Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

Zhao Ke couldn't help being taken aback when he heard the words, and looked down at the butcher's box at his feet.

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Look at the sambar again...

In all fairness, Zhao Ke didn't believe Sambar's words.

Not much trust in Butcher's Box, but the thing is.

You, an old monster who has lived for so long, can be fooled by this brainless idiot.

Is it possible that the old age lives on the dog?

More importantly, Zhao Ke didn't believe that the idiot Butcher's Box could come up with such an excellent idea.

If he didn't know too much about the Butcher's Box, he might still believe the words of the sambar.

"Really, if you don't believe me, look at that iron shell's hand, it's still stained with red juice."

See what the sambar said is true.

Although Zhao Ke didn't believe it, he still called the ghost tiger, and after the ghost tiger opened his hand, it was exactly as Sambar said.

On the red hands, there are indeed some marks left by the red fruit pulp.

"This……"

When he saw the mark, Zhao Ke's expression changed suddenly.

He looked suspiciously at the butcher's box at his feet.

Reminiscent of the appearance of the butcher's box commanding the ghost tiger just now.

Zhao Ke's complexion suddenly turned ugly.

After seeing the situation revealed, Butcher's Box seemed to notice Zhao Ke's unfriendly eyes.

A pair of big eyes wandered around, and when the voice changed, it turned into a black light and pierced into Zhao Ke's stamp, and simply hid back, no matter how Zhao Ke called, he would not come out.

"asshole!"

Seeing this scene, Zhao politely stomped and cursed.

But it wasn't the Butcher's Box that was angry, but the Five Ghosts.

The Butcher Box is so stupid, how come he suddenly has a brain, he can't help but be deceived, and he can play tricks on himself.

Needless to say, Zhao Ke also knew that it must be related to the composite stamps of the five ghosts.

At this time Yin Yang Inn.

Lao Wu, who was hiding in a dark corner, suddenly sneezed.

The boss and the others were taken aback, looked back at the fifth, frowned and said, "What are you doing, be careful, we are still wanted by ghost messengers."

The fifth child squeezed his nose and said with a blank face, "I don't know why, but I always feel the coolness behind me."

"Stop talking nonsense, let's go quickly when the next stop arrives, find a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters to hide, and talk about it after the limelight passes."

After the boss finished speaking, he couldn't help cursing: "It's all that bastard, I just said that if anyone meets him, nothing good will happen. If we meet this guy again next time, hmph, I will definitely have a lot of trouble with him!"

Chapter 581 So Poor!

After Zhao Ke finished scolding the five ghosts, he asked the ghost tiger to untie the rope from Sambar's body.

"Oh, my old bone, no, you want him to apologize to me!"

Sambar jumped down from the grill, covered his face, and howled towards Zhao Ke with aggrieved eyes.

But the culprit, the butcher's box, had long since slipped away.

Zhao Ke made the ghost tiger a symbol of apologizing to the sambar. After all, it is a traditional virtue to respect the old and love the young.

After receiving Zhao Ke's instructions, Guihu nodded heavily, raised his hands high, and fell straight on the ground.

"Bang!" A muffled sound.

The mud on the ground hit the sambar's face, causing the sambar to eat a mouthful of mud.

Looking again, Ghost Tiger threw himself on the ground, sliding his hands down from side to side from time to time.

"You...you...are you sorry???"

The Sambar was stunned by the ghost tiger's actions. Has he ever seen Yongzi apologize in his life?

What's even more hateful is that Guihu actually nodded his head, which means that this is an apology.

In an instant, Sambar felt that a big stone was stuffed into his chest, and he was so choked that he couldn't speak.

Zhao Ke stood aside, silently rubbing his forehead with his fingers.

This guy is really brainless, his head is empty, and it is obviously impossible to expect him to apologize.

"Why can't you grow your brain?"

Zhao Ke heaved a long sigh in his heart, wishing he could exchange the brain of Butcher Box with Ghost Tiger, that would be perfect.

He stepped forward to comfort him and said, "This is a unique apology method in their hometown, similar to our five-body projection."

After Zhao Ke finished speaking, he didn't give Sambar a chance to explain, and stretched out his hand to take the ghost tiger back.

"It's not bad for you to be old, haven't you finished eating all the food, it's a good thing, right?"

"Er...that's true."

When the sambar heard this, he thought about it, in fact, he was not at a disadvantage, although he suffered a little.

But at last, there was no danger, a ginseng fruit, but I ate it by myself.

The taste is not good, but the food is good, and there is plenty of aura here, so if you go back and digest it yourself, you may be able to greatly increase your cultivation base.

Thinking of this, Sambar felt a lot less angry.

Thinking about it carefully, I feel quite proud.

A ginseng fruit the size of a fist, if it is brought outside, I don't know how many people will have their heads smashed.

Although I have practiced for a long time, fighting is really not good at it.