Please, This is a Scary World

　　The little paper figures all over the ground roared towards Chen Rou.

　　Like a wild bee, it drowned her in an instant.

　　Chen Roujiao shouted, and her body turned into a sea of ​​blood again.

　　All the paper figurines threw themselves into the sea of ​​blood, and bursts of black gas immediately erupted from their bodies.

　　Then it gradually softened and turned back to paper money again.

　　"Quick, quick! Run upstairs!"

　　"The existence above the fifth floor will definitely take action."

　　"It is forbidden to enter this building, it will definitely attract their attention!"

　　"Hurry up! Hurry up!"

　　The desire to kill kept ringing in Chen Rou's consciousness.

　　In the sea of ​​blood, Chen Rou glanced at the black hole on the wall that became more and more hideous.

　　Wang Qinghe hasn't come out yet, and since he entered, he hasn't even heard a word.

　　This is so abnormal!

　　However, Chen Rou felt that she had no choice.

　　If you continue to stay here, you will only die in vain as the killing desire said.

　　She gritted her teeth, and immediately rushed upstairs with the sea of ​​blood wrapped in it.

　　The paper money in the sky fell to the ground, and immediately turned into paper figures, flying up and chasing after Chen Rou.

　　There was no one left on the first floor.

　　But in that black hole, there was still a surging tide.

　　"duo~~"

　　The harsh suona sounded again.

　　Then, I saw four paper figures emerge from the black hole one after another.

　　Walking at the forefront, there were still two people who opened the way and shouted.

　　As soon as he came out, he shouted: "Yin God borrows the way, the evil ghost avoids!"

　　So familiar, exactly the same as the voice just now.

　　If Chen Rou were here, he would definitely find that the two paper figurines looked the same as the two torn apart by Wang Qinghe before, their faces were expressionless, stiff and cold.

　　"when!"

　　Then, the gong sounded.

　　Behind the two papier-mâchés, there are still two gongs.

　　The appearance is still exactly the same as the previous two.

　　In other words, all paper figurines basically look the same.

　　The paper figurines that came out of the black hole were far more than these four.

　　As soon as the gong sounded, two paper figurines who played suona came out from inside expressionlessly.

　　And it doesn't end there.

　　After the suona paper figurines, more than a dozen paper figurines with their heads bowed and sackcloths came out from the inside.

　　But the tears they shed were actually blood tears, dyeing their pale faces blood red.

　　But the strange thing is that among these paper figurines, there is one who looks very similar to Wang Qinghe.

　　Moreover, under his sackcloth, it turned out to be a white coat.

　　"Yin God borrows the way, the evil ghost avoids!"

　　The paper man who opened the road again opened his mouth expressionlessly.

　　All the paper figures all started walking together.

　　The gong rang, the suona blew, and the paper man cried.

　　The paper money all over the sky swept upstairs.

　　It looks like a funeral procession.

　　As the queue lengthened, two paper figures emerged from the black hole again.

　　These two paper figurines looked extremely sturdy, and on their shoulders, they all carried a black wooden stake.

　　The funeral procession advances again.

　　Something on the black stake gradually emerged from the black hole.

　　It turned out to be a deep red coffin.

　　The top of the coffin looked bloody, as if it had just been fished out of the blood pool.

　　A terrifying aura emanated from the blood coffin.

　　In the middle and back of the coffin, there are also four tall paper figures.

　　There are six paper figures in total, carrying the coffin and walking.

　　"Go upstairs~"

　　When the funeral procession completely walked out of the black hole, an extremely cold voice came from the blood coffin.

　　As soon as the voice fell, a black frost had formed on the walls of the first floor.

　　Hearing his voice, the paper figurine who was walking in the front immediately said again: "Yin gods use the way, evil spirits avoid them" and then saw them flashing and suddenly appearing on the stairs to the second floor.

　　The entire funeral procession turned around and started class.

　　The two paper figures walking on both sides of the line spilled a lot of paper money with every step they took.

　　For a time, the entire corridor was filled with paper money.

　　These paper money landed, and immediately turned into little paper figures, flying and laughing.

　　The scene looked eerie.

　　At this time, Fang Ming and others had already reached the fourth floor.

　　With Wang Jiaojiao's current strength, she could only escort them to the fourth floor, and everyone gathered at the entrance of the corridor.

　　All of them could clearly hear the paper figures shouting the road and the sound of gongs and suonas downstairs.

　　Xiaoxue hugged Fang Ming's arm, her big black eyes full of anxiety.

　　"Sister...Sister..."

　　Fang Ming also frowned at this time and kept looking down.

　　Wang Jiaojiao and Hong Doudou also all gathered around him, with anxiety written all over their faces.

　　"I don't know what happened to Chen Rou and Wang Qinghe!"

　　Fang Ming clenched his fists tightly.

　　To be honest, even though he knew that the ghost censer was unstable.

　　It is very likely that outsiders above level [-] will be recruited.

　　But I really didn't expect to attract such a terrifying existence.

　　At that time, it seemed that I heard Chen Rou say at least level 60 or above!

　　Fang Ming has seen one existence above level 60, and that is Fu Shi Huo Liuli.

　　But at the time at the Two Realms Square, the oppressive aura emanating from Huo Liuli was definitely less than one-tenth of this terrifying existence.

　　"Something is coming up!" Wang Jiaojiao suddenly shouted.

　　Immediately everyone saw a sea of ​​blood rushing from downstairs.

　　On the sea of ​​blood, there are countless weird paper people who are laughing and laughing.

　　Chen Rou's terrified voice came from the sea of ​​blood: "Run! Go to the fifth floor! Run!".

Chapter 111

　　The sea of ​​blood roared, and without waiting for Fang Ming and the others to react, he directly involved them all into the sea of ​​blood and rushed towards the fifth floor frantically.

　　The little paper figurines flying all over the sky kept rushing into the sea of ​​blood.

　　Every time one rushes in, it will be corroded by the sea of ​​blood and become paper money again.

　　But every time, it seems to weaken the breath of the blood~sea.

　　In the sea of ​​blood, Chen Rou's figure gradually emerged, and her eyes were full of anxiety and panic.

　　"Desire to kill, what comes out of the black hole is taboo!"

　　"Wang Qinghe just killed a few paper figurines of level forty, and then rushed into the black hole."

　　"But it never came out. The situation inside was not right, so I came up."

　　"Killing said, if you want to determine if he is still alive, you have to go to the fifth floor to see how his children are doing. Now he and the children should be in a state of symbiosis. If he dies, the children die!"

　　Chen Rou spoke very fast, as if she wanted to deliver the most content in the shortest time.

　　After Fang Ming and others heard her statement, they rushed to the bottom of the guard on the fifth floor before they had time to react, and the sword energy above the guard suddenly slashed wildly.

　　Those flying paper people were immediately stabbed by the dense knife energy,

　　Pieces fell from the sky and turned back into paper money.

　　And Chen Rou, because of two serious injuries in a row, was constantly harassed by paper people on the road, and at this time, she was also muffled by the slash of the sword, and her face was like golden paper.

　　Everyone was shocked.

　　Fang Ming and Xiaoxue quickly stepped forward to help her.