Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

Turning around, I saw King Xia was rubbing his fists and sitting on a chair, and there were news reports coming back.

The expression that made King Xia excited was almost on the verge of losing control.

He has been suppressed for too long.

Like a wolf chained all the time.

And when the chains that imprisoned him disappeared, no one could say what the wolf would do.

King Xia turned his head and looked at Jiali aside.

Putting his palm restlessly on Jiali's shoulder, he pointed to the microcomputer on Jiali's wrist: "You, this thing, played music last time, play one for me now."

Carrie checked the power on the microcomputer.

Slightly frowned and said: "The music above is all exotic music, you might not like it after listening to it, how about..."

"Snapped!"

Before Jiali could finish her sentence, King Xia slapped her across the face.

A hand caught Carrie's throat!

I saw that King Xia's eyes were flickering with madness, and the veins on the corners of his eyes were tense, like a raging lion: "I am the king! King of Daxia, don't let me repeat my words a second time!"

When she saw that Jiali's face had turned pale and her breathing became difficult.

Xia Wangcai pushed Jiali away from his throne with a cold face.

Zhao Ke stood aside, watching with cold eyes, from the beginning to the end, he didn't move a single bit.

He knew that he only needed to show a little disobedience now.

In the next second, King Xia will chop off his own head.

But as long as King Xia is not a fool, he will not kill the woman who can remove obstacles for her so easily.

"Cough cough cough..."

Jiali got up from the ground, covered her stomach with one hand, carefully wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, silently turned on the computer, and clicked on the music to play.

The computer turned on, and it was an English song.

After the voice sounded, Zhao Ke was taken aback for a moment, and the way he looked at Jiali became strange.

"Semper crescisaut des crescis..."

Accompanied by the song.

Xia Wang's tense heart hangs, not only did not relax because of the song.

On the contrary, with the tight rhythm of the song, the flame in my heart is like encountering hot oil.

Even if they were present, except for Zhao Ke and Jiali, no one else could understand the meaning of the music.

But this is where the magic of music is.

Good music, no matter what you understand.

With the unique tune of the music, emotions will also be brought into the music atmosphere.

Like the song "The Mass" right now

A unique fusion of pop, rock and classical music.

Concise lyrics, full of strong explosive power.

People with a little passion are easily infected by music.

Putting your fingers on your legs, they tapped quickly to the rhythm of the music.

The corner of his mouth couldn't help but raise a smile.

The spirit of the whole person has changed.

When the music continued, King Xia simply stood up, so excited that he couldn't help himself.

The sound of killing outside the door.

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Accompanied by music reached a climax.

King Xia's face was so excited that he waved his hands like crazy.

Human heads rolled to the ground.

Whether it's eunuchs or court ladies.

Even his heir, the princess, can be killed.

The screams in the palace in front of him made King Xia even more excited.

He knew that today's bloodbath would become the cornerstone of his throne.

When everything is washed clean with blood.

In Daxia, there will be no family, no ancestors.

There is only one left, and that is him!The ruler of Great Xia, King Xia!

"Damn, this guy is already crazy!"

Zhao Ke looked at the crazy King Xia in the music, and couldn't understand what this woman was thinking.

At this time, Zhao Ke suddenly thought of the note that someone dropped just now.

Thinking of this, Zhao Ke calmly called out the stamp album.

Instead of taking it directly, he carefully looked at the note through the postal album.

These people cannot see the existence of stamp albums.

In the eyes of outsiders, only Zhao Ke stared intently at the stone pillar beside him.