Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

"These are all drawn by you. You are the one who messed up everything here. Let us leave here, otherwise you can try your head to see if it is as hard as a brick."

"Don't be stupid, let Wang Wei down quickly, she's almost out of breath!"

The students in the back saw that Wang Wei was already out of breath, and wanted to go forward to pull her.

But they also saw that Xue Tao, who looked like a student like them, had amazing strength.

He could only shout eagerly from the side.

"Fart, she has already committed suicide, she is a dead person! A dead person! Do you understand!"

After Xue Tao finished speaking, he suddenly found that the expressions of the students around him became silent.

The man with glasses pushed his eyes and said in a low voice: "Brother, calm down, put down Wang Wei first, she is dumb, and she can't escape even in such a small place."

"Dumb??"

Xue Tao froze for a moment, he didn't know this.

If Zhao Ke were here, he would definitely think about it carefully. It seems that since the girl pulled him, there was indeed no trace of talking.

Perhaps it was the man with glasses' words that made Xue Tao feel a little reasonable.

Or maybe it was because she knew that Wang Wei was a mute, so she felt a little touched in her heart.

After all, having read the diary with his own eyes, Xue Tao knew very well how bad Wang Wei's life was.

Xue Tao is not as iron-hearted as Zhao Ke, he is cold-blooded and never shows any mercy.

He still had a little compassion in his heart, and slowly put Wang Wei down.

Xue Tao added angrily: "I'm looking at this little four-eyed face, don't get me wrong."

"Little four eyes???"

The corner of the glasses man's mouth twitched a few times, and he didn't seem to be interested in this new title.

After a gesture, several other students around quickly walked over and helped Wang Wei up.

But at this time, Wang Wei stared straight at the diary on the ground, pointed at the diary, and anxiously called out "Alas!"

Seeing this, Xue Tao snatched the diary quickly.

"Why, you still want to use this thing to harm... Huh?? How could this happen??"

Xue Tao couldn't finish his sentence.

I saw the pictures in the diary, which continued to appear.

In the picture at this time, Zhao Ke and Wang Heng are trapped in a dead corner.

The surrounding environment also changed. On the wall, there were distorted faces protruding from the wall, grabbing Zhao Ke and Wang Heng with both hands.

The most worrying thing was that the triangular monster had already charged in the direction of the two of them.

"Damn, why is this happening!"

The pictures in the diary are still changing by themselves.

You can see the dignified expression on Zhao Ke's face. In such a narrow environment, even if Zhao Ke has many means, he can't use it.

On the contrary, the triangle monster, even if it just got in, could squeeze Zhao Ke into a meat sauce.

Xue Tao didn't know that Zhao Ke had a golden stamp like Da Xia Ding.

So seeing the picture in front of him, cold sweat broke out anxiously on his forehead.

"Is it the ghost of this thing?"

Xue Tao looked at the diary in his hand, gritted his teeth and planned to destroy the diary.

"do not!"

Fortunately, at this moment, the man with eyes grabbed Xue Tao's arm and looked back at Wang Wei at the same time.

Wang Wei kept gesturing in sign language.

The man with glasses acted as an interpreter, and read along: "If you destroy this diary, they will all die. Give me the diary, and I can save them."

After the man with glasses finished speaking, he added another: "Hurry up, do you want to kill them?"

Xue Tao hesitated for a moment, but finally let go.

Although he let go of the diary, Xue Tao was still worried and stood aside, keeping his eyes on Wang Wei.

I'm afraid she will do something small again.

After receiving the diary, Wang Wei picked up a pen and quickly began to paint again.

Only then did Xue Tao notice.

Wang Wei has no way to directly change the movements of Zhao Ke and Wang Heng in the painting, only the surrounding environment can be changed.

The pen in his hand was rustling on the diary.

Constantly draw a new picture on the blank page.

Xue Tao only noticed at this time that when Wang Wei changed the pictures in the diary, a lot of black pen charcoal would be left behind.

It gave birth to a dark feeling on the diary.

"Those black fog, is this??"

For a moment, Xue Tao's expression became more serious, staring at Wang Wei, his eyes were full of confusion.

At this moment in the air-raid shelter, Zhao Ke had a serious expression on his face.

Call out the sword energy to cut off the hand protruding from the surrounding walls.

At the same time, staring coldly at Wang Heng, he said coldly, "If you don't want to die, just stay with me."

Wang Heng was scared out of his wits.

As he was walking, a hand protruded from the wall, almost dragging him directly into the wall.

If it weren't for Zhao Ke's sharp eyesight and quick hands, he would have cut off that hand with an axe.

Now Wang Heng can't even imagine what the result will be for him.