Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

As for the wild boar on the ground...

Zhao Ke took a look, and saw that the pig was not in a good condition, it looked skinny and didn't have a few catties of meat, so it kicked it to the butcher's box casually.

"hungry!"

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However, the butcher's box looked at the wild boar's corpse, and instead of swallowing it in one gulp, it pointed at Ke Zhao, which meant that Ke Zhao cooked the corpse.

He ate a lot of good things in the Red Smoke House last time, and Zhao Ke finally gave him a mental blow, and he seemed to have recovered.

At least know how to eat cooked food.

"Get out, eat or not."

Zhao Ke kicked the Butcher's Box open.

|≧mouth≦|: "Hungry! Hungry! Hungry!!"

The Butcher's Box that was kicked away was obviously not happy, and simply went to Zhao Ke's feet, looking like a rascal.

If it were someone else, Zhao Ke would have already picked up the blood hammer and knocked on his bright sunshine.

But Zhao Ke, the butcher's box, couldn't do it.

Not only because this guy is of great importance to him, but also because this idiot has been with him the longest.

The stamp of the Butcher's Box, which fell into the hands of others, was immediately sold at the lowest price.

But when it came to him, it became his treasure.

Strictly speaking, the method of using the Butcher's Box was developed by myself.

People will have a bit of licking feeling for the things they develop.

Just like the food that I cook, as long as it is not difficult to swallow, I will give myself a little more points, who let it be the food I made.

See how noisy the Butcher's Box is.

Although Zhao Ke rushed up and kicked him angrily, he finally threw the dead pig's body into the postal album.

Take the Butcher's Box to the upper deck of the ship.

Zhao Ke covered his face with a strange box spirit behind him.

But none of the surrounding monsters and flower demons paid attention to Zhao Ke. On the contrary, the Butcher's Box behind Zhao Ke attracted a lot of attention.

A toad spirit walked up to the butcher's box, looked left and right for a while, and said with a tangled expression, "Brother, you may have been born by a bullfrog? Guess what I was born for?"

Butcher Zhihe stared at him, then looked up at Zhao Ke beside him, and spit out two words for the first time: "Fried!"

Seeing this, Zhao Ke pouted, not waiting for the toad spirit to understand what the Butcher's Box really meant.

Seeing that Zhao Ke's palm was like lightning, he grabbed Toad Jing's throat in an instant, and his fingertips were as slender as hair, and the Wuxiang Sword Sutra flashed past Toad Jing's temple.

Zhao Ke casually threw the toad essence into the stamp album.

There are a lot of monsters on the deck, but these little monsters are crowded together one by one, only looking for the girls on the Hualou boat, and the speed of Zhao Ke's action is less than a second.

But in the blink of an eye, the toad spirit disappeared, no one noticed, and no monster paid attention to a toad spirit.

Just like that, Zhao Ke swaggered forward with the Butcher's Box.

Let's take care of this ancestor first, after all, there are still many places that will be used in the future.

Zhao Ke thought in his heart that if he encounters the five ghosts next time, he must arrest the five old ghosts, torture them severely, and ask them to design a hammer of wisdom for themselves, so that they can hit this idiot twice if nothing happens.

"Brother Ma, come again next time!"

"sure!"

A horse demon with a horse's head, but dressed like a human, standing up and walking, walked out of the room with a satisfied expression.

Before he even pulled up his trousers, he saw Zhao Ke walking past him and grabbing the horse demon by the throat.

"Crack!"

With a twist of the fingers, with the sound of bones breaking, the horse demon was dragged forward by Zhao Ke a few steps, and at the corner of the aisle, he was thrown into the stamp album by Zhao Ke.

Looking back at the idiot Butcher's Box: "This is for you to stir fry."

|*′?`|: "Hey hey, hungry!"

Walking around with the Butcher's Box, Zhao Ke and the Butcher's Box felt like they were shopping in a vegetable market.

Butcher's Box took a fancy to some things, but was given up by Zhao Ke with a disgusted expression on his face.

"Don't look at it, that thing looks fat, but it's actually very meaty, and it tastes like frying shit."

"Looking at this, you are obviously a centipede spirit, and you have eaten yourself so fat, I will roast you later."

"This? You're so thin, forget it, let's just use this, it's still okay to make soup."

One person picked one box at a time, and after walking around the upper and lower three or four floors of the building, Zhao Ke saw that it was almost done.

He went to the deck and called out Da Xia Ding.

Seeing Fat Pig being thrown out of Da Xia Ding by Zhao Ke, he threw the blood hammer into Fat Pig's arms.

"Except for those flower demons, there is no one left, kill them all."

"Kill them all!"

Fat Pig looked up at the scene of demons dancing wildly in front of him, and couldn't help turning his head to Zhao Ke to confirm.

"No matter how small the mosquito legs are, they are still meat. Butcher them all, and restore the vitality of the blood hammer. After slaughtering, put those few legs on and clean up the rest."

Zhao Ke pointed to the monsters on several boats not far away.

The few monsters who cast unkind eyes at his avatar just now came from these ships.

Blood Hammer's biggest consumption now is on this pig, and Zhao Ke has no reason not to hand over this job to Fat Pig.

"Then... what about you?"

Fat Pig held up the hammer, and couldn't help but look at Zhao Ke and Butcher Zhihe.

"What else can you do, cook, if you speed up, you can still eat and drink some soup."