Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

Re Heman swallowed and turned around carefully, his small sesame-like eyes stared blankly at the girl in front of him.

This is definitely the most beautiful little girl he has ever seen.

Black hair, exquisite facial features, and Xiaojiabiyu's appearance all of a sudden made Reheman's little heart speed up

Seeing that Reheman was stunned and silent, the little girl ran up by herself and stroked the little black horse.

He seemed to like the little black horse very much.

"Reheman!"

Kurban squinted his eyes and called for his son, but was surprised to find that there was a group of people walking towards them in the snow.

"Someone??"

Kurban was taken aback, the grassland in winter is definitely not a place where donkey friends can enter at will.

Besides, at this time, with such a heavy snowstorm, how could anyone appear in the grassland.

Just when Kurban was in a daze, he heard a man laugh heartily: "Hahaha, I finally met a living person, I'll go, I knew we would climb down by ourselves, that old guy is not reliable at all. "

Fat Pig and Wang Mazi stepped forward.

Thin body, tightly clad in a layer of unlined clothing.

Seeing the dazed Kurban, he immediately stepped forward and asked, "Brother, what is this place, and how can I get to the nearest city?"

"City?"

Kurban looked up and down the fat pig, and when he saw that the fat pig was wearing thin clothes, he was so surprised that he couldn't speak.

Compared to Fat Pig, Wang Mazi went too far. He was actually shirtless, showing off his lean muscles.

"Aren't these guys afraid of freezing to death??"

Kurban subconsciously tightened his generous clothes, even though he wrapped himself like a rice dumpling, Kurban still felt cold.

I can't imagine what kind of people they are.

Fortunately, at this time, Zhao Ke came up, pushed the fat pig away and said, "We're lost, can you take us to a safe place?"

Compared with Fat Pig, Zhao Ke's clothes are also very thin, but not as exaggerated as Fat Pig.

What's more, Zhao Ke's words were very polite, which finally managed to make Kurban recover from his daze.

He looked at the figure behind him in the heavy snow.

Kurban hesitated for a moment, and pointed to his horse: "My house is not far ahead. If you can help me get the horse up and drive it back, I can help you."

By this time, Kurban couldn't care less. He hoped that with the help of these people, he could get these horses that refused to walk to get up quickly.

Zhao Ke opened his mouth to show his neat white teeth, and waved his hand behind him: "He is willing to help us, let's get on the horse first and go with him."

Zhao Ke jumped on the horse without waiting for Kurban's reaction.

Seeing this, Kurban's expression changed, thinking that he hadn't made it clear.

These horses refuse to walk, and even more so when you ride them.

Just when Kurban was about to explain.

The horse, who was originally unwilling to get up, stood up from the snow with a jerk.

Zhao Ke walked over on his horse, stretched out his hand, and pulled Ji Wusui into his arms.

The big head, with Song Heng on his back, pulled a horse and rode on it.

Luo Qing was placed across the horse by Camille, and he rode a horse alone, not riding a horse with Jiayu.

Song Heng and Luo Qing were in a coma at this moment.

Zhao Ke didn't want to explain too much to the two of them, so when Ji Wusui lifted the stillness of time, he simply knocked them out first.

When Zhao Ke and his party got on their horses, the other horses also stood up, without pulling at all, and carried Zhao Ke and his party forward.

If it wasn't for Zhao Ke's urging.

I'm afraid that Kurban and his son will have to stand in the snow for a long time before they can recover from the state of shock.

Although he didn't know what happened, Kurban burst into tears and ecstatically called Allah to bless him in his heart.

Hastily pulled on a horse, jumped on the horse with his son in his arms, and ran ahead to lead the way.

Kurban's home is not too far away, but this is not too far, for Kurban, a man from the prairie.

Zhao Ke and the others rode for two hours before arriving at Kurban's horse farm.

Three yurts.

And a corner of the stable that has collapsed.

For Zhao Ke and his party, Kurban showed the enthusiasm of a prairie man.

In his heart, Zhao Ke and the others are messengers sent by Allah.

Especially the woman in this casual dress, although very cold, is the most beautiful woman Kurban has ever seen.

It's just that every time he glanced at Kurban's heart, he felt a sense of humbleness and insignificance, which made him dare not look directly at this celestial woman.

If Fat Pig knew what Kurban was thinking, he would probably pat Kurban on the shoulder and tell him that it was not ashamed at all.

Not to mention Kurban, Zhao Ke was the only one in their group who was not afraid of Ji Wusui, and the others, including Jiayu, had a great fear of Ji Wusui.

"Do you have to wear clothes like this?"

Ji Wusui is not used to the sportswear on her body.

And the clothes are a bit too big.

Compared with Camille, who is tall and has a plump figure, Ji Wusui's clothes naturally don't fit her well.

"When we get to the urban area, we can change into more suitable clothes. Let's make do with it first. After all, your clothes are too eye-catching."

Zhao Ke naturally hugged Ji Wusui in his arms.

The matter of the old man had come to an end. After Zhao Ke returned to his mind, he also found that Ji Wusui's body was abnormal and very weak.

Although he couldn't see what was going on, but he was too familiar with Ji Wusui's usual domineering demeanor with his keen observation skills.