The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

People kept appearing on the rooftop, Zhao Lecheng looked at these people who appeared suddenly, the white beard on his chin trembled a few times.

"Yuxuzi, Paper Maker, Chishi, Corpse Devourer..."

"Team Leader Zhao, we're here to help you." Jishou said, a Taoist priest with a sense of demeanor.

Zhao Lecheng looked at each of them, there was a righteous Taoist, and there was a bloody evil person.

"Paper maker?"

Ye Ya squinted his long and narrow eyes, swung the short black knife in his hand forward, and a black horse rushed straight at a skinny old man with a hunchback.

Holding a mourning stick in his hand, the old man looked back at the saber aura with a murderous intent, and grinned strangely.

The teeth in the old man's mouth have all fallen out, and the opened mouth is like a bottomless black hole, which makes the scalp numb.

Facing the saber energy, the old man did not avoid it, and waved the mourning stick in his hand in the air.

The air in front of the old man twisted visibly with the naked eye, and a female paper doll appeared in front of the old man at some point.

The colorful paper figurines are about the size of an adult, their workmanship looks extremely rough, and their facial features are distorted and their expressions are strange.

The pale face of the paper figurine was painted thickly with paint, and the blood-like blush was extremely eye-catching.

The extremely rough paper figurine looks like a childish graffiti, but the black and white eyes of the paper figurine are extremely vivid, like a finishing touch, bringing the whole paper figurine to life.

An extremely sinister feeling came from those eyes, which made people shudder.

"Hey hey..."

A harsh and hoarse laughter came from the paper figurine's mouth that was tilted to the left cheek. The sound pierced everyone's body in an instant, and everyone felt as if a hand reached into the heart and kept scratching.

Negative emotions emanated from everyone, fear, despair, killing...

After Luo Sirou heard this voice, she appeared in a very strange state, with dull eyes and a smile on her mouth, very much like the second idiot next door.

Master Xiao was slightly better than Luo Sirou, sitting cross-legged on the ground with a livid face.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Xiaoxue, who had the weakest will, did nothing. She didn't realize that the calf bone hidden behind her shrouded her with a faint light.

Xiao Xiaoxue reached out and pulled Luo Sirou: "Sister Sirou, what's wrong with you, don't scare me."

Xiao Xiaoxue cried out in a crying voice, and as soon as Xiao Xiaoxue's hand touched Luo Sirou, the shrouded light on Xiao Xiaoxue's body instantly spread to Luo Sirou's body.

Luo Sirou looked at Lihua Daiyu Xiao Xiaoxue in a daze, and asked in confusion: "Xiaoxue, why are you crying?"

Seeing that Luo Sirou had returned to normal, Xiao Xiaoxue wiped away her tears and explained the abnormality just now.

Luo Sirou looked at the bones hidden behind Xiao Xiaoxue's back, and she, who was smart, instantly thought of the reason why Xiao Xiaoxue was not affected by that laughter.

As the paper figurine's laughter became more and more rapid, the black saber aura got closer and closer.

The saber air and the paper figurine finally collided together, there was no lightning, thunder, fire, or even the slightest sound.

A black vortex appeared on the chest of the paper figurine. The vortex kept spinning with black saber energy, and the surrounding air began to twist again.

As the black vortex spins faster and faster, the black sword aura and paper figurines are all absorbed by the vortex.

The air returned to calm, and the saber air and paper figurines disappeared without a trace, as if they had never appeared before.

The old man looked at Ye Ya with resentment in his eyes, and kept rubbing his fingers on the handle of the mourning stick, wondering what he was thinking.

Seeing that the blow was ineffective, Ye Ya's black short knife emitted bursts of black light, and a cold breath spread from the blade to the roof, and the roof was instantly enveloped by this air-conditioning.

"Okay." Zhao Lecheng, who was standing in the center of the tornado, looked at Ye Ya, and stopped his next move with a voice.

Ye Ya glanced at Zhao Lecheng, was silent for a while, and finally took back the dagger.

Zhao Lecheng looked at the rooftop, plus Luo Sirou and the other three, there were as many as fourteen people on the rooftop.

"Daoist Yuxu, Chishi and others are all from my generation, and they care about the common people. I can understand coming here, but you guys come here, I really can't think of what you are doing? Cast yourself into a trap, or take advantage of the fire?" Zhao Lecheng stared at the paper maker and asked, his tone a bit unfriendly.

Seeing that Ye Ya didn't intend to attack again, Zhazhike felt a lot more relaxed.

The paper maker looked at Zhao Lecheng and said, "I have lived in Minghai City for twenty years, and I like this place."

Zhao Lecheng was a little surprised, this paper maker was the most wanted criminal in their Tianzu, killing people like hemp, with bloody hands.

Twenty years ago, the Paper Maker suddenly disappeared without a trace, but he never expected to settle down in Minghai City.

It's just that no one would have thought that this character would actually have feelings for a city.

The Paper Maker seemed to see what Zhao Lecheng was thinking, and grinned. This time, the smile was not weird at all, but sincere.

"I've been walking here, drinking tea, and bragging. I've been doing this for twenty years, and I want to keep doing it."

"Then you have to do it with your life." Ye Ya said coldly.

Paper Maker glanced at Ye Ya lightly: "Ignorant child."

Zhazhike seems to mean something else.

Zhao Lecheng nodded: "When people are old, they are always unwilling to move their nests."

"What about you, Corpse Eater?" Zhao Lecheng turned his head to a middle-aged man with a simple and honest appearance.

The corpse man smiled honestly, touched the back of his head, and pointed to a place far away.

"My younger sister was studying there. That girl was stubborn and never left. The girl always said that her parents would come back. If she left, what if her parents couldn't find me when they came back. But I didn't dare to tell the girl about my parents. She died a long time ago, when she was ten years old."

The corpse man mentioned his sister and smiled happily, like a big child.

"What about you, butcher." Zhao Lecheng looked at a fat man.

The fat man is very fat, and the fat eyes can't be found. The fat man was wearing a pair of big pants and a pair of flip-flops on his feet, but he was only wearing a greasy apron on his upper body, and the greasy fat leaked out in circles.

The fat man smiled and pointed not far away: "My bun shop is there. It has been in business for almost ten years, and the business is good."

Zhao Lecheng nodded, pointing at the void with his right hand, "Get up."

Small whirlwinds formed under the feet of everyone, slowly bringing them into the air.

"We're not going to die. Our main task is to prevent that guy in the sky from falling to the ground. As for the interception and killing, I have already notified the team. Tsing Yi Hou believes that he will arrive soon."

Hearing Zhao Lecheng mention Tsing Yihou, all the people showed respect on their faces.

"Will that one really come there?" asked the Blood Lady who was in the same tornado with Zhao Lecheng.

At this time, she looked longing, like a little girl chasing stars.

"I don't know about the others, but Master Tsing Yi Hou will definitely come." Zhao Lecheng's tone was firm, as if it was a matter of course.

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