Xie Chen ran over quickly, for fear that there would be any changes in the head of the paper figure lying on the ground, so it was best not to give it time to breathe, and he could solve it quickly.

Fortunately, there was not much black liquid coming out of the paper man's head, which was too short, and it couldn't make much of a storm.

Xie Chen stabilized his mind, picked up a smaller stone next to him again, and prepared to continue throwing it towards the paper figure.

It's just that this time he was mistaken by himself, and the thrown stone couldn't hit the head of the paper man at all.

Xie Chen gritted his teeth, and was just about to take advantage of the victory to pursue, but this thing rolled towards him, which had the meaning of a fish dying in a net and breaking the jade and burning it.

Xie Chen immediately turned sideways to avoid it, and then prepared to kick it, but when it was about to fall, he still stretched his foot away.

After all, there is still a black liquid bubbling up this thing, and if you step on it, you will probably stand under your feet.

I don't know exactly what kind of impact it will have on me, but it's definitely nothing good.

It is necessary to destroy it, but this kind of extraneous thing is really not necessary to do it without 100% threatening one's own life.

Xie Chen's speed was very fast, dodging the skull of the paper man, but he also slightly sensed that something was wrong.

The thing's eye socket cracked, apparently after breaking free of the wire, but now it was still able to grapple with itself, and even a little faster and faster, which was not a good sign.

I don't want to be entangled with this thing for so long, and the longer it goes, the more likely it is to have unexpected accidents.

There was really no way, Xie Chen struggled to pick up the bamboo pole next to him, and then smashed it towards the broken head.

But it was deftly dodged, and while he continued to swing to the side, he still couldn't hit his head, just rubbed it against the tattered chest of his lower body.

Didn't inflict any real damage on the skull at all.

At best, it slows it down a bit.

Xie Chen clenched his teeth, and the price of holding this bamboo pole was also very large, after all, while waving it hard, it was also consuming a lot of his physical strength.

This is tantamount to adding a lot of burden to yourself.

Xie Chen rushed forward with all his might, using his body to get close to his head, and he was also shortening the length of the bamboo pole.

After all, the length of the back head can be set aside slightly, as long as the length of the front can still reach this head.

But his biggest concern still appeared, although the black liquid secreted by the skull was not much, and there was no time to even set aside a pool of black liquid to soak himself.

But as the eye sockets slipped down one by one, it was actually controlled by this head and did not fall to the ground, but was absorbed by the confetti around the skull.

All the black liquid was like a curtain of water, surrounding the skull, which could be regarded as completely soaking the skull.

The wreckage that had fallen apart, and even the confetti around the bamboo poles, began to quickly attack him.

Because the number is too dense, and holding the bamboo pole in his hand consumes part of his physical strength, even if he wants to dodge this scene, he can't help but be a little lacking.

Xie Chen decisively unloaded the bamboo pole he was holding in his hand, although it was indeed as he expected, this bamboo pole had a strong restraint effect on the paper figure.

But the size of the paper figure is too small, and the part that can be hit is only so little, which is tantamount to the difficulty of a strong man.

The wind around him was howling and more violent than when it was blowing before, but the dust was sweating all over his body.

From the flying confetti, I saw the threat of death, and the goosebumps all over my body made me very uncomfortable.

It seems that in the next second, these confetti will directly cut themselves into pieces of meat, and the fear of death is something engraved in everyone's bones.

After Xie Chen dropped the bamboo pole, he subconsciously wanted to turn his head and escape.

But at this time, he didn't know where to flee, and after turning around, the whole person was stunned, standing in place as if waiting for death.

But in fact, although the surrounding open space is empty, there is no place to hide, and the amount of these confetti is too much, like the fallen leaves of dead trees that no one cleans.

After finding the right direction, Xie Chen tried to run to the side as much as possible, after all, there would be slightly less confetti in this direction.

Maybe it was a little slower, but after the paper man's head stopped rolling on the ground, its mouth opened slightly, and then the confetti immediately rolled up a white storm and swept towards itself.

Xie Chen was already a little sluggish anyway, and the fear of death enveloped his heart, as if he was about to swallow himself.

Xie Chen tried his best to retreat, but the piece of paper still smeared his arm, and there was a tearing sensation from the wound, and then blood flowed out of the wound.

I never thought that death would be so close to me, even in the previous dungeon, the rules went back and forth to create fear for myself, and I didn't directly take my life in a conscious state like now.

Xie Chen turned around and gritted his teeth, he was already at the end of this direction, and further on was a low wall full of fragments, and behind him were trees taller than people.

Despite being so disgusting, there is still no way to survive.

A large amount of confetti stopped in mid-air, estimated to be beyond the control of the head, but it had basically covered nearly seventy percent of the open space.

There is no way to take advantage of this flaw by itself.

A piece of paper just flies by, you can easily make your skin open, and it is nonsense to use this only 30% of the space to compete with the confetti.

Xie Chen gasped and covered the bleeding arm with his hand, which had a negligible effect on stopping the bleeding.

The head of the paper figure slowly leaned towards this side, and the confetti began to gradually converge into a huge palm under the swirling black water curtain.

Xie Chen looked at these fluttering confetti and couldn't help but swallow.

The huge palm that gradually converged did not slap towards him, but slapped it fiercely in this direction.

A strong and violent wind directly lifted itself out.

He even crashed into the old broken wall behind him.

Xie Chen snorted, only to feel a hot pain in his back, and even the bones in his body were about to fall apart.

But that's not all.

The thing didn't want to give itself a chance to breathe, so it raised its palm and slapped it on the ground again.

The stirred air waves can even lift themselves up, and the whole person must be at least four or five centimeters above the ground.

After falling back to the ground, Xie Chen clutched his chest, and felt something fall out of his body.

The pocket watch slipped out of his pocket, and Xie Chen quickly reached out to take it back.

But the palm that stopped in mid-air saw that he moved, and he was obviously a little unhappy, so he flipped it again and pressed it down again.

This time, I even wanted to smash my fist directly on myself.

It's okay if you hit it short, but if you hit it, you have to be fucked to pieces.

Although it was confetti, these things were obviously disgusting under the influence of the paper man's wrecked head.

Just as the confetti fell, it suddenly froze in mid-air.

Xie Chen gritted his teeth and looked at the fist in front of him, and his whole heart hung in his throat.

But fortunately, the result was satisfactory, and the thing stopped in mid-air, and even the wrecked head of the white paper figure in the distance was completely silent.

For myself, this is excellent news.

Originally, through the memory images remaining in my brain, I also saw the scene when I used the pocket watch to lose its effect.

Xie Chen was lying on the ground holding his pocket watch, and looked at the pocket watch in his hand with some incredulity, he couldn't believe that this thing had actually resumed its function.

In this way, I am tantamount to a lot more relaxed.

Xie Chen looked ahead and stretched.

"Ten minutes, some time!"