After being twisted in Wang Feng's hand, it quickly turned into ashes and scattered, and the remaining ashes stained Wang Feng's fingertips.
"Sure enough, it smells like this."
After rubbing it gently for a few times, the familiar smell of blood hit Wang Feng's nose again. The smell was still very light, but he could always smell it easily.
"It's this little paper man again."
Wang Feng frowned, with a solemn look in his eyes.
Ever since he entered the dungeon, he has encountered this little paper man, and now it makes him a little annoyed.
"This is a blood curse."
Suddenly, a clear voice sounded in Wang Feng's ears: "It is true that you are not able to handle it now."
"What are you looking at? I've never seen a beautiful woman."
Looking at the little fan who stood in front of me at some point, she was akimbo and glaring at Wang Feng: "Miss Accountant today, please remember. Master, please remember carefully. Sooner or later, I will come back with revenge."
After saying that, without giving Wang Feng a chance to speak, the pink figure quickly faded and disappeared from Wang Feng's eyes.
Wang Feng: "..."
What a childish temper.
The fear caused by the little paper man disappeared silently after Xiaofen interrupted. The corners of Wang Feng's mouth curved slightly, and he completely let go of his fear of the ghosts behind the scenes.
The boat will naturally go straight when it reaches the bridge.
After taking a look at the mess on the stairs, Wang Feng stepped over and continued walking downstairs.
It was very dark in the corridor. Even with the beam of a flashlight, it could only illuminate half of the stairs.
Wang Feng doesn't expect too much, just being able to see the path under his feet clearly.
After turning several corners this time, Wang Feng came to the first floor.
Looking back, Wang Feng's eyes wavered slightly, and then he looked in the direction of the exit.
Another accident.
There was a lot of debris near the exit, almost blocking the iron door.
It seems that after leaving the stairs, Wang Feng found that the darkness became lighter, and the aperture illuminated by the flashlight could also be projected to an extremely long distance.
It was precisely because of this that he could clearly see what the debris blocking the door was.
Countless puppets, some complete and most incomplete, are stacked together and entangled with each other as if they are afraid of being separated from each other.
Seeing these puppets, Wang Feng suddenly felt uneasy.
I had just experienced an attack by puppets, and the guy blocking the road this time was an innumerable number of puppets, and anyone who looked at them was heartbroken.
Admittedly, none of the puppets in front of me moved, they lay there peacefully like dead objects.
But Wang Feng just felt very uneasy. Compared with the cute puppet doll just now, whether it was the makeup on the face or the marks on the body, Wang Feng had a terrifying feeling.
Just when Wang Feng hesitated.
Kaka...
Following a strange sound, strange glimmers of light appeared in the aperture of the flashlight.
Wang Feng took a closer look and saw streaks of light appearing on the puppet's body.
It is not light in the strict sense. These lights are not projected by the light source, but come from themselves.
Twisting and squirming.
They are just strips of glowing bugs, and as they squirm, they connect the puppet's joints.
Then the puppet doll began to make tentative movements with its arms. Every time it moved, there would be a strange sound.
And Wang Feng noticed that those puppets showed no intention of stopping even if their arms were broken when they were moving.
"A different feeling."
Wang Feng murmured to himself, looking at the puppets dancing wildly in front of him, he was full of doubts: "It's different from the puppets just now, the medium that controls them is different."
The squirming rays emitted a blood-red light, and there was also a smell of blood in it. It was a normal smell of blood, without that special smell.
Wang Feng has smelled it, so he is very sure.
With the movement, the puppets gradually separated one by one. They stood on the ground, densely packed, roughly counting about six or seven hundred.
"Gone!"
The bloody light that crawled on the puppet's body suddenly disappeared without a trace in an instant, as if it had been agreed upon.
Wang Feng, who had been focusing on the puppet doll, noticed that the puppet doll's face had undergone tremendous changes.
The thick makeup became lighter, but they all had one thing in common, that is, their eyes turned red in an instant.
Just like the reflection of a blood pool in hell, there are countless resentments roaring inside, creating an extremely terrifying aura. Anyone who looks at it will tremble in their hearts.
Wang Feng did not tremble, but his heart was extremely solemn.
The feeling these puppets gave him was very powerful, completely comparable to the puppet he met on the stairs.
Uh-huh...
It was a silent movement, but Wang Feng still felt it immediately when being watched by 5,600 puppets.
Damn it!
Hundreds of puppets looked at each other, filled with murderous intent and greed. Wang Feng cursed in a low voice, turned around and ran towards the second floor.
Since the exit was blocked, he jumped out from the second floor.
"Hey hey hey..."
Seeing Wang Feng running away, as if stimulated by the order, all the puppets chased after Wang Feng.
