Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

"What did you do to her?"

Zhao Ke looked at the centipede monster under the pothole, turned around and asked curiously.

"Eat, eat what you eat to make up for you. Doesn't she need strength, so we'll feed her all the wraiths here. The more you eat, the better."

For the centipede monster below, Wang Wei didn't seem to want to look at it, she turned her head to the side, as if she was avoiding something.

Seeing this, Zhao Ke couldn't help asking: "Then you should know that she is actually yours..."

Before Zhao Ke finished speaking, Wang Wei suddenly became emotional.

"Shut up! One of them gave birth to me but didn't raise me, and the other raised me but killed me. Not only do I want them to die, but I also want their souls to be imprisoned here and become monsters in the wraiths, living forever Imprisoned here until I rot away a little bit."

Accompanied by the roar, one could see the blue veins on Wang Wei's face, and her eyes turned black, not even a single white of the eyes remained.

In the strong resentment, emotions of despair, world-weariness, and hatred are crushed down like a landslide.

Zhao Ke's expression sank, and he couldn't help taking a step back.

As for Liu Jia, it was even difficult to breathe, and he had to retreat behind Zhao Ke to catch his breath.

It can be seen that after regaining the house, Wang Wei not only became stronger than before, but also became more resentful.

"I won't let you escape this time!"

Wang Wei stared at Zhao Ke, she was really careless last time, she didn't expect Zhao Ke to be so reckless, actually took away her body, and used her body as bait.

This time she will not make the same mistake again, leaving Zhao Ke with a little chance.

Now in Wang Wei's mind, there is only one thought left, which is to eat him raw, tear his flesh and blood apart, and eat him starting from his feet, without leaving a single bone.

Faced with Wang Wei's pressing approach, Zhao Ke took a step back: "Wait a minute, one last question."

"A last word?"

The corner of Wang Wei's mouth raised a sneer, but she became alert in her heart. She seemed to be walking towards Zhao Ke step by step, but the surrounding space began to distort, forming a sense of defense.

It wasn't that she was too cautious, but that Zhao Ke was too cunning, and she was slapped hard by this guy last time.

She suffered the same loss twice, and she was determined not to suffer the third time.

Zhao Ke was silent for a while, his expression became serious, he raised his head solemnly and said, "That... you... I surrender now, do you think it's time?"

He couldn't beat him, not to mention the completely blackened Wang Wei in front of him.

Even the big centipede at the back, I'm afraid it may not be the opponent.

Not to mention, the Taoist nun who has been hiding behind the scenes from the beginning to the end.

Zhao Ke's feeling at this time is like a dungeon under WOW, and one person wants to single out seven or eight bosses in the entire dungeon. The key point is that he is just a violent battle!

This feeling is really fucked up.

"Surrender, okay, then prove it with your actual actions."

The corners of Wang Wei's mouth suddenly raised slightly, and there was a look of anticipation between her brows.

"How do you want me to prove it?" Zhao Ke rubbed his shoulders in a daze.

Wang Wei narrowed her eyes, looked behind Zhao Ke, and said in a low voice, "It's not you, it's her!"

As soon as the words fell, Zhao Ke felt a piercing pain, stabbing fiercely into Zhao Ke's heart, and hot blood spurted out along his chest.

The unexpected scene turned out to be Liu Jia's fatal blow.

The blood was floating in the air, and Wang Wei took a sip lightly, sucking that drop of blood into her mouth.

There is a sweet fragrance in the blood, just a drop of blood, and the life breath in it is refreshing.

Simply the most wonderful taste in the world.

Savoring the taste of the blood in his mouth, and seeing Zhao Ke's pale and terrified expression, Wang Wei nodded: "I'm sure this time, it's really you!"

Chapter 642

Both Liu Jia and Wang Wei have personally experienced Zhao Ke's ability to create a body.

But there is one thing, no matter how similar the body made by Zhao Ke is, only the real body will have such a strong medicinal fragrance and exuberant vitality.

In Wang Wei's eyes, it was like a bright light in the dark night, no matter how much he tried to hide it, he couldn't hide it at all.

The blood in the mouth is undoubtedly the biggest proof.

Seeing the blade piercing through his heart really made Wang Wei feel extremely happy.

"This is my sincerity, is it enough?"

Liu Jia stared at Wang Wei with anticipation in his eyes.

"of course."

Wang Wei nodded with a smile on her face, and shifted her gaze to Zhao Ke's face.

"A good man doesn't pay for his life, and a disaster will last for a thousand years. Are you surprised?"

Zhao Ke stretched out his hand and grabbed forward feebly, like a drowning person, wanting to grab the straw desperately.

Blood kept spitting out from Zhao Ke's mouth, making him feel that his throat was filled with blood, and even breathing was a luxury.

"Don't blame me, I just want to live!"

Liu Jia couldn't bear to watch it any longer, took a deep breath, and pumped his hands vigorously.

"puff!"

The moment the blade was withdrawn from his heart, Zhao Ke's body trembled involuntarily, as if all his strength had been taken away at once.

Kneeling weakly on the ground, feeling the black hole in his chest madly devouring his own life, his eyes became dazed.

Seeing Zhao Ke knelt down in front of her with his head down, Wang Wei couldn't help but stepped forward to hold Zhao Ke's cheek.

"Look, weren't you very confident before? The moment you shot my head off last time, you were really handsome."

Wang Wei leaned forward, looked at the corner of Zhao Ke's mouth full of blood, couldn't help sticking out her tongue to suck the blood on it, and immediately opened her mouth to inhale, seeing the anger on Zhao Ke's body being continuously sucked into Wang Wei's mouth.

"What a fresh vitality this is! Like an ancient pine tree, it is full of vitality, deep roots, and full of majestic vigor."

The continuous stream of anger was sucked into Wang Wei's mouth, making her feel that her soul was trembling uncontrollably.