If there was enough firepower, everything would be paper.
Did he have enough firepower?
It was very sufficient.
Therefore, he wasn't worried at all. He just did what he had to do.
Time continued to pass, and in the blink of an eye, the night became darker and darker.
Xu Bai put away the Nameless Blade Scripture in his hand and prepared to rest. Before he went to sleep, he took out the paper figurine at his waist and threw it on the ground.
The paper figurine suddenly grew larger. In the blink of an eye, it became more than three meters tall. It bent its waist slightly to avoid touching the roof.
"Guard it."
Xu Bai lay on the bed and closed his eyes.
Gradually, sleepiness struck him. He turned over and fell into a deep sleep.
..
The oil lamp had been blown out, and the place was as quiet as usual. Other than the paper man guarding the side, which was slightly eerie, nothing unexpected happened.
