"You all are going to die!"
Walking in the forefront is a paper man made of red paper. It is a picture of a woman. The facial features are beautifully drawn. If you look closely, it is six points similar to Huajing.
It raised its arm and pointed it at us. Its mouth remained the same. It didn't open suddenly, but there was a negative sound.
The red paper man is obviously better than the white paper man by several points.
My arms trembled. This scene was a bit horrible. Who could have imagined that there would be a day when I was surrounded by paper men
They are obviously inanimate paper people, how did they become mobile monsters? What kind of magic is this
Ning Yuru turned his head to the big guy and said, "You can save the use of evil salt, and a small amount of it can ignite a paper man, don't waste it."
Wang Kuangbiao's face was pale, and his legs were shaking like instant noodles. This guy was bold enough, but he didn't have enough courage to see who was going to match with the paper man.
"Master Ning, if there are so many paper people, can we resist it?" He asked in a low voice, the horror on his face couldn't hide.
"Relax, these paper men are remotely controlled by someone. That person should be the black hand behind the wishing technique. This guy himself is not very capable. The reason why the paper men are powerful is that after the mana is poured, their body is tyrannical. The one you ignited, after it fell, smashed the ground into a big hole?"
"But after all, it’s made of paper, and its resistance to flames is much worse. After being hit by evil salt or small beans, it can trigger a yin fire, which can completely kill them, and at the same time, it will hurt the soul of the remote control person. ."
"That person's thoughts are tied to the paper people, and the ability to talk to us through the paper people is proof. The paper people are destroyed, and the remote control is inevitable. You guys, cheer up, relying on these sorcery paper people, nothing can be done. You and me, have confidence."
Ning Yuru fed a large bowl of chicken soup for the soul, Wang Kuangbiao's face was much better, his legs did not tremble, it seemed that the courage was back again.
Two thousand gold and Wang Tan were also cured. The big guys are ordinary people, and they are not afraid that they are fake.
Although I secretly complained about the behavior of Ning Yuru and pouring chicken soup, I was actually inspired. Invisibly, I had a lot of courage. Sometimes words are so powerful. No one can deny this!
"Your Excellency, do you want us to die? Can you dare to show up?" Ning Yuru looked at the dark area behind the paper man.
The leading red paper man laughed'hehe', and said grimly: "You are not worthy of it! If you dare to ruin my big thing, this will send you to hell."
With these words, a group of paper people were eager to rush.
We all became nervous, holding the peach wood weapon in one hand and the evil salt in the other hand, locking the paper man target, and waiting for it to approach, we will give it a little bit cruelty.
"Hold on." Ning Yuru shouted loudly.
The paper man tens of meters away from us stopped at the same time.
"Do you have a last word to say?" The red paper man has a deep cold tone and deliberately changed his tone. He can't tell the gender and age. It can be seen that the person behind him is a cunning fox.
"Last words? Your Excellency thinks too much of yourself. If more than half of these sixteen paper people are damaged, I guess, even if you don’t die, your skin will be peeled. This is a typical injury to one thousand enemies and eight hundred to self-defeating, not at all. A cost-effective transaction, you really don’t have to worry about it with us."
"You know, I accidentally broke your evil spirits. In fact, it is equivalent to saving your life. Why don't you know how to be grateful? Don't be a human being?"
Ning Yuru finished speaking quickly, and the paper people on the opposite side stayed in place, without moving.
After waiting for more than ten seconds, a voice came from the leading red paper talent.
"You woman is such a clever tongue. She broke my major event, and dare to say that it saves my life? Yes, with the best wishes, my life expectancy will be reduced by at least half, but as long as I can kill the antagonist I'd rather lose half my life! For this day, I don't know how long you have worked hard, you just want to break things, and you dare to be your benefactor? It's ridiculous."
The other party misunderstood Ning Yuru's meaning.
"Your Excellency, listen to me and finish. It's not about saving your half life. We saved your entire life. The reason is very simple. Just now, we ran into a weasel and it returned from an outing for food. Just passing by, we can see clearly from the dark, and the weasel has changed into a person in a blink of an eye."
Ning Yuru explained.
"What are you talking about? Huang Xian'er? Who is it?" The red paper man was anxious.
"It's the old lady of the Mo family, she's Huang Xian'er. Do you understand what I mean? The older the Bao Jiaxian, the more advanced the Taoism, and your wishing skills must also be targeted at the old lady of the Mo family, right? When the opponent's soul receives an unknown attack, it can be locked back to you in an instant."
"Do you think that with your ability, is it enough for others to slap you? So, we saved your life, and your behavior at this moment is to avenge revenge!"
Ning Yuru spoke clearly, and the other side fell silent again.
After half a minute, the red paper man turned around abruptly.
At the same time, the other paper figures also turned and walked backwards, and soon disappeared into the darkness.
"I hope you didn't lie to me, I will find out about this by myself. If it is true, I will apologize to you. If it is false, hehe..."
The other party only left such a sentence, and the paper man has retreated without a trace.
The sweaty Wang provoked Big Thumb to Ning Yuru, and said softly: "If you don't fight, you can be a soldier, Master Ning is fine."
"Big sister is amazing!" Two thousand gold followed.
"I'm just telling the truth with that person. There really is no need to fight each other to death and life. We can't take care of ourselves and have no time to care about the grievances between the Mo family. As for who is right and who is wrong? We are really outsiders. If you don’t understand, it’s better to stay out of the matter temporarily."
Ning Yuru spread his hands and wiped his forehead with his cuff.
It seems that she is also very nervous just now. Although the bowl of soul chicken soup sounds confident, Ning Yuru is actually nervous. Needless to say, we ordinary people are dragging people back. .
If it was just herself, even if she faced more witchcraft paper men, it would be fine to protect herself, but with the big living people of us, Ning Yuru had to be cautious, and could be gentle, and could not be head-on.
Who can guarantee that he is safe in the fight? If you can't kill a few, it won't be beautiful.
"Do you want to continue?" Wang Tan stared into the distance, asking me and Ning Yuru.
After encountering evil things one after another, I feel like it is overwhelming. If you continue to go deeper, the risk is too high.
Just as Ning Yuru was about to speak, she suddenly brows and turns to look at a place in the distance.
(End of this chapter)