Someone followed, and a few wavering people also decided to follow Qi Liang to find out.

If you want to say that they are fools, who will feel comfortable.

Moreover, there is Qi Liang in this leading brother.

They just look at it from afar, and they don't take the initiative to participate.

Moreover, there are a few people in this who are thinking about other things in their hearts, wishing that the more chaotic the situation, the better they will be to fish in troubled waters.

Only a few people were able to restrain the curiosity and greed in their hearts and turn away decisively.

These people know very well what it means to kill a cat with curiosity.

It's rare to be confused in life, maybe this time they can be confused, it's not a good thing.

Since it was decided to go.

Qi Liang, they naturally won't delay any longer.

Speeding up his pace for a while, he quickly rushed over in the direction that Fang Ah Lang left.

Actually, the place is not far away.

In addition, Qi Liang's feet were fast, and when they rushed over, they saw Gan Hua and others standing on the edge of a cliff from a distance.

It's like waiting quietly for something.

"They...... Why kneel there? Kneel a woman?? ”

Someone pointed to the cliff ahead and made a surprised sound.

This shout immediately caused the rest of the people to look at each other, and everyone was surprised for a while.

Gan Hua: They are a top veteran team.

At this time, he actually knelt behind a woman, what is the origin of this woman?

I saw that under the drizzle, it was Gan Hua and his party, half-kneeling on the edge of the cliff.

The person kneeling was a woman, dressed in a pink gauze skirt, sitting on the edge of a cliff, casually shaking her legs.

The breeze blows, and the corners of the skirt swing with the wind, revealing the slender thighs from time to time.

White and flawless, as white as ivory.

The pair of small bare feet, white and lovely, spotless, seemed to be like lotus roots.

It's so good-looking that it makes my heart feel crispy.

"It's beautiful...... Thorny ......"

Some people couldn't help but praise in their hearts, but the saliva betrayed the filth in his heart.

Even if it's a woman veiled.

But just this pair of jade feet is enough to make people's minds think about it, and they can't wait to pounce on it and lick it twice.

It's just that this impulse in this guy's heart disappeared in an instant with the muttering of Wang Mazi beside him.

"Senior Postman!"

Wang Mazi's voice was very small.

A small mosquito-like sound.

Even the sound of drops of rain falling on the leaves of the forest was crisper and more powerful than his.

But in the ears of others, it is no less than Ah Lang's thunder-calling technique, thundering on the ground.

For a moment, everyone couldn't help but take a deep breath, and then held their breath and concentrated.

It wasn't until more than ten minutes had passed that someone finally blushed and gasped for breath, so that everyone remembered that they still needed to breathe.

Senior Postman.

This is the most desirable hope in almost everyone's hearts, but it is the most unthinkable.

It is rumored that only by becoming a high-ranking postman can you truly get out of the horror space.

Whether it's the power that makes them shudder.

Or the freedom that is desirable.

Undoubtedly, they are all existences that they can only look up to.

After a long time, someone swallowed a mouthful of spit, and after his dry throat was moistened for a moment, he guessed: "Could it be...... The rumored slump? ”

The three veteran teams of Ice Whistle, Spider, and Rose are retainers who have been captive by Dang Shen.

It's no secret that this has long been true.

Someone who can make them kneel will naturally cause them to guess.

It's just that for this conjecture, Wang Mazi couldn't help but shake his head.

Dang Shen is a very mysterious person.

Very few people have ever seen him in real life.

Among the top ten high-ranking postmen in the legend, the swing represents balance.

Although Wang Mazi has not seen it, he knows that Dang Shen is not a woman.

So at the moment, this girl who seems to be like an elf can't be a.

"It's nature! I didn't expect her to come too, it looks like Granny Hong has not had a good time! ”

On the ridge in the distance, a pot of fragrant tea, with wisps of white mist, the fragrance of tea was wanton, and the two of them were seen sitting in the pavilion.

One person holds a cup of tea in one hand, and his eyes are observing every move in the distance through the projection cloth in front of him.

