Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

This process was full of twists and turns, if it wasn't for his good luck, if he made a wrong step, there would be an abyss, every time he thought about it, Feng San felt terrified.

But now, he finally didn't need to be so frightened anymore.

After Feng San finished speaking, he pushed hard, and suddenly the tree vines rushed up, piercing like an old lady's body.

"wrong!"

Old man Zhou had already rushed in front of the tree stump, but at this moment, he felt a strong wind coming from behind. Looking back, old man Zhou stared, his face turned green.

He saw that the big fox, which was full of vines, had already rushed in front of him.

New vines protruded from the fox's mouth and eyes, like dense tentacles, grabbing towards Old Man Zhou.

"Damn!"

Seeing this, the old man Zhou gritted his teeth, resolutely gave up the Fortune Orb, kicked the big fox on the head, and jumped back with his strength, avoiding those vines dangerously.

If it was a little later and those vines entangled up, even if they got the Good Fortune Orb, they would surely die.

"Whoosh!"

As soon as old man Zhou escaped, he saw a black shadow leaping over the tree stump. Like a dragonfly touching water, he stretched out his hand to grab the tree stump lightly, and quickly grabbed the Orb of Fortune in his hand.

"you!"

Zhao Ke was on the side, controlling Zhang Haiyang to keep going forward. He didn't notice it for a while, but when he came back to his senses and saw clearly what happened, he couldn't help being shocked.

Looking at Feng San's face in front of him, Zhao Ke quickly recalled everything that happened during this period in his mind.

From the moment he met Feng Sanxiang to the present, the experiences between him and Feng San flashed through Zhao Ke's mind. After all the details that he had overlooked before, now they were connected together, Zhao Ke couldn't help squinting his eyes. , thought to himself: "Looked away!"

In fact, I should have thought a long time ago that Feng San does have a lot of doubts.

For example, since the first time he chased and killed the monster with him in the village, Feng San has never used the abilities of other disciples except for sprinkling a handful of rotten powder.

The second point is that when I met Feng San again, Feng San was holding a shotgun in his hand, not to mention where the shotgun came from, but as a disciple of the horse, Zhao Ke has never seen him show such a stern look like a fairy. Too common supernatural powers.

The most important thing is that after the change of the main task, Zhao Ke has actually been reminded of a detail, but Zhao Ke never noticed it.

During the mission, it was mentioned to stop He Laosan and Mrs. Xiangu, and the two won the Good Fortune Orb.

Zhang Haiyang is not mentioned because he is part of the main mission, and Zhang Haiyang is just an ordinary person, so there is no need to mention it.

But thinking about it carefully, Feng San is different. He is related to the old lady Xiangu and has a blood relationship. He has been ignored, which is a big doubt in itself.

But maybe it was because Feng San's appearance was too high-profile, and he followed the old lady Xiangu, which created an illusion of darkness under the lamp. These doubts were subconsciously ignored.

At this moment, the old man Zhou rolled around and got up. He didn't notice what was behind him, but he just stared at the Fortune Orb in Feng San's hand, thinking that the old lady was deliberately tricking him, so he opened his mouth and cursed: "Old woman, why... "In the middle of cursing, old man Zhou couldn't continue cursing.

Looking back, he saw that the whole body of the old lady Xiangu was entwined with vines, and her face was distorted beyond human appearance. Seeing this, old man Zhou couldn't swear any more, so he turned his head to look at Feng San.

Feng San put away the Fortune Orb in his hand, slightly raised the corners of his mouth, looked coldly at Zhao Ke and Old Man Zhou, and said, "Thank you both."

After Feng San finished speaking, a phantom of a postage stamp appeared on Feng San's body, and his body quickly blurred, and when he appeared the next moment, he was already outside the crystal door.

"not good!"

When Zhao Ke saw this, his heart sank immediately, and he waved out the explosive flying knife, but Feng San seemed to have been prepared for a long time. Facing the shooting flying knife, he quickly dodged and pulled out the key on the crystal door at the same time.

