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Chapter six hundred and eighteen the paper maker

When I knocked on the door, I didn't use any code words. What's the point if I really said it? I can only say that I was like a traveler returning home at night, knocking on the door lightly.

Peeling immediately put on a guarded posture, and the next moment, the tree trunks around me were like an unfolding picture scroll, spreading out to both sides. The grass that originally seemed empty was spread out out of thin air.

A wooden door.

As a ghost and god, Skinner also had a solemn look on his face. His hand hanging by his side wanted to grab the skinning knife, but his swollen fingers could not grasp the handle.

That was the first time I felt panicked and scared when I saw ghosts and gods.

Peeling's voice trembled: "Li Po, please detoxify me quickly. Once I recover, we may still be able to fight..."

Do you want to peel it?

The four dead servants are all high-level ghosts and gods. If I fight one of them alone, I might be able to escape successfully, but there is no chance of me challenging him alone!

If I let go of skinning, wouldn't it be equivalent to putting a hungry tiger next to me that can eat people at any time?

I won't let her go...

When I was in a dilemma, the wooden door slowly opened in front of me, and someone picked out a white lamp from the door.

Peipei was so frightened that her hands and feet went weak and she sat on the ground. Mo Caiwei, who was closest to her, stepped forward to lift Peipei up. She slid her right hand down and slid a scalpel out of her cuff. The blade was turned and locked half way.

Open door.

When I raised my hand to signal the other person to calm down, a human hand tied with paper stretched out from the door.

The person holding the candle to welcome the guests turned out to be a paper man.

A paper man dressed in blue and white clothes staggered out of the door: "Why are you alive?"

I looked at the other party and said, "Can't living people enter here?"

The paper man raised his hand and pointed at Peeling: "She can enter, but you can't."

Peipei's body that was barely able to stand suddenly slumped down again: "No, no, no... I won't go in."

When Peipian was struggling to retreat, the sound of clothes ripping in the wind could already be heard on the cliff. Eviscerate and the others were already chasing him from the cliff. Although they had not arrived, the sound of clothes being driven around could already be heard in the air.

Before long, three crazy ghosts and gods will be standing in front of us.

When I turned around, I turned my Yin Qi to suppress the vitality in my body, and said in a ghostly voice: "Can I come in now?"

The paper man was obviously taken aback: "Please...please come in, everyone please!"

I pointed back: "The people behind."

The paper man sneered: "It's just a bunch of minions. If I don't let them in, they have to stand still."

Minion?

A paper man who is not even a ghost dares to turn ghosts and gods into slaves!

Who is the person he serves?

If you follow him into this gate, you can escape the pursuit of three ghosts and gods, but you may have just escaped from the wolf's mouth and entered the tiger's den.

After Mo Caiwei hesitated for a moment, Peipei broke free from his grasp. Peipei turned around and wanted to run back, but I wrapped the soul-chasing rope around her neck: "Follow me!"

"No, no..." Peipei struggled desperately and shouted: "I will go back and fight them hard. I won't go in..."

"Let's go!" When I pulled Peipei backwards as hard as I could, the paper man stretched out one hand to hold the soul-chasing rope, and gently pulled Peipei backwards, pulling Peipei down to the ground.

One moment, he was struggling desperately to peel off his skin. The next second, he was dragged to the ground like a dead dog, and was pulled into the door by the paper man.

Before the skinned feet could fully enter the door, three ghosts and gods were already standing outside the door at the same time. Eviscerate said in a loud voice: "That..."

"Kneel down!" The paper man suddenly turned his head and glanced behind him with a pair of eyes drawn in ink. The three ghosts and gods knelt down on the ground at the same time.

The paper man said coldly: "You can't bear to disturb our distinguished guests. Kneel down, and whoever dares to raise his head will die!"

When the paper man saw the three ghosts and gods lowering their heads one by one and lying motionless on the ground, he sneered twice and led us forward.

It wasn't until he walked into the door that the paper loosened the rope: "Dear guest, if you are willing to hold her, let her crawl on the ground like a dog. If you don't want to hold her, I will take care of her for you."

Peipei rolled her eyes under the pressure of the soul-chasing rope and couldn't even speak. I walked over and helped Peipei up. I held her arm with one hand and let her lean on me: "We were joking just now.

This is my friend."

The paper man just laughed and stopped talking, holding a lantern and leading the way.

Peipei, who was leaning on me, whispered: "Thank you."

Peeling her was a way of thanking me and maintaining her dignity.

I sent a message: "Don't thank me, we are enemies, not friends. I help you because you are different from the three of them. You have the dignity of a ghost."

My voice stopped and I said: "What exactly is here? How could you be so scared?"

"I don't know, I'm just afraid!" Peipei explained: "Have you ever seen a small beast encountering a natural enemy? That's how I am, I'm afraid out of instinct."

I quickly asked: "Are you afraid of the paper man? Or are you afraid of the door?"

"I'm afraid!" Peipei's answer made my heart sink slightly: This is bad.

The situation here is worse than I thought.

When I looked up at the paper man leading the way, the latter lifted the lantern slightly.
Chapter completed!
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