Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

It made everyone stunned for a moment.

Even Ning Duque, who was guarding Granny Hong, found it inconceivable.

It's just that behind this simplicity, it is the result of countless calculations made by the red granny early on. The dark life stone can be transferred to any corner of the body at will.

Usually just put it in the heart and nourish it with heart blood.

If it were a human being, it would never be so easy to succeed, as long as Xu An feels danger, or becomes nervous.

The life stone will quickly swim through his body with the power of the heart. As long as the life stone is not destroyed, he is equivalent to immortal and can regenerate infinitely.

But Granny Hong is an exception. She is too old and will soon die. Even walking needs Ning Duque to carry her on her back. In the eyes of everyone, she is already exhausted.

Even being controlled by Xu Ya with secret techniques, she was unable to resist, so one could imagine how weak she had become.

It was intentional calculation and inadvertentness, Granny Hong had been planning how to kill him a long time ago, it can be said that Xu An's death was not wronged at all.

Grandma Hong slapped the darkness that turned into stone into pieces with a slap, and slowly stood up.

Scarlet blood surged along her hair.

This old lady, who had just aged to the extreme, gradually recovered her youthful appearance under the light of blood. Not only her appearance, but her strength also reached an astonishing height in an instant.

"Impossible! You have resigned, the curse power of the ghost city, you can't reverse it at all."

Looking at the radiant red lady in front of them, everyone felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

Even Sheng Sheng, who was already almost insane, couldn't help showing strange colors.

"fool!"

Faced with Heng Zhe's questioning, Granny Hong's smile grew stronger, and she casually wiped on the dark stamp album to extract all the postage points in the stamp album.

He unhurriedly called out his stamp album.

"Did you sit in this position for too long, so long that you all forgot what the postman really is?"

I saw Granny Hong unfolding her stamp album as she spoke, and saw a row of densely packed numbers on the page of the stamp album, which were being reduced by non-express delivery.

"This is..." Shi Shi widened his eyes and looked at the number in front of him. It took him a long time to realize what this number was.

He took a breath of cold air in an instant, and even he who possessed the power of time was shocked by this number.

"Postal points!"

The old man Yin Yang almost bit his tongue, looked at the decimal point on the number, and counted silently in his heart: ten million, one hundred thousand, one million... thousand, ten million!! "

At the end of the reading, the old man Yin Yang almost knelt down to the red lady. If the number that was decreasing was not counted, I am afraid that there should be nearly 5000 million postal points.

They can also get tens of thousands of postal cents, and they can get together a hundred thousand postal cents.

But for 100 million postal cents, even they would definitely not be able to spend such a large amount of money.

Not to mention tens of millions of postal points, what kind of concept is this? ?

In the true sense of wealth.

"Damn it, is the ghost market so rich??" The tyrant knew that Granny Hong was rich, but even if he was killed, he would never have imagined that Granny Hong was so rich.

In fact, most of the ghost markets in the past have lost money.

Red Granny has relied on the Hongyan Pavilion for so many years to operate, and only has more than 1000 million postal points.

There is still a lot of future and hard-earned money to pay for the girls.

As for the remaining 3000 million postal cents, they all came from the God of Wealth, Yang Wancai.

In order to collect the 3000 million postal points for Granny Hong, Yang Wancai not only engaged in casinos and amassed money crazily, but also took out all his family assets.

Now Yang Wancai is so poor that he has lost all his money.

With nearly 5000 million postal points in hand, Granny Hong is of course not afraid of the curse of the ghost market, and all the postal points can be used to offset them.

The rapidly decreasing number at the moment is more like her vitality.

The hugeness makes people desperate, and the decreasing amount of hundreds of hundreds per second seems so humble in front of this windfall.

"Hmph, so what, if we really fight, we may not be afraid of you!"

Heng Zhe snorted coldly, and immediately asked: "Grandma Hong, we don't tell you those useless things, we just want to know how Ji Wusui got rid of the shackles of the postman!"

As soon as these words came out, even the yin and yang old man, time, and even the tyrant who had always supported Granny Hong couldn't help looking at her.

They have seen the truth clearly, and Sheng Sheng feels that his time is approaching, and they urgently need an answer, an answer that allows them to see hope.

Granny Hong just shook her head: "It's useless, it's too slim, she's just a special case!"

A special case, a special case that even Granny Hong couldn't explain clearly.

She should have died, but she came back to life and reversed her fate in a different way.

This process is full of too many accidents.

Even if they try to reproduce it, they are doomed to fail.

"However, I can tell you a way."

"any solution!!"

Everyone's hearts were shaken, and they hurriedly asked.

The red granny raised a sneaky smile on her lips, pointed to the surroundings and said, "You can freeze yourselves here, so that they will never become fruits!"

After her words fell, under the surrounding frozen stone walls, pairs of silent eyes opened, and their eyes were fixed on Heng Zhe and the others.

"These guys are still alive??"

Looking at the figure behind the ice wall, the tyrant couldn't help feeling his scalp go numb, and a premonition of something bad happened: "Grandma, since you are fine, I'll take my leave first!"

After saying that, the tyrant was about to leave, but a red light pierced through the air and landed on the red granny's hand, bursting out with a scarlet knife light, blocking the tyrant in front of him.

It was that Abi Tuyuan.

Immediately, the tyrant's expression darkened instantly, and he turned around to look at Granny Hong: "Grandma, what do you mean by that!"

"Without him!" Granny Hong held both blades in her palms, and coldly uttered two words: "Kill them all!"

"boom!"