Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

I can only roughly see the outline of the mirror.

It seemed that the light shining on him came from this mirror.

But what really caught Zhao Ke's eyes was not the huge mirror, but the shadow of a person standing under the mirror, which seemed to be very vague.

The reason why I can see this blurred shadow.

It is precisely because this guy is holding something in his hand, flashing this strong white light, and shining the light on the huge mirror in front of him.

"Someone is going to kill me!"

Zhao Ke's expression suddenly turned cold. Although he didn't understand the reason, it was obvious that the other party was targeting him.

"who is it??"

In an instant, Zhao Ke thought of a lot.

But before he could think about it, a scorching strong light suddenly shot at Zhao Ke from the eyeball on the tip of his finger.

Immediately, the entire void was illuminated by strong light.

When a red beam of light was still far away from Zhao Ke, the unbearably high temperature was about to ignite Zhao Ke.

despair!

Just like when he and Ji Wusui met for the first time, Zhao Ke, a salty fish who would never admit defeat, finally felt hopeless in his heart.

The gap between each other cannot be made up by any means and strategies at all.

The scorching heat made Zhao Ke seem to be thrown into an oven.

The skin and flesh were like toasted hot bread, the skin instantly swelled up, torn under the high temperature and ignited.

Zhao Ke's consciousness also blurred under the high temperature.

But in the corner of his eye, Zhao Ke seemed to see something, a cloud of red smoke approaching quickly.

"No age? No! It doesn't seem to be..."

With this hazy memory, Zhao Ke's consciousness instantly plunged into darkness.

Chapter 805

Zhao Ke lay on the stone slab.

Where are you now?

Zhao Ke barely opened his eyes, looked at the dark sky, and couldn't help frowning.

Although I'm not sure, but at least judging from the dilapidated ruins around, it looks a bit like an abandoned place.

Bean-sized raindrops fell on his wound, although Zhao Ke knew very well that he was being drenched by the rain in a state of severe burns.

It can not help but cause secondary infection of the wound, and may also induce various fever symptoms.

But now, Zhao Ke can't take care of so much anymore.

Letting the raindrops sprinkle on his body, the slightest bit of coolness, along with the rain, made Zhao Ke feel a burst of coolness.

It seems that only in this way can the burning sensation in my body be quickly extinguished.

"What is that red cloud?"

As the flesh and blood body gradually began to cool down, Zhao Ke's thinking also became active.

It must not be Ji Wusui.

She couldn't find herself, let alone save herself.

But not Ji Wusui...

Zhao Ke couldn't figure out who it would be for a while.

Subconsciously, she reached out her hand, wanting to take out a bottle of ginseng essence from the stamp album.

But after stretching out his palm in the air, Zhao Ke was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered that he was not qualified to summon the stamp album now.

"Hehe, if I knew it earlier, I would put the ginseng essence on my body."

But at this time, Zhao Ke suddenly thought of something, and stretched out his hand to feel behind his waist.

Zhao Ke fumbled out a short knife from the back of his waist.

It was Xue Jizi.

Speaking of which, I was able to survive under the high temperature for such a long time, thanks to this Xue Jizi.

The reason why it was able to be included in the stamp album is precisely because, after stabbing it in with a knife.

He has already lost the qualification to use the stamp album, so he can only put the knife on his lower back.

Fortunately, Xue Jizi only wears a saber, which is only a little longer than the head of the dagger.

Otherwise, if it was the Tang Hengdao, he could only carry it in his hand.

Staring at this Xue Jizi, Zhao Ke couldn't help feeling grateful.

This famous blade seems to have a very powerful power, but it has not been fully utilized when he is shrouded in scorching strong light.

Xue Jizi actually burst out a burst of cold air to fight against it.

Although this counterbalance is very weak, it has won a lot of precious time for myself.

At least he didn't let himself be roasted in an instant.

Just as Zhao Ke was about to put away the knife in his hand, a black shadow swayed in front of Zhao Ke, and snatched the knife from Zhao Ke's hand.

Zhao Ke was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't resist.

Instead, let the opponent take Xue Jizi away.

He is very clear that in his current state, if he wants to take the knife, it is tantamount to humiliating himself.

"Good knife!"

The visitor glanced over the blade, with a satisfied expression in his eyes.

Listening to the voice, it seems to be a woman's voice.