See the veiled woman in front of the cliff.

Ning Duque's eyebrows were a little sad.

But after thinking about it, I was not surprised by this.

The red granny is about to abdicate.

The benefits of the cake of the ghost market are too great.

Even to put it mildly, today's ghost market seems to have become an indispensable part of all postmen.

It's like going to be a person who suddenly can't access the internet.

Soon it won't be long before you find out that you have lost your life on the Internet,

Your information reserves won't keep up with everyone else's.

Whether it's their speech and demeanor, or the memes when they talk to each other, you will be at a loss.

Even more serious, it will affect your job.

There is no doubt that a ghost market is like the real internet.

The postman, who is out of touch with the ghost market, is destined to lag behind the other postmen in every way.

Such a big cake has always been enjoyed exclusively by the red mother-in-law before.

Whoever is not greedy, who is not tempted.

Now that such a good opportunity is in front of me, don't say that there is a dang who has not appeared for a long time, and there is a Luo girl.

I'm afraid that if there are two more senior postmen at this time, Ning Duque will definitely not be surprised.

For example, the rules are being disrupted at the moment, and no one can leave.

This point will not be the ability of Dang Shen and Luo Nu.

In Ning Duque's impression, there were only two senior postmen who could do this, one was the space, that is, the old man of the inn who rode a mule.

This old guy, Ning Duque has gotten along once or twice.

Although it is difficult to contact, Ke Ning Duque knows very well that the old man of Yin and Yang, a guy who only knows how to run around, will never join forces with anyone.

The other is a tyrant who represents the chaos.

It's just that the tyrant never shows up, and this time he interfered with the space, he shouldn't really show up.

Once he appears, he will inevitably be traced to be interfering with the space, and even a high-ranking postman will inevitably pay a great price.

Counting the slump, that is the three senior postmen, who are targeting a red mother-in-law.

The others, even if they don't make a move, don't expect them to help, I'm afraid it's still possible to get a piece of the pie when the time comes.

Under the black coat and hat beside him, the mysterious swordsman looked like Ning Duque, his expression was calm, his fingers were playing with the teacup, and he didn't seem to care about this upcoming battle.

It seems that apart from guarding Ning Duque, there is nothing that can make him pay special attention.

"It's coming!"

Ning Duque stared at the lower left corner of the projection cloth and quickly took out the handheld computer.

I saw Ning Duque quickly toggle a few times on the handheld computer.

The picture in front of me was quickly pulled in, and I saw a sloppy Taoist dangling a bell under a white sail, striding towards a dilapidated house not far away.

The house was dilapidated, and there was an old tree in the yard.

It's a pity that the old tree has withered, and a few crows on the tree have fallen on the branches, looking desolate.

It's just that under the old tree, there is a rocking chair.

On an incense table, inside a bronze incense burner, three points of green smoke swirled up.

The woman in red has a bright face and a peaceful expression.

Holding a book.

Sitting there quietly flipping through it.

Suave and elegant, but it is out of step with the surrounding environment.

The courtyard gate, which had long been rotten, made a screeching sound.

Before the man had come in, he saw the white sail and peeked out of the door.

"Jiang is not grinding or spicy, not looking at each other, not sending it, the little lady and the old man meet, you see if the hexagram I said is accurate!"

The sloppy Taoist priest recited the mantra and walked into the courtyard gate.

The white sail was raised, revealing the face of a Taoist priest.

It's just that when they saw it with Zhao Ke, it was not quite the same.

Or much younger, with a little green beard on his face, under straight eyebrows, a pair of black and white eyes, as bright as stars.

In the face of the Taoist priest's inquiry, Granny Hong just gave a short hum.

But he never took his eyes off the book in his hand.

It was as if there was some magic in books that fascinated her.

The muscles at the corners of the Taoist priest's mouth twitched slightly, and his eyes were fixed, but he saw that the book in Granny Hong's hand was not an ancient book.

It's a modern-day printed book.

On the shiny and bright book cover, there is a line of big characters: "On the One Hundred Ways to Eat People"