You said you could kill the evil spirits without me, why are you crying now?

Chapter 225: The most talented girl in the entire Humen Martial Arts Academy!
"Ho ho ho..."

Zhang Jiancheng's body seemed to be controlled by an invisible force, and it was shaking more and more violently.

He clutched his face tightly with both hands, his fingertips digging deep into his skin, trying to break free from the cage that bound his sanity.

His body was bent into a bow shape, his back was arched, his legs were trembling weakly, and his whole posture was twisted and painful, like a shrimp boiled in boiling water, struggling desperately.

As the syllable "ah" in his mouth gradually twisted into a low and hoarse "ho",

An ominous feeling filled the air.

This sound was like a wail from the abyss, full of helplessness and despair.

Zhang Jiancheng's throat was tightly grasped by an invisible hand, and every breath he took was accompanied by a painful gasp.
It was as if some force was squeezing him madly from inside, tearing at his throat.

What was reflected in those bloodshot eyes was no longer fear, but complete madness and determination to self-destruct.

His hands, like sharp blades, slashed across his face again and again, and each time he exerted force was accompanied by a bloody sound of flesh being torn apart.

The nails were deeply embedded in the flesh, and blood flowed out from between the fingers, staining Zhang Jiancheng's hands and his clothes red.

Huang Qiuchen and the middle-aged woman were both horrified when they witnessed this scene, their eyes filled with disbelief and fear.

Zhang Jiancheng's hands, like a tireless machine, continued to wreak havoc on the already unrecognizable face.

Blood and tears intertwined together, blurring his vision and the boundary between him and the world.

His face, under his madness, gradually became bloody and the hideous wounds were like winding rivers, flowing with the elegy of life.

Finally, the last scream of pain was replaced by silence.

Zhang Jiancheng just opened his mouth and let out a silent roar. There was no trace of life in his empty eyes.

On the ground, his blood gathered into a trickle, interweaving with the yellow paper that had fallen earlier, forming a shocking picture.

As the last piece of flesh fell off Zhang Jiancheng's face,

A terrifying scene beyond common sense slowly unfolds before everyone's eyes.

Even the knowledgeable Huang Haibo couldn't help but gasp, feeling unprecedented shock and chill in his heart.

The face that once belonged to Zhang Jiancheng no longer exists.

Instead, a face carefully woven from paper appeared.
It quietly clung to the originally bloody outline, looking both weird and absurd.

On the face of this paper man, there is a stiff and twisted smile.

That smile seemed to contain endless pain and struggle.

But in the eyes of others, there is an inexplicable sense of joy.

The upward curve of the corners of his mouth was exaggerated, as if he was a manipulated puppet, performing a silent tragedy.

The sides of her cheeks were painted with snow-red blush, which formed a sharp contrast with the pale paper around it, adding a bit of weirdness and ominousness.

This color should be a symbol of vitality, but now it is like the trace of coagulated blood, which makes people shudder.

The paper man's smile and the blush intertwined together, forming an indescribable atmosphere of horror, as if even the air was trembling.

Zhang Jiancheng's hands hung limply on both sides of his body, with pieces of flesh and blood still remaining between his fingernails. They slowly dripped down and merged with the yellow paper that had already covered the ground.

His clothes were also stained with blood, forming an eerie harmony with the face of the paper man.

It is hard to tell whether this is the collapse of a flesh and blood body or a carefully designed horror trap.

At this moment, Zhang Jiancheng no longer had any human features, and his skin had turned abnormally yellow.
The texture was strikingly similar to the yellow paper falling around him. He was no longer that living person.
But it's part of this weird scene.

Inside the villa, the lights were still flickering, and yellow paper was still falling, but all this no longer mattered.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Zhang Jiancheng.

The person he once was has now become a terrifying existence that cannot be described in words.

The air was filled with a strong smell of blood and fear, almost suffocating people.

At this moment, time froze and the whole world was immersed in this irresistible atmosphere of terror.

"So that's how it is." Huang Haibo suddenly realized, "So the real culprit behind the scenes has already used his tricks to take advantage of the situation.

Zhang Jiancheng is no longer the same Zhang Jiancheng.

His body had long since turned into a paper man, and he was just numbly and stiffly carrying out the orders of the real murderer behind the scenes.
I hadn't even noticed this.

It is unbelievable that this kind of paper man can actually rob a living person of his consciousness."

Huang Haibo witnessed the hope of this process and had completely understood the opponent's methods.

Huang Qiucheng's psychological defenses have collapsed.

She covered her mouth and sobbed, tears rolling down her cheeks.

Huang Qiucheng never thought that one day she would see her beloved husband,
Losing his life in such a cruel and brutal way.

The process of turning living people into paper figures is so painful.

"So you demons can feel pain too?"

A sarcastic voice echoed in the villa.
These sounds seemed to come from every piece of yellow paper that fell, and also seemed to be made by every piece of yellow paper on the ground.

"Devil? You are the devil!"

Huang Qiucheng roared loudly: "If you have the guts, come out, I will make you regret coming into this world!"

Her facial features became extremely distorted, and she stared viciously at the yellow paper in all directions.

"as you wish."

As the voice that blurred the gender boundary echoed in the villa,
The yellow papers that were originally flying in the air in chaos were awakened by an invisible force and instantly stopped their endless falling.

These yellow papers seemed to be endowed with life, and they went against the flow of the air.
It swept back at an incredible speed, like fallen leaves blown by a strong wind, but even faster and more orderly.

In this ocean of yellow paper, a mysterious force gradually gathers and takes shape.

The yellow papers are attracted to each other and fit together, as if performing a silent dance.

As the spinning intensified, they began to weave into a complex pattern, spinning faster and faster.

Until a huge whirlwind made of yellow paper was formed.

This tornado is not the ravages of natural forces, but rather contains some ancient and mysterious power that makes people feel awe.

Under the influence of this force, the yellow paper gradually lost its original shape.
They blend and piece together, as if performing a delicate sculpture.

As time went on, a stunning sight emerged.

A lifelike girl slowly walked out of the whirlwind.

She was wearing a dress woven from yellow paper, which was light and flowing, as if it would be blown away by the wind at any time.

The girl's face is as delicate as a painting, and her eyebrows reveal a sense of innocence and sweetness.

She looks like she is only seventeen or eighteen years old at most, and is as friendly and lovely as the girl next door.

However, in this weird and terrifying environment, the girl's appearance seemed particularly abrupt.

Her sweetness and loveliness formed a sharp contrast with the gloom and horror that permeated the surroundings.
It is like a ray of light in the darkness, which makes people feel a little warm, but also makes them doubt the authenticity of this warmth.

The girl's eyes were clear and bright, as if she could see into people's hearts.
But in such an atmosphere, her smile seemed to carry a hint of indescribable meaning, making people afraid to approach her easily.

Inside the villa, the lights were still flickering, adding a bit of confusion and uncertainty to this strange scene.

The appearance of the girl made the already tense and depressing atmosphere even more complicated and unpredictable.

"So...it's you?!"

Huang Haibo was really shocked this time.

"Father, do you know her?" Huang Qiuchen asked in surprise.

"The most talented girl in the entire Humen Martial Arts Academy!" Huang Haibo had a complicated expression.

(End of this chapter)