Chapter 851: Ask the Immortal of the Yellow Springs (1)

"Fuck!"

A girl's low curse echoed in the room.

Then there was a dull thud.

The glass ball rolled towards the corner.

Little short legs and arms slowly stretched out, the Mini Robot took shape, swaying its head left and right in an honest manner, its glassy bead-like eyes looking at the papier-mâché figure that had fallen to the ground.

The paper figure had its head on the ground and its butt sticking up, in a twisted posture, revealing its Gao Yuanhong face and red lips with a bizarre smile.

"I told you, don't get too close to the owner."

The robot clattered forward a few steps, hands behind its back, educating it like an old cadre.

The paper figure didn't move.

Maintaining that creepy smile.

Miss Chuzheng sat cross-legged on her bed, wiped her face calmly, scared to death.

Opening her eyes only to see the papier-mâché figure right in front of her.

How could it not be scary?

Miss Chuzheng's eyes scanned the room and then returned.