Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

Luo Nu took out a piece of dead wood from the stamp album.

The dead wood is only three inches short.

One end was scorched black, and it looked more inconspicuous like the leftover firewood from someone's burning.

The only thing is that there is a light purple pattern on this piece of wood.

As soon as this thing came out, even Gan Hua and the others couldn't help squinting their eyes and looking secretly.

The rumored Jianmu Muxin.

Even if there is only a small part left, it is still a golden stamp.

According to rumors, Luo Nu became one of the top ten because of this piece of Jianmu Muxin.

Gan Hua and the others were both envious and jealous.

Gold stamp.

It is necessary to enter the fifth level.

But this thing is really too rare, even if someone gets it, the method of getting it cannot be copied.

Each gold stamp is unique.

Once it appears, even senior postmen will be tempted, and they will definitely fight for the treasure.

It is easier said than done to get.

It's just that without this stamp, Gan Hua and the others will still be mid-level postmen no matter how many years they live and how many resources they get.

"hateful!"

Gan Hua secretly cursed herself.

For the golden stamp, he even gave up the guy Wang Gouzi.

At any cost, he turned into the Dragon God to plunder the aura of Fuyun City, which cost him ten years of life.

Countless auras were absorbed by him.

There are so many things that I get, I even have to transfer those things in the stamp album to other members of my own to make room.

Although there are many harvests, there are even some mysterious things.

It's just that the legendary golden stamp was not found.

This is what makes Ganhua annoyed and unwilling.

It feels like a scratch-off lottery, I have scratched out all the scratch-off lottery in the cabinet, there are a lot of small prizes, but there is no big prize.

I can only watch other people win big prizes, drive sports cars, and live in luxury houses.

It's not that I feel resentment in my heart, but I just blame myself for my lack of luck.

Naturally, Gan Hua's small thoughts cannot be hidden from Luo Nu.

But she doesn't have time to pay attention to Gan Hua's bastards now.

Holding Jianmu in his hand, Luo Nu's aura suddenly became sharper.

There is chaos, tyrants, shots disturbing the space.

There is another sway to restrain the red mother-in-law.

She only owes one chance to make a move.

And now, the opportunity has come.

A fire is burning in front of me.

As the Taoist saying goes, spirit, spirit,

They all refer to "Jing, Qi and Shen" as the three treasures of the human body.

At this time, Dangshen takes the sky as his breath and the earth as his essence, ignites himself and turns it into a Dao fire, and he is a god standing between the sky and the earth.

In this way, it is the unity of nature and man.

"The Dao of Heaven can be lost but not lost. All things and dharmas can be repaired by Dao. If you want to bury the sky, have you ever asked me?"

Dang Chen sat cross-legged in the dao fire, he had long since lost his slovenly appearance, his black hair fluttered, and he was in harmony with the heaven and the earth.

Immediately, the stars in the nine heavens twinkled, shining brightly, like a river of stars flowing backwards.

The earth was transpiring vigorously, and the confidence gushed out, emitting a golden light.

When the two met, they interweaved the mysterious Dao pattern, condensed a huge Dao stele, fell from the sky, and suppressed all directions.

Granny Hong stood on the sea of ​​blood, and at some point, two kitchen knives appeared in her hands.

The blade is unpretentious.

The handle of the knife is just a piece of log, there is no other surprises.

But when Granny Hong was holding two kitchen knives, she felt very stressed.

Abi Tuyuan.

The golden stamp representing extinction was supposed to be a fetish of killing.

It just fell into the hands of Granny Hong, but her appearance was changed, from a murder weapon to a kitchen knife.

But this cannot conceal the terrifying side of these two fierce soldiers.

On the contrary, Abi Tuyuan, who turned into a kitchen knife, is even more suitable in the hands of Grandma Hong.

The two strike again.

Only this time, Nu Luo also entered the battlefield with Jianmu in hand.

Relying on the ability of building wood, coupled with the sinking Dao fire.

One of the two is Tao, and the other is nature, and they complement each other when they cooperate.

"Grandma Hong can't hold on anymore!"

Ning Duque was in the distance, with a rare dignified expression.