Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

"The Holy Maiden Messenger can only be a woman. You are not a woman, so you cannot be a Holy Maiden Envoy. That's it. From today onwards, you will be the Great Guardian. We will crown you tomorrow, and then we will go to the temple to choose for you." Great location."

"Good location??"

"Yes, when you die, put your body in it, and when the saintess breaks the boundary and leaves this world, she will take us away with you."

Speaking of this, the great shaman's eyes are full of longing for the future and belief that cannot be questioned.

If Zhao Ke didn't know what that place was for, he would almost believe the great shaman's words.

The corner of Zhao Ke's mouth twitched, and after calculating the distance, he said: "But if we rush to the temple now, can we still keep up with this battle between Buddhism and Taoism?"

This sentence reminded the great shaman, and when he saw this solid man, he blushed and scratched his head and said, "I was negligent, but it doesn't matter, anyway, you have to lie down sooner or later, don't be in a hurry. "

The corner of Zhao Ke's mouth twitched, facing the words of the great shaman, he couldn't refute for a while.

"Then crown it first, crown it now, no! There are not enough people now, let's wait until tomorrow, I will take you to a good place later."

The great shaman talked to himself and danced for a long time before planning to settle the matter.

Even Zhao Min couldn't imagine the great shaman's enthusiasm.

Immediately, Zhao Min couldn't help turning his eyes to Qiu Bailing.

If Qiu Bailing's words were not too mysterious, she would almost believe the nonsense that Qiu Bailing said.

It wasn't just Zhao Min and the others who were so shocked.

The younger generation of shamans on the side stared at Zhao Ke one by one, and couldn't believe their ears.

Did the great shaman really hand over the guardian who had been suspended for many years to this stranger so easily? ?

Several old shamans frantically winked at the big shaman.

An elderly shaman stood in front of the big shaman who was about to get up with a bitter face, but he was still thinking about how to speak.

"What's the matter? Tell me quickly." The big shaman showed an impatient expression on his simple and honest face. Seeing that the old shaman was still pondering over his words, he urged, "Hurry up, I haven't finished the farm work behind me yet. "

The big shaman said as he waved the hammer in his hand.

Seeing this, the elderly shamans could only look at each other, sighed helplessly and stepped forward: "Is it too hasty to prepare for the coronation tomorrow? We still need to prepare."

"Get ready, you guys are just wives and mothers with a lot of ink on the kang. Get everything ready tomorrow. If anyone is not ready, I will personally go to your house to greet your mother."

When treating these old shamans, the big shaman's tone was not as enthusiastic as he was towards Zhao Ke.

Facing the spitting stars sprayed on their faces by the big shaman, several old shamans could only reluctantly say to Zhao Ke: "So, please prepare to be crowned tomorrow."

These old shamans said very reluctantly.

There was even the oldest shaman on the left, who stared straight at the big shaman when he spoke.

The meaning seemed to be questioning him, why he didn't follow the previous negotiation.

However, the big shaman's simple and honest face was extraordinarily calm and unhurried. He just looked up and smirked, completely ignoring the murderous eyes of these elders.

Everyone seemed to feel that the great shaman was a bit abnormal today. The position of Dharma protector involved the survival of shamanism, so how could it be easily granted to others.

Is it because this kid is both Buddha and Taoist? ?

They couldn't figure it out, but there were so many people who couldn't figure it out, the big shaman didn't seem to want to explain at all.

The big hand grabbed Zhao Ke's wrist, pulled Zhao Ke and ran towards the back of the mountain.

Zhao Ke started to struggle, but when he moved a little, he was surprised. The power he released seemed to be deep in a quagmire in front of this great shaman, and he couldn't get out of it.

As his strength continued to increase, the hand holding him was still like a tight ring, neither increasing the strength nor loosening in the slightest, as if his own strength was like an ant shaking a tree in front of him, not worth mentioning.

Struggling weakly, Zhao Ke could only be dragged by this weird big shaman to a thatched hut in the back mountain.

I saw that in front of the thatched hut, there were indeed many strange things planted.

Zhao Ke noticed that although the plants inside were messy, they did not interfere with each other. Some plants were obviously facing the surrounding plants, but at this time they were unusually harmonious.

Before Zhao Ke could take a closer look, he was dragged into the hut by the big shaman. After pushing Zhao Ke into the hut, the big shaman closed the door and stared at Zhao ke eagerly. With a green light, he screamed impatiently: "Quick! Take off your pants!"

Chapter 1147 The Soft Rice Across Space

Zhao Ke stared, seeing the hungry and thirsty look of the great shaman in front of him, he was so startled that he almost called out the Great Xia Ding and threw it at him.

Fortunately, Zhao Ke soon discovered that the big shaman's gaze was not what he thought, very clear but full of expectation.

It's just that no matter what his eyes look like, it's impossible for Zhao Ke to take off his pants.

Quickly took a step back, and said vigilantly: "Senior, respect yourself, if you like this one, I'll introduce you to a better one another day."

Seeing this, the great shaman also understood that he had acted too hastily.

He repeatedly waved his hands to Zhao Ke and said, "Don't get me wrong, Great Protector. We uphold the way of nature. What you said about Long Yang's goodness is against the doctrine, so don't worry. I don't have any special thoughts about you. I just want to see your crotch. under the imprint."

"Mark??"

After Zhao Ke thought for a while, he immediately understood why this great shaman was so enthusiastic about him.

imprint!

The gum that Ji Wusui bit on the root of his thigh is definitely not just a simple tooth mark.

It bears Ji Wusui's breath and her imprint.

Even though Ji Wusui has left now, this imprint is still there.

The great shaman is naturally so enthusiastic about himself after he has noticed the imprint on his body.

Zhao Ke understood the matter, but if he took off his pants... Although everyone is a man, unless they are very close acquaintances, they will maintain a tacit understanding of 135 when going to the toilet.

(Note: 135 is the number of toilet pits, I believe most men understand this unspoken rule.)

Asking him to take off his pants in front of the big shaman and expose the roots of his thighs for this guy to watch, Zhao Ke really couldn't get through this hurdle.

"Come on, come on, don't be shy, I'll just take a look at that mark!"

The big shaman's eyes glowed green, and he raised his hands high, wishing he could take off Zhao Ke's pants now, and observe carefully.

Although the big shaman looks very embarrassed with desire and dissatisfaction.

But Zhao Ke did not satisfy the beauty in his mind that he wanted to see his thighs.

"Don't come here, I know I can't beat you, but if you come hard, I will leave right away, and I will never join your shamanism."