Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

Disdainfully said: "Bah, you are a single dog, a wife is also a kind of strength, if you have the kind, you can find it too!"

Wang Mazi was taken aback for a moment, he was speechless at Zhao Ke's words.

But this golden glove really came at the right time for him.

During the time when he lost the stamp bonus, Wang Mazi had a new understanding of martial arts, but he was always ignorant and couldn't grasp the true essence.

Ouyang Shu threw him into the depths of the cold pool, but he didn't want to be bombarded by A Lang's pseudo-fifth-level ability Huofeng Liaoyuan.

One cold and one hot.

It made Wang Mazi suffer a lot.

But it was also between the alternation of cold and heat, and instead felt a martial arts opportunity from it.

It was this opportunity that made him make a huge breakthrough in martial arts.

Now add this golden glove.

At this time, Wang Mazi was full of confidence, and even a little impatient, wanting to find an opponent to test his current strength.

"No rush, it will start tomorrow."

Zhao Ke had complicated thoughts about tomorrow's competition.

Not just because tomorrow's competition is about to start.

It also means that from tomorrow onwards, Ji Wusui will leave.

"By the way! What's the name of our team?"

After learning that the team and other matters had been prepared, Wang Mazi asked.

"Eh..."

Zhao Ke glanced at Yang Wancai and coughed twice: "I need some steel, the more the better, if you can't get special steel, use the top steel in reality instead, the most important thing is There must be more of them.”

Yang Wancai nodded, this request is not difficult.

As long as Zhao Ke can give the postal points, it will be fine.

After dismissing Yang Wancai, Zhao Ke approached Wang Mazi's ear with a mysterious expression, and said in a low voice, "Ruan, Fan, Tuan!"

Wang Mazi: "..."

"Soft rice balls?"

Looking at the information sent by Mo Ju, Granny Hong showed a smile on her already old face: "The boy is still a lover."

"Grandma, the president of the Divination Association is still kneeling outside..."

Granny Hong lost her expression for a moment when she heard the words. She spent a lot of resources, but she couldn't even find Luo Nu's whereabouts.

It's no wonder that the new president knelt outside and dared not get up.

Luo Nu herself is one of the top ten.

It is really difficult to divine her movements.

But Luo Nu is not dead, and Grandma Hong always feels restless.

This woman was skinned by Ji Wusui, and she was severely injured.

I don't know where I'm hiding now.

Both women and top ten.

Granny Hong is well aware of this slut's methods, and Granny Hong is very clear about the truth that if you kill a snake, you will be bitten.

"Give him more resources, whether it's people or things, find me at any cost."

After a long silence, Granny Hong said, "If there is no news of Luo Nu when you come next time, just send his own head in."

"Yes!"

Mo Ju nodded obediently, and carefully exited the room.

Looking at Moju who left.

Grandma Hong sat alone in her chair, looking through the crystal glass in front of her, she could have a panoramic view of the entire ghost city.

Like an emperor, the king leads the world and looks down at the sky.

On the wooden expression, those cloudy eyes always flickered from time to time.

It seemed that a huge chessboard was being quickly laid out in her hands.

"Mother-in-law."

At this time, a deep voice came quietly from not far behind Granny Hong, and a vague figure was hidden in the shadow behind the throne.

Granny Hong didn't turn her head, she just asked casually, "Are you ready?"

"Don't worry, everything is ready."

The voice in the shadow is full of confidence, but it is also clear and melodious. Its singing voice is like the sound of nature, and even the voice of speaking is so moving.

"Be careful! Don't underestimate him."

"He? You mean..."

While the shadow was hesitating, Granny Hong's voice suddenly became impatient. With her dark and indifferent eyes, like a vulture staring at its prey, she turned her head from behind the throne.

"You know who I'm talking about. Although you are my appointed successor, if you can't compete with him, I will personally erase everything about you."

The shadow didn't speak, and she couldn't speak. The enormous pressure on her body hidden in the shadow made her understand that her teacher's patience had reached its limit.

"Go down and prepare."

Granny Hong waved her hands weakly, turned around and closed her eyes slightly again, as if those words just now had consumed her little strength.

Looking at the back of the throne, the woman in the shadow gritted her teeth, lowered her head and stepped back carefully.

Until the woman leaves completely.

Granny Hong's expressionless face finally had a look of a living person. She turned around and walked towards the side room.

Push open the door.