Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

After making a strange cry, Zhao Ke lay in the soil, panting heavily, probably due to lack of oxygen.

Zhao Ke only felt that the world was spinning in front of him.

Ears are buzzing.

It wasn't until Wang Mazi carried himself on his shoulders again that Zhao Ke felt that he had been reborn.

But compared to Zhao Ke's fear, Wang Mazi clenched his fists excitedly.

He knew what the thunder just now represented.

is punishment.

Penalties from the rules.

A high-ranking postman should not interfere with the mysterious place, or the horror space.

As long as you intervene, you will inevitably pay the price.

After all, not everyone can become such an alternative as the yin and yang old man.

What's more, even the yin and yang old man will never intervene easily, he will only follow the rules and play an inconspicuous role.

As for Granny Ruhong and the others.

Unscrupulous, the fight subverted the world, almost to the point of destroying this small world.

It has definitely crossed the red line of the rules.

Not to mention, interfering with the space is simply a crime.

It doesn't matter what's right or wrong.

No one commented on who was right and who was wrong. Within the rules, they all violated the rules, and there was no right or wrong.

Therefore, the three vermilion thunderbolts just now probably fell on Granny Hong, Dang Chen and Luo Nu.

The Taoist stele that suppressed Huanyu just now disappeared when the thunder fell.

The supernatural tree that the building wood turned into was turned into coke.

As for the sea of ​​blood gushing from the underworld, it has now turned into crystal clear red sand under the light of thunder.

After the thunder, the whole world regained its calm.

Wang Mazi didn't know what the situation was now.

But the only thing he remembered was to take Zhao Ke away as soon as possible, don't worry about going there, at least hide first.

It's best to wait until everything is calm before coming out.

Wang Mazi ran as fast as he could with Zhao Ke on his back, but with his disabled legs, he couldn't get there no matter how fast he walked on the rugged mountain road.

Zhao Ke only felt that the wind was blowing in front of him.

But at some point, the bacterial poison on his body got worse, and basically he didn't feel anything on his neck.

In my mind, I recalled the scarlet thunder just now.

God's power is like a prison, fierce and invincible.

I don't know what happened when the three thunderbolts struck down.

Whether my teacher and wife can escape smoothly.

Zhao Ke was thinking wildly in his mind, and after a while he wanted to scold the old man Yin Yang, why he didn't come over after so long.

Just when Zhao Ke cordially greeted the eighteen generations of ancestors of the Yin-Yang old man.

Suddenly, Zhao Ke stared.

A wisp of faint fragrance mixed with a sweet and bloody smell poured into Zhao Ke's nostrils.

"Crap!"

Before the word could be uttered, Wang Mazi's body under him gave a sudden stop, and the strong inertia almost threw Zhao Ke off his shoulders.

Wang Mazi stared blankly at the girl in front of him, his face was ashen, and even his tongue froze in his mouth.

He stood there in panic, not daring to move, as if the end was coming.

With a release of the palm, Zhao Ke was thrown heavily on the ground.

Cold sweat soaked Wang Mazi's clothes in an instant, even in the face of Gan Hua and Shao Bing, who eat people and don't spit out their bones.

Wang Mazi had never lost his composure before.

But at this time, Wang Mazi was so nervous that he couldn't even speak.

Zhao Ke was thrown to the ground by Wang Mazi, he wriggled his body with difficulty, and managed to see the girl in front of him.

The moment he saw this woman, Zhao Ke immediately understood why Wang Mazi lost his composure.

Because I am not strong enough to go there.

The red silk that originally covered her face had disappeared from Luo Nu's face.

The long black hair was casually scattered on both sides of the cheeks to the shoulders.

Curved willow-leaf eyebrows paired with a small bridge of nose, not stunning, but natural and comfortable.

The pink lips are even more delicate and cute, which makes people have an urge to put them on.

Under the cherry red pleated skirt, spotless white jade toes were exposed, stepping lightly on the muddy soil.

With a stern face, he walked towards the two of them step by step.

Not to mention Wang Mazi, Zhao Ke was also in a cold sweat.

After all, anyone who thinks that a high-ranking postman will face the pressure will not be small.

What's more, there was anger in the eyes of the girl in front of her, and she obviously didn't intend to give them two ways to survive.

But Zhao Ke keenly discovered that Luo Nu was injured.

And the injury was not light.

The smell of blood mixed with sweat on her body is enough proof.