Before the rest of the paper figurines could react, Yi Xing sent them into the pool one by one by using the space channel and the blood spider silk.

"Please invite the imperial concubine to soak in the hot spring (×), and invite the imperial concubine to eat hot pot (√)."

As soon as the paper figurines fell into the water, the pool water turned into ropes to entangle them.

The paper figurine bound by the pool water soaked out traces of white juice.

The juice melted into the red soup pool, and the fragrance became stronger.

The paper figurine who fell into the water first, crawled towards the edge of the pool with difficulty under the restraint of the pool water.

Yi Xing squatted down on the bank of the pool in front of it, looked at the juice soaking out of its body and the hand that couldn't reach the bank, and asked, "Want to come out?"

The paper figurine nodded hastily, and the face with only the words "palace maid" on it was facing Yi Xing, beseeching faintly.

"Say a word and I'll save you."

Yi Xing unhurriedly took out the soup bowl from the space.

"Say... say what?"

The paper figurine opened its mouth tremblingly. Unlike the deep female voice that mechanically repeated sentences before, its voice now has a crying tone, which is more vivid.

If it weren't for its body made of paper, which doesn't even have five sense organs, it might already be able to give people the feeling of a living person.

Look, isn't this going to say something other than that sentence?

Yi Xing lifted his finger, and the blood spider silk shot out, entangled the paper figurine, and pulled it out.

The red liquid in the pool followed, as if trying to fish the paper man back.

It wasn't until the paper figurine completely left the range of the pool that the red liquid suddenly fell, and was poured into the bowl by Yi Xing who stretched out his hand.

"Well...it smells so good." Yi Xing sniffed lightly, feeling slightly intoxicated.

In the bowl, red and white juices are mixed together, like a bowl of tomato and egg soup.

The paper figurine that fell to the ground shrank back, away from the hot spring pool and Yi Xing.

Its lower body has turned a deathly gray, without any consciousness.

This is considered lucky, at least one life was saved, and the rest of the paper figurines had already been torn apart in the pool water.

And the person who caused all this... The paper man turned his head to Yi Xing, and was horrified to find that the survivor was drinking from a bowl to a pool of water, enjoying it.

"Crazy, absolutely crazy..."

The paper figurine floated up, dragging its unconscious lower body, and drifted towards the direction it came in.

It's just that as soon as it floated to the door, it was blocked by an invisible wall.

"You seem to be trapped here." Yi Xing sat cross-legged by the pool with a bowl in his hand, watching the paper man hit the air wall from different heights again and again, unable to get out no matter what.

The paper figurine was discouraged and floated down from the sky.

"Aren't you trapped here too?"

"I'm a survivor. The storyline of the dungeon arranged me here. I won't let me go if I haven't completed the task."

Yi Xing took a sip of the warm soup, and continued: "You are different, you are part of the dungeon, and it is really strange that you are also trapped."

"It's just an insignificant part," the paper figurine looked at the hot spring pool.

The water in the pool has returned to calm, and the paper figurines that fell into it before did not even leave a wreckage, and completely merged into the pool water, becoming a part of the pool water.

"Even if we die here, countless 'us' will be born."

The paper figurine looked at it and felt that something was wrong.

Has the water level of this hot spring pool dropped?

...It should be its illusion, right?

The paper figurine turned its head to Yi Xing, confirmed that it was far enough away from the hot spring pool, and then said:

"This water will absorb the life force of those who come into contact with it. If you drink so much water from the pool, you will definitely not survive. Anyway, if you are going to die, it is better to finish the plot first, and treat it as the remaining survivors."

Yi Xing: "The plot..."

The plot of this paragraph should be "the spring cold gives a bath to the Clear Flower Pool, and the hot spring water slides and washes the fat".

Thinking that he had promised An Wumeng to go out within half an hour, Yi Xing rubbed his already full stomach, put away the soup bowl and got up.

Looking at the remaining half of the hot spring, he was a little confused, "must I jump in?"

Such a good pot of soup, wouldn't it ruin it if he jumped into it?

He likes food to be true, but he doesn't like to let himself be covered with food.

"You must enter the pool to complete this plot."

The paper figurine saw Yi Xing's hesitation.

That's right, even if it's doomed to die, more people think about pulling a few backs.

There are too few people who use their own death to complete other jobs, otherwise this dungeon would not exist.

"It seems that this is the only way..."

Yi Xing operated the space ability, set up a space barrier on himself, and walked into the pool.

As he stepped into the pool, the water touched his body.

The red liquid instantly came to life, churning and wrapping around Yi Xing.

From the perspective of ordinary ability users, Yi Xing is indeed bound by the pool of water. Only those with space abilities will find out that all the pool water is blocked by the space barrier, and has not been able to really contact Yixing's body.

"Try again, can you get out?" Yi Xing said.

"I will help you tell your companions about the sacrifices you made for them."

The paper figurine was a little moved. It took a last look at Yi Xing who was almost completely covered by the pool water, and turned around to float towards the door.

