Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

Dang Shen was seriously injured, but he still stood up straight.

Behind him are the jade tiles of the Golden Pavilion, and two huge pillars of coiling dragons propped up a world like a fairyland behind him.

And above the jade pillars, a golden dragon hovers, holding a door plaque with these three words written in ancient Chinese: "Nantianmen"

Chapter 1001 Shadow

in the forest.

A faint light, through the dense forest leaves, makes this dense forest proudly illuminated by wisps of faint beams of light.

The strong smell of blood in the air might have attracted wolves, tigers and leopards in the forest in the past.

The shattered blade stuck in the soil.

A wizard's hat, split in two, hung from the treetops.

"Drip~"

Beads of blood, already dejected, dripped on the stone along the red-dyed leaves.

With a low growl, a bloody figure crawled out of the bushes.

After crawling twice, he lay heavily on the ground, his chest heaving and short of breath, as if he had exhausted all his strength.

Shaking his palm, he took out a bottle of dark purple potion from the stamp album.

A trace of reluctance flashed in Xu Wu's eyes, and finally he downed the bottle of potion in one gulp.

After drinking this bottle of potion, Xu Wu's fatigue finally recovered.

Looking around, the pupils suddenly tightened, and the cold killing intent was firmly locked on the young man who was leaning on the big bluestone not far away.

However, after careful observation, he found that the young man's aura was extremely weak, and the injuries on his body, even if he was a postman of the Holy Light Department, he would not be able to revive him.

Xu Wu knew very well that this kid's internal organs were messed up by him using the space technique, and he was already in a mess. Even if he returned to reality, he would die a miserable death.

At this moment, it is the limit of this kid's extraordinary physique to still have one breath left.

Seeing this, Xu Wu let out a heavy breath.

The body lay lightly in the grass.

"Is it worth it? Ning Duque knew that you were not my opponent, but he wanted you to serve as a shield for him, and ran away by himself. Such a person is worth your life for him?"

Xu Wu lay on the ground and stared at the sky, not reconciled to the return of Ning Duque, but also feeling sorry for this young man.

Xu Wu never thought that the person hidden under the black clothes was actually a boy who looked less than 20 years old.

With his unique swordsmanship, Xu Wu suffered a big loss in his hands.

The resources that Ning Duque can give him are limited.

But this young man's talent for swordsmanship has exceeded Xu Wu's expectations.

If you give this boy enough time and a little chance.

Believe that you can surpass yourself, and you may even achieve something amazing.

This is a terrific genius.

Even as an opponent, Xu Wu felt sorry for him.

The boy didn't speak, and couldn't speak, as if a figure flashed in his brown pupils.

It's my own mother.

A kind single woman.

The ignorant she was deceived by the man's sweet talk.

A poor man who cheated money and sex, and was finally abandoned.

After giving birth to himself, a person pulls himself up by washing clothes and washing dishes for others.

He vowed to let her live a good life.

I remember that day when I took her hand and said the words that made him ashamed all his life.

The tears overflowing from the corners of my mother's eyes were so crystal clear.

The smile is so sweet again.

He thought he would be able to make money and let his mother live a good life.

Until that bastard came to ask for money again.

Cowardly, he only dared to hide in the closet, watching the man tear open his mother's clothes to vent his bestiality.

Since then, he never dared to look into his mother's eyes.

Cowardly, ashamed, afraid.

Make him irritable and rebellious.

Shaking off his mother's hand, he scolded her as a slut, trying to cover up his humble and fragile self-esteem.

Until that rainy night, I ignored my mother's dissuasion and rushed out of the house.

A van rushed out of the alley.

He completely forgot to dodge, and watched helplessly as his mother pushed him out, and he got caught under the wheel.

In his bloody hand, he was still holding an umbrella.

At that moment, he realized that he was completely wrong.

The van driver was arrested for drunk driving.

This van doesn't even have compulsory traffic insurance.

As for the driver's family, they have not been seen since the accident.

He couldn't even get together the 700 yuan for the cremation fee.

If it wasn't for Ning Duque's appearance, he would have helped him take care of his mother's funeral.

He didn't know what to do.