Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

But at this time, Zhao Ke couldn't care less.

The avatar agreement submitted by the old man is a price of a little postage, and neither of the two parties can hurt each other.

"what about me?"

Lu Hao stepped forward and returned the two stamps of "The Butcher's Box" and "Blood Lingzhu" to Ke Zhao, and couldn't help asking.

"Find out your own way. If I fail, you can run eastward. If your boy is lucky, you might be able to return with your life." The old man pointed to the east direction and said to Lu Hao.

"Is it bad luck?"

Hearing this, the old man pointed to the lower half of his body and said, "See, my luck is not very good, so I didn't run successfully."

"Fuck me!"

Seeing this, Lu Hao couldn't help trembling. Although he didn't know what the old man meant by the east, Lu Hao didn't need to think about it, he also knew that the road he pointed out to him would definitely not be a good road.

When Lu Hao wanted to ask again, Zhao Ke impatiently lifted the old man on his back, stretched out his hand, and retracted a strand of soul from Lu Hao's body.

He didn't look at Lu Hao, but when he walked past Lu Hao.

Lu Hao suddenly heard Zhao Ke's voice in his ear: "Good luck!"

"what!"

Lu Hao was taken aback for a moment, as if he thought it was just an illusion of his own. When he looked back, he saw Zhao Ke standing not far away, waving to him.

When he came back to his senses, he saw that Zhao Ke had already carried the old man on his back and rushed towards the high platform in the distance.

Seeing this, Lu Hao opened his mouth, unable to speak, but said in his heart: "Take care!"

"Kick"

One foot stepped on the ground, and there was a "cracking" sound in my ears. The ground under my feet had almost turned into pink fleshy foam. Stepping on it was like stepping on mud.

It was wet and slippery, and I felt a little weak when I ran.

"Hey hey!" The old man wrinkled his face and grinned, "You're not cold-blooded enough."

"What did you say?"

Zhao Ke didn't pause, and looked up at the direction of the lantern above his head. Zhao Ke couldn't help frowning, but he didn't know whether it was because the light in the clouds was getting smaller or because he carried the old man's words on his back.

"If I were you, I would kill her first, and then take her postage points." The old man is obviously not a kind person.

But at this time, both of them are grasshoppers on the same rope, and neither can do without the other.

"It's not rare!" This sentence is half true and half false. Even if Zhao Ke wanted to, but with the order of surrender, he could not kill Lu Hao, otherwise he would be punished very severely.

Zhao Ke was too lazy to talk nonsense with the old man. At this time, he didn't choose to run away, but chose to destroy the lantern to give Tianbo a chance.

It was Zhao Ke who felt that the possibility of escaping was unlikely, as there was a sea of ​​blood all around, although there must be another way to get out.

But don't forget, once you rush out with a group of people, you will definitely become the target of everyone's anger. At that time, even if you are really possessed by the demon king, you will not dare to bear the anger of so many people.

In comparison, it would seem more realistic to smash the lantern. Of course, the key to success or failure depends entirely on the old man behind him.

As for the old man, the situation was not much different from that of Zhao Ke. He had to run away when he first realized that something was wrong.

But unfortunately, he was unlucky, not only failed, but also became disabled.

Even if he has a good recovery stamp, the crippling damage cannot be recovered. Even if someone is willing to take him to escape, he will be used as a stepping stone on the way.

Or, the moment of escaping is also the time of his own death.

No one is willing to gamble their own lives, so both of them are betting against the sky, if they succeed, they will live, if they fail, they will die together.

"It's up there!"

Zhao Ke looked at the high platform in front of him, stepped on the steps with one foot and jumped up, jumping up in one step, a full three meters away.

This is of course the result of the True Demon God Demon Pill.

It's just that until now, Zhao Ke only knows what kind of abilities Jiujing has besides his physical function becoming stronger. It probably takes time to explore.

"okay!"

A few strides climbed up to the meat platform, and the old man's eyes lit up as he gestured with his fingers, the angle was just right.

Immediately, he took out the black bow from the stamp album.

Zhao Ke noticed that when he held the black bow, a special charm appeared on the bow body, as if for a moment, the bow seemed to breathe.

"It's cheaper for you!"

Zhao Ke said in his heart that he was definitely envious, but things that he didn't use were a pile of scrap iron to him.

The old man pulled the bowstring with his fingers, and only heard the sound of "click, click", and the bowstring was actually pulled away.

This made Zhao Ke happy, but before he had a smile on his face, the two of them suddenly felt a chill behind their backs, and the surrounding light also dimmed for an instant.

Zhao Ke and the old man turned their heads slowly, the smiles on their faces froze for an instant, and they said in unison: "Fuck!"

Chapter 210

"hiss!"

The two of them took a deep breath of cold air at the same time, the cold went from between the teeth to the stomach, and felt the whole body was cold.

In front of a ball!No, it should be said that it is a lump, a huge sarcoma, just like a giant's head, with a bloody mouth wide open, almost covering the entire high platform.

"Run!" The old man screamed!

There is no need for the old man to remind, Zhao Ke has already activated Day and Night Rush, jumped off the high platform, and ran away.

Guest Zhao was still in mid-air, when he saw the fleshy wall on the ground split open suddenly, and the huge mandibles tore the ground apart and closed it upwards.

"Damn!"

Seeing this, Zhao Ke's heart froze for a moment, his mouth was too big and he couldn't get out.

"Fuck!"

The old man's face turned pale, and seeing his big mouth closing quickly, he couldn't help but look sad: "I haven't married a wife yet, what a loss, what a loss."

"To shut up!"

At this time, Zhao Ke was also in a state of confusion, he was still in the air, he had no place to borrow strength, he could only watch his mouth close, could he just wait for death?