Is that twisted space called the book world?

Jiang Wenming looked at the panic, puzzled, angry and sad people in the distance, as well as Hua Zhong and others standing together calmly, with his lips curled:

"You want to say, is there anyone here true?"

"I just said it's possible, but..."

Hua Zhong, Diao Feiyang, Deng Shuixian, Zhao Tie, Pan Xuanyu and others stood side by side and laughed in unison.

"According to your opinion, Diao Feiyang should have been dropped a lot of time, and Deng Shuixian..."

Deng Shuixian touched the scar on her face: "The wound on my face is new. You just used this to judge my authenticity, which means that in your heart, I was transferred later."

"Then how can you guarantee that I won't leave one or two people without changing?"

After saying that, the few people laughed sinisterly.

"Of course, you can kill everyone here, as long as you dare."

Jiang Wenming looked at the people and sighed deeply: "What? Is it because of my previous performance in the book world that I think I am a person who will not save my friends, so I say these words to me?"

"You think I must not dare to do this, right?"

Hearing Jiang Wenming's last words, the few people immediately changed their expressions, because the next second, the skeletons in front of Jiang Wenming actually pulled the bows and arrows together, and instantly shot the people in the Card Hunter Alliance into sieves.

Immediately afterwards, the tight bow and arrow pointed at Fan Yan and the others again.

"Bastard! What are you doing? We are real!"

The tie snake's face turned ashen and said, then reached out and lifted its clothes, and it released thousands of small black snakes and rushed towards Jiang Wenming.

"Have you copied the moves? Unfortunately, it's too stiff!"

Jiang Wenming waved his hand and the bows and arrows stomped on the Tie Snake, Fan Yan and other Black Fighting Kings. He heard the chopping sounds and the black snake died together with the Tie Snake falling to the ground.

The rest of Hua Zhong and others just watched Jiang Wenming kill everyone except them one by one, without any intention of stopping them.

Finally, as Ma Dongcheng fell to the ground with his terrified eyes, only Jiang Wenming, Hua Zhong, Diao Feiyang, Deng Shuixian, Pan Xuanyu and Zhao Tie were left on the field.

"Okay, now you are here, is there anything else to say?" Jiang Wenming looked at the five people.

Hua Zhongze narrowed his eyes and looked up at Jiang Wenming with complicated eyes:

“When did you start seeing through it?”

"When?" Jiang Wenming looked at the card in his hand.

"It was probably when I came out of that strange space."

"I admit that the people you transformed into are indeed enough to be true, but unfortunately, you obviously have not figured out the information about the relationship between people. Among these people, there are people who will never turn a blind eye to me!"

Jiang Wenming glanced at Zhong Wudao's corpse on the ground.

This terrifying guy who had been staring at Ge Dali's card, after knowing that the card was auctioned for more than 100 million, he didn't have to think about it and would definitely think of him.

But when he came out, Zhong Wudao was indifferent to him, which made Jiang Wenming feel something was wrong and then began to observe carefully.

Sure enough, with the erotic eyes of seeing everyone being suspects, Jiang Wenming discovered more and more suspicious points.

"When we came out, there were indeed real people around me, but after I killed the clown, although it was very fast, at least 374 details changed at that moment. I think that should be the time of the second change, right?"

"At that time, I was the only one who was left here, and you replaced the others with fake bodies, right?"

"You can actually see so many subtle changes around you in 0.1 second?" Diao Feiyang's voice started to rise.

"Impossible! You are just a human, how can humans do this?!"

Jiang Wenming's mouth twitched.

He is human.

But he has been unlucky for more than 20 years. If he hadn't practiced this trick, he wouldn't know how many times he would die!

Besides, can humans be the same?

It seemed that I had figured this out, and the five of them synced again, breathing a sigh of relief:

"Human talent is indeed terrible, but unfortunately you are still dying here today! Hehehehehehehe! Notes Legion!"

As he smiled, the skin on Hua Zhong and the other two suddenly began to lift up piece by piece, as if the pages of the book were opened, Taralala flew out papers filled with various words.

Papers were flying all over the sky, and then quickly folded into paper men with fists, surrounding Jiang Wenming and his skeletons.

"Paper man?"

Jiang Wenming frowned when he looked at the paper people shaking slightly around him.

"Haha, this is not a piece of paper man, but the notes of all those who have entered my book world!"

The five figures had merged at this time, revealing a door that looked like a black hole. On the other side was a corner of the library. A blond woman wearing glasses was sitting on a stool, flipping through books and drinking a cup of hot tea.

"In the book world, my book world can record all the subtitles and cards they say, and then completely replicate them. As long as I think, these paper people can kill you in an instant. Do you believe it?"

Jiang Wenming looked at the paper people around him and narrowed his eyes.

Some of the paper men are not human-shaped, some exudes silver brilliance, and some even carry various weapons.

Looking at the attributes, everyone actually has offense and defense!

If these hundreds of thousands of paper men attacked at the same time, his skeleton would not be enough to see!

"I believe it! After all, I'm still in your book, you can do whatever you want."

Jiang Wenming suddenly smiled, but his smile made the blonde woman raise her head slightly, and finally moved her eyes away from the book in her hand and looked at him.

"Strange, I couldn't read fear and anxiety from you. Are you not afraid of death?"

"fear death?"

Jiang Wenming suddenly sat on the thighs of the two and a half squatted skeletons, and looked at each other steadily.

"I am afraid of it naturally, but I will become numb when I am afraid. At least I can breathe now. Even if I can live a day, I will waste my time on fear and fear, and I will blame others all day long, so do I need to live?"

"Life?"

The woman stared at Jiang Wenming's face carefully, as if she was thinking about something. After a long time, she finally sighed.

"Can I ask you a question?"

Jiang Wenming used the skeleton head next to him as the handrail of the sofa and rubbed it for a while.

"This is your territory. Just ask if you want to ask, but whether you want to answer or not is my business."

"Yes, as a reward, I can let you live for another ten minutes and introduce yourself first."

The blonde nodded and then stood up:

"The Fifth Apostle of the Soul Emperor, Su Ling."
Chapter completed!