Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

Zhao Ke took it over and took a look. This thing is a good thing, especially the word "pure energy", which needs special emphasis. That is to say, as long as the postman has the means, he can also absorb it.

Under some special circumstances, it can completely act as a medicine for restoring energy.

"Why did you take it out!"

Zhao Ke said and threw the energy stone into the boiler, and when Camille saw this, it was too late to say anything.

The reason why she refused to take it out immediately was because it was unstable and would occasionally explode, but under the current circumstances, she couldn't care less about it.

The speed of the collapse behind him is getting faster and faster, so he can only try a gamble.

Soon, Zhao Ke heard the boiler "bang!", and a ball of crimson flames rubbed against it, and it was about to knock the boiler gate open.

"Bang, bang, bang," under the ear-piercing trembling sound, the speed of the train suddenly began to pick up.

And it is getting faster and faster.

But Wang Mazi felt his scalp go numb and screamed, "Damn it, the steam oven is out of shape!"

The hood of the steam oven in front turned red in an instant. The one on the left and the one on the right were bulging, like a balloon blown to the extreme, ready to explode at any moment.

Seeing this, Wang Troubled quickly pulled down the vent valve, "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..." The deafening sound of the car, the originally black smoke, now turned into red fireworks, and it felt like it was not smoke, but fire

It wasn't just the steam furnace, but Wang Mazi kept hearing a piercing cracking sound, but he didn't know where it was cracking, but what was certain was that the locomotive was probably about to fall apart.

Zhao Ke's face was livid, the speed at this time has definitely reached the standard he expected, but under the light of the fixed soul orb, his eyes are still dark and chaotic.

"Damn it, can't you really get out??"

Cold sweat fell down Zhao Ke's forehead, suddenly!A bright light appeared ahead.

Seeing the light coming out of nowhere, Zhao Ke's eyes lit up, and he pointed to the front. Sure enough, the light became stronger and stronger: "Front! Look!"

Wang Mazi and Camille stood up and took a look. When they saw the light source in front of them, they immediately cheered up.

It's just that before the smiles appeared on the faces of the three of them.

But the light was getting stronger and stronger, and at the same time, there was a rapid sound of the train whistle, which made the smiles on the faces of the three of them freeze instantly, and a breath of cold air rushed over their heads.

The oncoming light is obviously not the exit they imagined, but a locomotive rushing at high speed!

Chapter 915 My True Wife

"Woo - kuang kuang kuang -"

The sound of roaring wheels and the wind pressure alone made the three of them nearly out of breath.

Not to mention the speed of their train at this time.

Even at the speed of the train coming from the opposite side, even a middle-level postman can still be smashed into meatloaf.

"Crack!"

Before Zhao Ke came to think about it, he didn't know that there was a sound of cracking, and Zhao Ke saw the half-person-high train wheel fly out directly.

The train tilted, and there was a harsh metal friction sound, and sparks splashed on the track.

"It's too late, come here!"

Zhao Ke's heart sank, he knew that the locomotive might fail, at this moment, even if it was a mountain of swords and seas of fire ahead, he had to fight.

He grabbed Wang Mazi with his left hand, held Camille in his arms with his right hand, and Jiayu was carried on Zhao Ke's back.

Except for Wang Mazi who was slightly heavier, the weight of Camille and Jiayu had an impact on Zhao Ke only limited to Camille's exaggerated airbags.

The palm inadvertently grabbed it, and there was a feeling that it was difficult to hold it alone.

"really big!"

Zhao Ke stared straight ahead, couldn't help flashing this idea in his mind like lightning, couldn't help pinching his fingers back twice.

Camille's face turned red, and Zhao Ke happened to grab her on a sensitive area. Just as she was about to get angry, she heard Zhao Ke's roar: "Hurry up!"

I don't know if this is a reminder to Camille and the others, or Zhao Ke's own inner monologue.

The suffocating sense of oppression made Camille's mind go numb for a while, and even through the clothes, he could still clearly feel the uneven scratches on Zhao Ke's fingertips.

The soul-fixing orb in Zhao Ke's palm burst out under scorching hot light, and he stepped on the locomotive and jumped forward.

With a vigorous leap, the space in front of him gradually became clear under the illumination of the Dinghun Orb, and the boundary between virtual and real has reached a critical point.

But it was still so close.

"Fist Cannon!"

At the critical moment, Wang Mazi stretched out his arms and held Zhao Ke and the three of them in his arms with a broad chest.

With a kick, he took off his boots. His big bare feet were as nimble as palms. He evacuated the surrounding air, compressed it into a ball, and kicked his feet away.

"Pfft!"

The air waves carrying strong athlete's foot made Zhao Ke and the three of them hold their breath involuntarily.

But I have to admire Wang Mazi's accomplishments in martial arts.

As a pioneer, he not only researched thoroughly, but also constantly developed new ideas. Ordinary people would never think of using his feet to release this ability.

Driven by the strong air wave, the four of them jumped forward violently, and a brand-new air rushed towards them.

The four of them felt their bodies warm up, and the biting coldness quickly faded from their skin, and the strong anger represented that they had rushed out of the fake nether world.

But this didn't make Zhao Ke and the others breathe a sigh of relief.

As soon as he got out of the ghost gate, there was a dazzling glare in front of his eyes.

"Ugh-"

"Get out of the way!"

It was too late to use conventional dodging methods.

In the blink of an eye, Zhao Ke and Wang Mazi showed a sufficient sense of tacit understanding during this period of time.

Wang Mazi grabbed Jiayu on Zhao Ke's back with his big hands, and kicked Zhao Ke's chest.

At the same time, Zhao Ke gave a backhand slap, waved his Sheyuan hand, and pushed Wang Mazi horizontally.

With one palm and one kick, the two borrowed strength from each other, instead of holding back their hands, they used all their strength.