Chapter 198 Origami

The moment he heard this voice, Jian Changsheng felt his scalp tingling.

Just before nightfall, a paper man suddenly appeared in the deserted woods, and he could even speak... If Jian Changsheng had not experienced a lot of things and was determined, he would have been scared at the first sight.

He rushed out of the doghouse without hesitation, turned around and ran away from the paper man. At the same time, the short sword fell on his palm and slashed it hard, and scarlet blood appeared on the spot.

He waved his bloody palm hard, and a few drops of blood shot out at a high speed. The next moment, his figure disappeared from the spot.

Jian Changsheng was not stupid. The paper man could not be a natural product. It must be controlled by someone... And the one who could do this was undoubtedly the owner of the Shinto, and it was definitely not the [Shinto of Soldiers].

In this Aurora City, the owner of other Shinto suddenly appeared, and it seemed that he was coming for himself, so the identity of the other party was about to be revealed...

The group of foreigners hired by the Star Chamber of Commerce? But didn't Liu Chen say that he didn't send them out? !

Jian Changsheng cursed Liu Chen in his heart, and he only regretted that he killed him too quickly. Now that he thought about it, it was probably because of the strange flying bird he encountered on his way back... Otherwise, he didn't meet anyone along the way, how did the other party track him all the way here?

Jian Changsheng used [Blood Dropping Tuo] twice in succession, and escaped hundreds of meters in just a few seconds. The original paper man was no longer visible, but he still didn't stop.

Jian Changsheng knew very well how terrible the strangers from the Star Chamber of Commerce were. It was wishful thinking to think that he could get rid of them with this degree.

As if to confirm Jian Changsheng's thoughts, the next moment, he felt his shoulders sink, as if something was hanging on his back.

Jian Changsheng's pupils shrank slightly, and he turned his head subconsciously.

At some point, the bright paper face was crawling on his back, staring at him blankly and strangely;

The moment the two looked at each other, Jian Changsheng's heart seemed to skip a beat. He didn't know how the paper man could catch up with him who had escaped such a distance in an instant... and he didn't have time to think about it.

The paper man gently raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder. A muffled sound like a low thunder came from Jian Changsheng's body, and half of his body instantly lost consciousness!

Jian Changsheng didn't even feel the pain, but he fell heavily to the ground because of losing balance!

The paper man crawling on his back also swung up lightly like a kite at the moment he fell, and hung upside down at the end of the treetop not far away. The slight weight only bent the treetop a little.

"Who are you!?" Jian Changsheng struggled to get up from the ground, his eyes red as blood.

Sensing Jian Changsheng's serious injury, [Blood Robe] began to operate frantically, and endless power flowed through his body, and murderous aura spread wildly in the deserted forest.

The paper man had no intention of speaking, but just hung upside down on the treetop in silence, swaying slightly with the cold wind, like a New Year picture that had been left behind.

Jian Changsheng gritted his teeth, stomped his feet on the ground, and shot out at the paper man like a cannonball!

Since he couldn't escape even with [Blood Dropping Tuo], he had no choice but to fight head-on. Jian Changsheng held the dagger in his hand, and a cold light flashed in front of the paper man at an astonishing speed!

Just when the sword was about to touch the opponent, the paper man trembled slightly and disappeared in front of Jian Changsheng on the spot...

No, that couldn't be considered disappearing at all. Jian Changsheng saw the opponent being "folded open" with his own eyes, as if he was disassembled into several creased pages out of thin air, and then turned into long "snakes", along his hand waving the dagger, and instantly wrapped around his body!

Jian Changsheng was stunned. He had never thought of such a possibility. The scene before him was completely beyond his understanding of "battle"... When had the [Soldier God], who had always fought head-on, ever fought such a strange battle?

Well... except when facing Chen Ling.

Jian Changsheng subconsciously wanted to swing his sword to cut the paper strips wrapped around him, but several of them instantly entangled into something like a chain, completely binding his hands and feet, and another paper strip was wrapped around his neck, hanging him on the tree branch.

Jian Changsheng struggled violently, but the strength that was enough to tear apart the steel strips was unable to break free from these paper strips. His neck was deeply marked, and a strong sense of suffocation surged into his heart!

Only then did he see a figure with a hunched back slowly walking towards him in the dim forest.

He was a thin and pale man, with a hunchback like a hunchback, and he walked with a limp, looking like a refugee with congenital malnutrition.

At this moment, he was playing with a piece of note paper in his hand, folding it skillfully, turning it into a human shape, a paper crane, and a flower...

He raised his drooping eyes slightly and glanced at Jian Changsheng who was hanging on the tree, without any emotional fluctuations in his eyes.

"This, we must capture him alive..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the note wrapped around Jian Changsheng's neck loosened naturally, and he fell from mid-air and hit the ground heavily.

Jian Changsheng's purple face was panting violently. He stared at the pale man beside him, wanting to get up and continue fighting with the other party, but he could not break free from the paper snake that bound his hands and feet.

The pale man ignored his meaning. As the note paper he was playing with spread out, pages of paper grew out from the soil under his feet, entwined around Jian Changsheng's body as if alive, like a white coffin, gradually sealing him in.

Seeing this scene, Jian Changsheng seemed to have thought of something, and fear flashed in his eyes!

"Domain... Are you Xijie?!"

As the pale man folded the note on his fingertips into a small rectangular block, Jian Changsheng's body completely disappeared, and in the end only a white paper man was lying alone on the ground, shaking constantly.

The pale man slowly squatted down, took out the red pen in his arms, and dotted a pair of red eyes on the paper man. The paper man suddenly stopped moving and was silent.

The forest fell into a dead silence.

The pale man stretched out his hand and carried the light paper man on his hunchback-like bulge. In the dead and dark dense forest, he walked silently in another direction, like a funeral master who was about to attend a funeral.

“There are still two people left… This time, we don’t need to take them alive,” he muttered to himself.