Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

However, even if they were injured, they were not comparable to the two of them.

If he was in his heyday and held the Great Xia Cauldron, he might still be able to escape.

As for now, Zhao Ke no longer does what he thinks.

"You two ran very fast. If you didn't pay attention, I let you run here."

Luo Nu came, ignoring Wang Mazi who was stiff all over.

Instead, he looked at Zhao Ke lying on the ground.

Those bright eyes were full of hatred at this time, and it seemed that the hatred for Granny Hong had been transferred to Zhao Ke.

He stretched out his hand to lift Zhao Ke up from the ground, his slender and boneless palm moved up along Zhao Ke's chest until it reached Zhao Ke's neck.

"Do you think it's better for me to make your head into a jug or a flower pot?"

Luo Nu stared at Zhao Ke's bare head, and thought it would be better to make it into a flower pot.

Zhao Ke was stunned for a moment, he knew Luo Nu might have changed his mind, and planned to turn his head off to vent his anger.

After knowing Luo Nu's thoughts.

On the contrary, Zhao Ke felt that the pressure on his body was reduced a lot.

It's death anyway, why should I let you slaughter me?

With such thoughts in mind, Zhao Ke had a cunning gleam in his eyes, and said with a smile, "My head is relatively round, so it's not good for making flowerpots or wine jugs."

Luo Nu nodded thoughtfully, and the smile on her face became more intense.

The fingernails pierced the skin on Zhao Ke's throat, and it only took a little more effort to tear Zhao Ke's throat open.

"Then what would you say is better?"

Zhao Ke didn't feel that his throat was pierced under Luo Nu's fingernails.

Those sneaky eyes, after scanning Luo Nu's body up and down, stared wretchedly at Luo Nu's skirt: "If you use it, I think it's good to make a chamber pot."

This strange answer was matched with Zhao Ke's extremely wretched eyes.

Luo Nu was momentarily taken aback.

It seems that he never thought that Zhao Ke would be so obscene and shameless, he would dare to play hooligans on himself even if he was about to die.

At the moment Luo Nu was stunned.

In front of Zhao Ke's chest, the mysterious one-eyed suddenly opened, and the empty eyeball burst out with a strange cold light.

Distorts the surrounding void, forming a black hole-like darkness.

Although Luo Nu was injured, it didn't mean that she had no premonition of the danger. When she sensed something was wrong, she slapped Zhao Ke's shoulder with her backhand, slipped under her foot, and her figure was pushed away more than ten meters away in an instant.

Looking again, he found that there were two bloodstains on his arm.

Although the bloodstains were inconspicuous, they also surprised Luo Nu.

Looking at Zhao Ke, there was no longer the contempt just now.

It has become like this, and there is still the power to fight back.

"Okay, I will definitely use your head as a chamber pot and give it to Granny Hong, so that the old woman can treasure it well."

While speaking, Luo Nu's figure blurred in front of Zhao Ke for a moment.

Just now Zhao Ke was slapped to the shoulder by Luo Nu, feeling like half of his body was going to be shattered, fell to the ground, saw the erratic fingers in front of him, close at hand, and closed his eyes unwillingly.

"I'm sorry, old man!"

Zhao Ke sighed in his heart, struggling to get here, he had tried his best.

But after closing his eyes for a while, the expected pain did not come to him, and Zhao Ke opened his eyes a little in confusion.

He saw himself and Wang Mazi on the boulder a hundred meters away from Luo Nu.

"Ding ~ ding ~ ding ~ ding ~ bell"

In confusion, I heard the sound of bells getting closer and closer. Deep in the woods, a donkey came out with small steps.

It seems far away, but it feels very close.

It feels close, yet seems far away.

It seemed far away, but when Zhao Ke came back to his senses, the donkey had already stopped in front of Zhao Ke and Wang Mazi.

The old man who was riding upside down on the donkey looked at Zhao Ke with his eyes slightly open: "It's just right to come!"

Chapter 998

"Just right??"

Zhao Ke looked at the Yin-Yang old man sitting on the donkey, twitched the corner of his mouth, and said with a wry smile: "Couldn't you come earlier? It's been more than half an hour."

Counting from the time I got the Yin Yang Order through the pain of Sato's fist.

It has been such a long time now, Zhao Ke said that half an hour is still undercounted.

Elder Yin Yang didn't seem to care about Zhao Ke's complaining tone, and shook his head: "It's not a good thing to come in."

The old man Yin Yang spoke and pointed to the sky.

Seeing this, Zhao Ke immediately understood what was going on.

A cloud of anger could not help but arise in my heart.

Feeling that the old guy had come a long time ago, but he hadn't come in. How about hiding outside to watch the excitement?

However, the words of the old man Yin Yang could not help but make Zhao Ke's mind active.

In just one sentence, there is a lot of information.

After digesting it intently, Zhao Ke probably understood the meaning of Old Man Yin Yang.

Reminiscent of the three vermilion lightning bolts just now.

Perhaps the old man Yin Yang knew that lightning would fall, so he refused to come in.

So the question is, how did he know that lightning would fall?