Wang Feng ran to the second floor with a gasp, but Wang Feng was a little dumbfounded. In the passage leading to the second floor, there was a big lock hanging on the security door.
"Is the front locked?"
After muttering something, Wang Feng heard the sound of dense footsteps coming from below. Without hesitation, Wang Feng took out the black dagger from the space and slashed it on the big lock.
As expected of a black dagger, even without the Yin Qi circulating, the blade is still very sharp.
Slashing on the big lock, the latch of the big lock snapped. Wang Feng quickly removed the lock, opened the safety door and stepped into the passage on the second floor.
Different from the floors above, the passage on the second floor has classrooms on one side and a balcony separated by glass on the other.
This is just right.
With a burst of joy in his heart, Wang Feng punched the glass, making a huge hole, and then jumped...
"Young man, do you think this can stop me from leaving?"
Looking back proudly, Wang Feng's expression changed.
I thought that those puppets would not be able to leave the building, but the puppets that jumped down behind them like dumplings made Wang Feng really slapped in the face.
md, still run!
Cursing in his heart, just as his toes touched the ground like fallen leaves, Wang Feng moved in succession, and he ran in one direction like an arrow off the string.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Behind him, there was the sound of a puppet falling to the ground.
Wang Feng, who ran nearly a hundred meters, suddenly stopped.
In front of him is the school wall.
The point is not this, but the puppets painted on the wall.
The lifelike pen and ink look as if they are real.
"Did I get into trouble with the puppets?" Several black lines flashed across Wang Feng's forehead, and his intuition told him that there must be a big problem with the puppets painted on the wall.
So he followed his instinct and stopped abruptly.
And at this moment, the puppet dolls that jumped down had separated and surrounded Wang Feng.
Little fan?
never mind.
The pop-up window in his sight made Wang Feng give up his plan to summon Xiaofen again. After all, if he forcefully summoned Xiaofen this time, he would lose 14% of his bond value.
“The bond value seems easy to get, but actually it’s not easy to get either.”
Wang Feng has a strong balance in his heart and knows when to be willful and when to be cautious.
Now Xiaofen is the strongest combat power in his hand, so naturally he cannot lose Xiaofen because of the bond value.
Of course, when Xiao Fen couldn't be summoned, Wang Feng would pay attention to Xiao Hei.
The button representing Xiao Hei's summon shows the available status.
Not caring about the current situation, whether Xiao Hei could handle it with his strength, Wang Feng decided to summon it first.
With a click of his mind, Xiao Hei, wearing a black dress, appeared next to Wang Feng.
Feeling the danger around her, Xiao Hei immediately entered combat mode, and the white dagger in her hand instantly turned into a big knife.
A cold light shone on the sharp blade.
His right foot retreated slightly, and in the next moment Xiao Hei's body exploded out, pulling out flickering afterimages in the blink of an eye.
Bang bang bang...
With the sound of impact, almost at the same time, the puppets surrounding Wang Feng seemed to be hit by a huge force. They floated in the air for an instant, and then fell to the ground, scattering into a pile of fragments of different sizes.
One blow, kill them all!
wrong!
Wang Feng saw a puppet with a very different color on the edge, quietly retreating.
It actually escaped Xiao Hei's attack just now, and it didn't seem to have suffered any trauma on its body.
Wang Feng's gaze caused the moving puppet to stop abruptly.
It can be seen that its body is very stiff at this moment, and it turns its little head "clucking", and it looks at Wang Feng.
"It's really different."
Wang Feng looked at the dark face of the puppet doll. There were no facial features at all, and the entire body of the puppet doll looked like a cloud of smoke. However, this description was not appropriate. For the time being, it was just smoke that solidified the body.
This is not the point. The point is that Wang Feng smelled a familiar scent from this puppet. Although it was very faint, it was still very clear.
This smell is the smell of blood.
Wang Feng was certain that the smell of blood on this puppet was the source of the smell of blood he smelled earlier.
"you……"
As soon as he opened his mouth, the puppet doll suddenly accelerated like a frightened bird, jumped up high, and jumped up to the place where it had just jumped at a very fast speed.
"You are the ghost behind it, Xiao Hei, stop it."
As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Feng realized that Xiao Hei had stopped in mid-air, raised the white sword in his hand, and struck hard at the puppet doll in the air.
"Get out of the way."
The puppet's voice was as dry as firewood: "Otherwise I will tear you to pieces."
The palm of the protruding hand stretched out five fingers in an instant, and its nails were thirty or forty centimeters long, staggered to resist the white sword.
"Oh!"
Xiao Hei smiled lightly, suddenly let go of the handle of the knife, and his body appeared on the side of the puppet.
A slender calf under the dress kicked out with a roar, causing a hunting sound to hit the puppet doll's head...