Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

Can't say, can't say.

Even if Zhao Ke is informed, it is doomed that there will be no good results.

Zhao Ke didn't even know what Ji Wusui had arranged for him, she seemed to be deliberately guiding him here.

It seemed that he had already expected that when he appeared in front of the shamanism, he would definitely be noticed by the great shaman.

This was what she had planned early on.

As for the result, he never told Zhao Ke.

But Zhao Ke believed that Ji Wusui would never harm him.

As the strong light in front of him got closer and closer, Zhao Ke felt that Ji Wusui's figure was disappearing little by little behind him. When he subconsciously stretched out his hand to grab it, it was just empty, and Ji Wusui's figure turned into little bubbles.

Come quietly, leave quietly, except for the smile on his face, he didn't even leave a chance for Zhao Ke to say goodbye.

When Zhao Ke came back to his senses, he had already rushed out of the abyss.

In a strange space.

Fluorescence dancing all over the sky, surrounded Zhao Ke like hundreds of millions of fireflies.

Zhao Ke looked at his empty hands, and felt as if something had been dug away in his heart.

After a while, Zhao Ke laughed at himself.

Isn't this just Wusui's style, she is not the kind of woman who is willing to live with a man, loves her children but is not heroic.

Her pursuit is even stricter and higher than her own,

If he wanted to conquer her, he could only catch up with her, or even become stronger than her.

No!Zhao Ke believed that if that day really came.

Ji Wusui would regard herself as a rival to compete, sooner or later she would beat herself to the ground again, throw her into her coffin, and squeeze herself dry until she cried.

After figuring out the relationship, Zhao Ke's depression was also swept away, and he looked around.

Seeing the depth of the fluorescence, there seems to be something.

It's just that the surrounding light was hazy due to the flickering fluorescent lights, and Zhao Ke couldn't see clearly for a moment.

However, you can see a total of five iron locks around. I don't know where they came from, but they are firmly locking the things in front of us.

When Zhao Ke approached, he suddenly discovered that the person bound by the iron chain was actually himself.

Five iron locks pierced deep into his own flesh and blood, and four of them penetrated his limbs, intertwined layer by layer.

What's even more weird is that the fifth iron lock directly penetrated his chest and came out from his heart.

When Zhao Ke looked at himself in front of him, he had an absurd illusion. He looked at him, as if he was also looking at him.

"What is this?? My schizophrenia??" This idea was quickly rejected by Zhao Ke.

Although similar, it is not a split personality.

More like his own self.

The most important thing is that the evil disease in my heart has been completely let go when I was trapped in the sleepy sleep technique last time.

One cannot live in the past.

The past is like a demon, but the present is a human being.

The elder sister that I can't let go of will only become a demon in my heart, and at the same time, it will bind her, creating a elder sister who endures loneliness and the encroachment of time in the depths of her consciousness. To her, that is just torture.

I have already let go, and my schizophrenia has been cured.

Therefore, the self in front of him is absolutely impossible to be his split personality.

If this is the case, Zhao Ke believes that Wusui will not be so troublesome to help himself in this way.

Zhao Ke couldn't help but leaned forward to observe carefully for a while, then stretched out his hand to grab the chain on his chest, and tried to pull it out.

Also at this time.

All the shamans on the altar fixed their eyes on Zhao Ke, their faces full of worry and surprise.

The powerful natural atmosphere intertwined with emerald-like light around Zhao Ke.

They had never seen such a majestic and pure force of nature.

Even the great shaman passed down from generation to generation may be able to surpass Zhao Ke in terms of strength, but in terms of the essence of the power of nature, it is definitely not as good as one-tenth of Zhao Ke.

They can probably understand the idea of ​​the great shaman at this time.

They have never seen anything like this.

Even the old shaman who has lived for more than 130 years has never heard of such a magnificent scene during the coronation ceremony.

"No one has ever lasted so long at a coronation."

The old shaman's face was full of worry.

On the side, Zhao Min was sweating for Zhao Ke, and after hearing what the old shaman beside him said, he couldn't help asking anxiously, "Will it affect him after a long time?"

"will not!"

The old shaman shook his head, and seriously explained to Zhao Min: "On the contrary, the longer the time, the better, which means the stronger and more power he has inherited."

It turns out that each generation of shamans will feed back their own power back to nature before they are about to die.

When a new generation of shamans emerge, they will be able to regroup these forces by calling upon the forces of nature.

In the position of Dharma Guardian second only to the Great Shaman, at least a few powerful shamans are needed to bless Zhao Ke and summon the power left by the Dharma Guardians in the mountains and forests of the past generations.

But this process is extremely detrimental to one's own life.

That's why, these shamans are not considered old, but their bodies are not as tough as this old shaman.

"It turns out that's the case. Then he took advantage of it. We have nothing to worry about."

Zhao Min was obviously relieved to hear that Zhao Ke was not in any danger.

However, there was no expression of joy, and he sighed: "Of course I hope he can persist more. Shamanism has not appeared for a long, long time, and there is a powerful successor."

But when it came to this, the old shaman pointed at several old shamans around Zhao Ke, worried: "I'm afraid they won't be able to hold on.