"Kickkick..."

After losing the key, the crystal door slowly began to close. Seeing this, Zhao Ke and Old Man Zhou wanted to chase after him, but at this moment, the tree stump seemed to start to go berserk after losing the fortune bead.

Those tree roots thicker than an adult's waist protruded from the soil, tearing the ground apart with an irresistible force.

The creaking sound became more and more obvious in the air. Pieces of bluestone bricks were shattered, and the broken stones swept over. Zhao Ke turned sideways to dodge, and saw the stones hit the wall, rubbing a piece of sparks.

This power is almost as powerful as a bullet. If it is accidentally hit on the body, it is estimated that it can turn people into brushes.

"Fuck! Why can't you come back!"

Old man Zhou hid himself in the corner of the crevice, looking at the tree stump that had gone berserk in front of him, his mood was indescribable.

Even though he was only a little away from the Orb of Good Fortune, he didn't want to, the mantis catching the cicada and the oriole were behind.

Looking at the strength that Feng San showed just now, even if he wasn't strong, he was definitely not weak, but he gritted his teeth and hid one of them until the end.

Old man Zhou felt ashamed of this scheming.

If he wants to chase now, he might not be able to catch up. The crystal door has been closed, and he and Zhao Ke have no way to leave now.

But what is puzzling is why there is no prompt for the main mission now that Feng San has taken the Fortune Orb.

Zhao Ke hid in the corner, carefully raised his head to take a look, and saw the vines spreading wildly, as if they had taken hormones. Those thick and powerful roots swept across the air in front of them, just like a giant octopus.

As for Zhang Haiyang, Zhao Ke looked at him and saw that he was just like that fox.

Except for the skull, all the other bones on the body were picked out, and then filled with new stems, and the whole person expanded in a circle.

The muscles on his body were stretched open, and the bright red blood oozed out from under the skin, making him look like a blood man, with his body twisted unnaturally, that kind of inhuman pain, I am afraid that anyone but Zhao Ke He can still speak calmly to the outside world, even the old man Zhou couldn't bear to take a second look.

At this time, Zhao Ke took another look, and saw that the old lady Xiangu was still struggling, her lower body was almost twisted into twists, and her face that had been slack due to age was now given to her by the new roots of the vines. Stay round and your head looks like an inflated basketball.

But the difference from Zhang Haiyang is that the old lady is still struggling at this time, constantly tearing the flesh of her body, tearing the roots inside out of the flesh and blood.

"vomit!"

At this time, the old lady opened her mouth and spat out a piece of meat, which turned out to be the old lady's own tongue. Obviously, she was still holding on, but she couldn't hold on for long.

Zhao Ke pointed to the old lady, meaning that this old guy is not dead, and the task will not be judged to be completed immediately.

But it is obviously impossible to kill the old lady now.

Besides, the trees and vines were spreading wildly around, and Zhao Ke and Old Man Zhou had been cornered.

"Think of a way!"

Sweat beaded out of old man Zhou's anxious forehead, and he couldn't help regretting for a while. If he knew it earlier, he would have left the negative of the yellow scarf wrestler at the end, at least it could be blocked for a while.

"What way? I can't fly."

Zhao Ke kept stepping back, grabbed something with his hand, and seemed to have caught something. He picked it up and saw it was a boxy Soul Relief Box.

At this time, the white fox fur in Zhao Ke's pocket became agitated and could not make a sound, but Zhao Ke knew from its agitated expression that its body might be in this box.

But at this time, Zhao Ke didn't have time to pay attention to the box, so he threw it directly into the stamp album, and at the same time looked at his remaining Explosive Throwing Knife.

Seeing the surrounding trees and vines spread up, Zhao Ke gritted his teeth, and took out the Explosive Throwing Knife and clasped it in the palm of his hand.