Without hitting the air wall, it floated out successfully.

The paper figurine circled happily in the air, then sped up and flew out of the palace.

A blood spider thread wrapped around its waist and pulled it back in an instant.

"Do I allow you to leave?"

Yi Xing walked out of the hot spring pool, the red liquid slid down his body and fell back into the pool again.

"Are you okay?!"

The paper figurine was pulled by the blood spider silk and floated in the air like a kite, but this did not prevent it from being astonished to see Yi Xing coming out of the pool unscathed.

"Hmm..." Yi Xing thought about it seriously, and said, "It's just a little stretched, and it's still a little hot."

It wasn't the water in the hot spring pool that was hot, but the soup he drank was hot.

Under normal conditions, his body has a suppressive effect on the food he eats, and can gradually devour those parts that have a negative impact on his body without making him feel any discomfort.

After entering the hot spring pool, the speed of devouring slowed down inexplicably, and he was almost swallowed back by the water he drank.

It seems that eating too much is not suitable for hot springs.

Yi Xing thought.

Looking back at the hot spring pool, Yi Xing asked the paper figurine, "Is this the only story about the hot spring pool?"

"Yes." The paper figurine knew that he couldn't escape, so he responded very cooperatively.

"That's good."

Yi Xing operated his supernatural powers, cut the space five meters above, below, left, and right of the hot spring pool, and put the cut hot spring pool into his own space.

A hot spring pool in Nuoda disappeared instantly, revealing the loess layer underneath.

The paper figurine was startled, "What did you do?"

"Pack."

If you can't finish the food, of course you have to take it away.

Yi Xing took down the paper man kite, folded it several times, wrapped it with blood spider silk, and stuffed it into his pocket.

"What are you doing again?" The paper man folded into the size of a sugar cube said in his pocket.

"Can't you see? Pack you together."

Yi Xing walked out while talking.

He walked to the gate of the palace, and the paper figurines who blocked the door with their bodies immediately dispersed.

Yi Xing found that the number of paper figurines was much more than before, and the ground was full of paper figurine wreckage.

Apparently during the time he was in there was another fight outside.

"Gaotie!" An Wumeng jumped down from a tree not far away with a gun in hand, stepped forward, carefully looked at Yi Xing's body, and said, "How is it? Are you injured?"

"No, just sleepy." Yi Xingxu yawned with his mouth covered.

It is easy to suffer from food sleepiness when you are full.

An Wumeng thought he was tired, and said, "Find a place to rest first."

"En." Yi Xing responded.

It's just that the place to rest is hard to find. They entered several palaces one after another, but they were all empty.

Although it is not impossible to lie down and sleep on the spot, Yi Xing has never wronged himself, and finally decided to return to the palace where he first met.

Yi Xing remembered that the palace was complete with tables, chairs and screens, so there must be no shortage of beds.

The two returned to the palace during the day.

Just after walking down the stone steps, heard footsteps.

An Wumeng turned her head and saw a fat figure passing by the platform under the stone steps, followed by a group of paper figurines.

The angel also saw them both.

"Why are you still alive?"

The angel's complexion was unkind, and every time he saw Yi Xing, he would think of the flying ability he had lost.

Thinking of the plot of Ma Weipo, he felt relieved again.

"When the plot makes the 'Great Concubine' die, no one will be able to protect him anymore. No matter how strong he is, he will be piled to death by the sea of people."

Looking at the large group of "guards" behind him, the angel left with his head held high.

"Did you have any problems? Why did he insist on attacking you?" An Wumeng frowned as she watched the angel lead the team away.

"Before he attacked me at night, the only intersection we had was to exchange 300 points for a villa. As for after the night attack...he lost a pair of wings, should this be considered a festival for him?"

Yi Xing didn't care about the angel's thoughts and this "holiday", with a careless expression on his face.

"Be careful." An Wumeng said.

Yi Xing thought about it, and felt that An Wumeng was right.

Although he didn't think the angel could pose any threat to him, the other party's haughty look was very annoying.

An Wumeng gave Yi Xing the more comfortable dragon bed, and went to the low couch outside.

After An Wumeng left, Yi Xing turned off the live broadcast, set up a space barrier, and released the little octopus in the tattoo space.

"Huang!" The little octopus floated up and rubbed against Yi Xing's hand.

"How old are you, why are you still so clingy?" Yi Xing squeezed the little octopus, only to remember that the little octopus was only half a month old.

Well, it's not a full moon yet, so be clingy.

"Although the moon is not yet full, I still have to hunt for myself."

Yi Xing walked to the window, opened it, and said, "Go, eat up the paper figurine with these two words written on its face."

He used the blood spider silk to weave the word "Guardian" in the air.

The little octopus wrote down the words carefully, and said, "I will definitely help the emperor bring back all the food."

Saying that, the sliding tentacle swam out of the window.

Yi Xing, who was already fed up: "...This is really unnecessary."