Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

They were brought up by the old man.

In order to learn the cooking skills of the old man, even in the winter, he has to carry an iron pan to fry sand outside.

If you are not careful, you will be beaten by the old man.

As they grew older, the old man gradually stopped beating them, but the fear brought about by the old man's stern gaze was still deeply imprinted in their bones like an indelible imprint.

At first Song Heng thought that the old man was angry with him and shouldn't have come to this place.

But soon, Song Heng was stunned.

Luo Qing was lying on the ground with blood all over his face.

There was a cut in the corner of the left eye, and the blood quickly solidified in the cold, lying on the ground.

Looking at his hands again, he realized that his hands were actually covered with blood.

Seeing this, Song Heng's face suddenly changed, and his mind was buzzing.

I can't even imagine, what did I take out the shotgun just now?

"This is not a place to talk, you are on the path of the dead, hurry up and follow me!"

The old man didn't blame Song Hengde, stretched out his hand to hold Luo Qing in his arms, pulled Song Heng up with the other hand, turned and walked in the other direction of the mountain road.

After walking along the mountain path, Song Heng suddenly felt that the wind and snow around him were not so heavy.

Looking up at the old man, he opened his mouth to speak, but didn't know what to say, especially when he saw Luo Qing being held in the old man's arms.

Feeling even more guilty.

"There are two roads on this mountain. The road you take is a dead end. You can't go through it. Fortunately, I heard the voice of this fool shouting, otherwise you two will die here!"

After the old man finished speaking, he raised his eyebrows: "Just the two of you, you dare to run here without even looking for a guide!"

The corner of Song Heng's mouth twitched. He found a guide and three more, but... Thinking of this, Song Heng quietly glanced at his backpack, silently bowed his head and dared not speak any more.

Chapter 893 Beat it to death!

"Wake up, wake up!"

The roaring sound quickly regained Zhao Ke's almost slack consciousness.

As the sight in front of him became clear, he saw Wang Mazi throwing himself on top of him, slapping his cheek hard.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Zhao Ke coughed up a cloud of bloody phlegm, waved his hand and pushed Wang Mazi away, shook his head, and sat up from the ground to have a look.

Not far away, a large pit with a diameter of about five meters appeared on the ground.

Even the organs that Zhao Ke was planning to use to deceive people here were also stimulated.

I saw that old withered tree seemed to be alive at this moment, a large piece of black rhizome protruded from the ground, and the top of the rhizome cracked its mouth, frantically trying to catch all living creatures around it.

Several postmen who came over after hearing the news, saw that the situation was not good, and immediately retreated to the side, and did not continue to rush forward.

Zhao Ke looked carefully, and the outline of one of them probably could not be matched by anyone except Fat Pig.

Taking a closer look, sure enough, Zhao Ke saw that this guy was still so playful and smiling, and he always liked to hang shoulders with others and was familiar with him.

Feeling happy, seeing the fat pig, Zhao Ke felt confident.

"Fuck, you almost belched just now! Good boy, you dare to take an arrow from a mid-level postman head-on. I've seen you desperate, but I've never seen you so crazy!"

At this time, Wang Mazi saw Zhao Ke was still in a daze, reached out his hand and shook Zhao Ke's shoulder, and said half-jokingly.

"Go away, help me up quickly!"

Zhao Ke scolded angrily, even at this moment, Wang Mazi still had the desire to tease himself.

Of course, Zhao Ke didn't know that Wang Mazi still had a life-saving talisman in his arms.

The arrow just now, if I didn't miss it with the source hand, the direction of the arrow, including myself, all three of them would die!

Standing up while covering his chest, he coughed lightly twice, but he didn't take seriously the power of this arrow in his heart.

My current situation is due to the loss of my birth stamp and the passive addition of stamps in the stamp album.

Otherwise, in his prime, he has plenty of ways to easily take this arrow.

Looking back, I saw that the guy who caused troubles to the east had long since disappeared.

Zhao Ke's face suddenly turned ugly, and there was a gloomy coldness in his cold eyes.

"What was the guy's name just now?"

Zhao Ke turned his head to look at the dwarf tiger who was still at a loss.

In the eyes of Dwarf Tiger, Zhao Ke has already been raised to another level.

I thought that Zhao Ke might have another chance, even if he could still display some abilities in his soul state.

This is not a rare thing.

For example, the ghost boy just now was able to make the silver arrow penetrate his body without any damage. This is probably his retained ability.

After all, the other party is called a ghost boy, and in the state of soul, it is impossible that he does not have some unique abilities.

But Zhao Ke was different, he took it hard, Gui Tong was just playing tricks, while Zhao Ke was completely tough with his strength, whoever was superior and who was inferior, immediately saw who was superior.

At this time, Dwarf Tiger suddenly understood that if Zhao Ke really wanted to kill him before, even if he grew a pair of wings, he might not be able to escape.

"Guitong, I can see clearly, this guy is running to the east!"

Hearing Zhao Ke's question, the dwarf tiger immediately spoke, even pointing out the direction.

"East!"

Zhao Ke thought about it for a while, compared it with the diagram of the mechanism, and immediately understood why the ghost boy ran to the east.

If I didn't bother him, I never thought that I would be blatantly playing this trick!

Of course, I wouldn't just forget about this account like this?

Ridiculous, these guys, do you really think that you are on the same starting line as them?

Thinking of this, Zhao Ke took out a piece of medicinal steamed bun from the storage ring and gnawed it in his mouth.