big ass sisters, he no longer seems to be a pair of hands, but three pairs and four pairs.

The roaring force smashed the blood-stained paper figurine, and the crackling sound continued, and the entire wooden building vibrated and danced to the rhythm.

Ji Que has already entered the realm of selflessness.

He seems to have returned to the waterfall in winter, and what he needs to do every day is to fight, fight, and fight with Lin Xiang's double cultivation!

Bang!

The paper man was defeated like a mountain, and shredded paper fell on the woman's face like a shower.

When the shredded paper slipped down, the dark eyes of the pot-bellied woman shrank suddenly, reflecting Ji Que waving a three-section stick, "I'll fight!" I'll fight! Posture.

From here, it looked like he was burning.

"Demon, die!"

(End of chapter)