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Chapter 407 Now, you are the ant 1

"get out."
Liu Hou directed the strange fish to approach the plain in the middle of the lake, patted its head, jumped slightly, and jumped to the island.
The land on the island is extremely hard, making it hard to walk on.
It's not like soil, but more like a pile of dead bones.
Suddenly, he felt a line of sight behind him, still staring at him.
Liu Hou turned his head and asked in shock: "Why don't you leave? Are you going to wait for me to cook a tooth-beating ceremony?"
After saying that, my stomach growled just in time.
The fish monster was startled and stared at him pitifully and aggrievedly.
He raised his mouth.
Liu Hou laughed dumbly, slapped his head, and smiled awkwardly: "Look at my memory, I forgot about this."
I saw that the strange fish still had a copper rope in its mouth.
If Liu Hou doesn't untie the copper rope, it won't go anywhere.
Liu Hou made a clanging sound with his backhand sword.
The copper rope was immediately cut off, leaving only a small section in the mouth of the strange fish.
The fish monster sucked the remaining copper rope into its stomach with a sizzling sound. When it was free, it fluttered a few times and sank into the water impatiently.
As long as you stay away from this evil man, you can continue to return to the river and become the tyrant of Hanoi.
Liu Hou shook his head. The way the fish monster escaped was so delicious.
It's a shame to let it go.
With his feet on the ground, he walked towards the paper mansion step by step.
The area of ​​​​the plain in the center of the lake is not too large and is bare.
The wind on the river kept blowing, hitting my face and making my skin ache.
This wind is made of fierce Yin Qi and evil spirits, and is so thick that it cannot be dispersed.
With a strong sense of depression.
The dim red in the sky turned into a substantial viscous liquid on this small island.
Liu Hou took a deep breath, and all he inhaled was anger and resentment.
Even the air needs to be ignited with Dao fire to burn away the hostility in the air within the body.
Otherwise, if you smoke too much, your whole body will become useless.
If an ordinary person stood on this island, he might not be able to survive for ten seconds.
It didn't take long for Liu Hou to find the paper mansion.
Originally, during the fight with the old man, the paper mansion had turned into the mouth of a painted demon.
But Liu Hou looked carefully.
In fact, it was just an illusion transformed by evil spirits. The real paper mansion still stood in its original place.
There is no way the painting demon can turn the paper mansion into his own.
Liu Hou even had a feeling that the paper mansion that was incompatible with the world in the painting was an existence far superior to the painting demon.
The Painted Demon has only scratched the surface of the power of the Paper Mansion.
Its body has never left the world in the painting. Even if it does go out, it still needs to possess the human body that is dragged into the painting.
For example, Li Qi's skeleton.
Therefore, the painting demon needs to constantly bewitch one owner after another, so that the owner of the ancient painting can find the right person and draw him or her into the ancient painting.
And those mortals were all tempted by the painted demon to jump into this river of blood.
Bones, flesh, skin, blood, and souls are all digested by the river of blood.
Ultimately, it provides energy for this paper mansion.
This is not Liu Hou's simple guess, but the result deduced from the heavenly book.
The most important thing is that this paper mansion is most likely a good thing that Liu Hou has longed for and wants to get.
"so small!"
When he actually stood in front of the paper mansion, Liu Hou was stunned.
This paper mansion is much smaller than what I saw.
It seems to be a place for dwarfs, with a floor height of only one and a half meters.
Normal people simply cannot walk in with their backs straight.
The outer wall wrapped in paper is very thin, and the windows and doors look like they were painted on.
Can't open.
A thin layer of paper is pasted onto a paper skeleton.
It is similar to the paper houses used by modern people to worship their ancestors.
And it's not very refined at all.
It's exactly like something a kid would doodle.
Liu Hou put his hand on the door of the paper house and frowned slightly.
I asked the book in my heart: "This is really what we are looking for."
But my heart was trembling slightly.
This is exciting.
Not only him, the Book of Heaven was also trembling slightly in his spiritual altar.
Ready to move.
Shuling excitedly wrote to Liu Hou: "It's this thing, I can feel the throbbing of the body.
Master, release my body quickly."
Liu Hou nodded, ecstatic.
As soon as his spiritual platform moved, a incomplete ancient book appeared in his empty hand.
This is the essence of the Book of Heaven.
It has been the first time since Liu Hou obtained the Heavenly Book that he took it out of the spiritual platform.
Just when Liu Hou opened the pages of the Book of Heaven and prepared to take the next step according to the requirements of the book spirit.
Suddenly there was a loud shout from above: "Ant, what are you doing here?"
There was a hint of anxiety in his voice.
Liu Hou turned around calmly and looked at the huge figure in the sky with a smile.
It turned out that Hua Mo sensed that he had arrived in front of the Paper Mansion and ran back desperately.
“I didn’t do much, just visited the house.
What a beautiful house, why don’t you invite me in as a guest?”
Liu Hou said slowly.
The painting demon sneered: "I have changed my mind. I have played with you enough. Ant, I want you to die now!"
As he spoke, he waved his two-story-high paw, intending to slap Liu Hou to death with one palm.
Liu Hou had no fear at all, and he didn't even hide.
Still slowly clasping his hands behind his back, he faced the suffocating painted demon with a demonic aura.
His eyes were full of contempt and contempt.
He seems to be an arrogant painting demon, but at this moment, he is a real ant.
Hua Mo's palm stopped just before it hit Liu Hou's forehead.
Something doesn't feel right about it.
Liu Hou's behavior is really wrong.
Why doesn't this ant run away or hide?
Why do I feel a throb of fear from the depths of my soul?
It seems that there is some kind of fatal threat coming soon.
The claws of the painted demon struck down and then suddenly stopped. The wind pressure generated ruffled Liu Hou's hair.
Liu Hou scratched his head and said calmly: "Hey, monster. Do you know that when I first met Shen Fan, I already realized that this commission was very dangerous.
Do you know why I accepted this commission without hesitation? Is it really just for Shen Fan's money?"
A line appeared on the heavenly book he opened in his hand: "Master, aren't you just doing it for money?"
It was Shu Ling who was finishing the attack.
Liu Hou coughed awkwardly: "Well, this. Let's close the door and communicate slowly later. I'm explaining to this monster how he will be destroyed by me."
Only then did Hua Mo notice the heavenly book in Liu Hou's hand, and said in shock: "The smell of this book is so weird, why are there words appearing on it?
Eh, that's not right.
The breath in the book feels familiar to me."
Liu Hou smiled and said: "Why, you have the same feeling? It seems that I didn't make a mistake. When I first met that boy Shen Fan, I not only felt that his presence was disappearing, but I also felt that his presence was disappearing.
There is a subtle breath mixed with him.
Chapter completed!
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