Dream: (Dog Hunting Member)

Name: Unknown

Reality Facts: Unknown

Rare intermediate-level soul and trap dual postman.

Album stamps: Unknown

Self Advanced Ability: Unknown

Very few people have actually seen her, and most of them have seen a wisp of her soul.

Very good at trap ability, often unaware, has been the trap through the soul split, arranged around you.

Those who have dealt with her, it is important to remind you not to believe any of your loved ones' voices, even their figures, because that is just a trap for her to lure you to death.

After Zhao Ke read the information, combined with the situation he encountered that day, he probably had a bottom in his heart.

But fortunately, at the same time, there was a cold sweat, the intermediate trap is the postman, and the trap arranged by the postman often will never leave a little way for a rookie like himself.

It's also a shame that I didn't run out in a panic, otherwise I would have become a corpse by now.

Zhao Ke continued to look at it.

Although most of this information is blank, it is quite detailed.

After continuing to read, the Hound Group, in addition to the Phantom Dream, there are four people, namely the captain Hound Dog, the sausage, the jackal, and the disaster star.

Captain Hound Dog: It's mysterious, except for the fact that he's known to be a recovery postman, everything else is blank.

Sausage: is the number two person, very mysterious.

It belongs to the physical postman.,Extreme existence.,It's said that the strength is still above the captain hound.,There is a record of killing the space postman alone.,Very fierce.。

Jackal: It's a postman.

A rare master of the beast sect in the transformation department.

It is rumored that he has obtained a wisp of the spirit of the dragon sparrow, which has appeared in the recent past, and has sold a large number of transformation stamps in the ghost thing, accumulating funds, and may have to focus on strengthening the transformation ability of the dragon sparrow.

The latest postman, Calamity, no information yet.

It is said to replace the vacant seat after the death of the original team member, but no one knows what the specific ability is.

The only thing I know is that whoever meets him will be very unlucky, so even if they are teammates, they are very repulsive to him.

That's why it's called a calamity.

The Hound Group is an intermediate-level team, and its strength is not strong in the middle-level postman, but it is not weak, but the potential is very good, and there are several shops in the ghost market that are very optimistic about them and will invest in them from time to time.

After Zhao Ke read the information, he probably had a bottom in his heart.

I wanted to inquire about the information about the advanced intermediate postman, but this time, the reply I got made Zhao Ke very disappointed.

The advanced process is restricted by the stamp book and does not allow the narration of low-level postmen.

Zhao Ke was looking at the information carefully.

Outside the door, a group of people hurriedly walked over.

"Sister Moju!"

The one who walked in the front was none other than Mo Ju, who had just gained power, as a woman who was good at running a shopping mall.

In a place like the Red Smoke Pavilion, she completely let go of the shackles of her thoughts, and others wanted to survive.

She is different, in her eyes, it is more of a career, and she completely regards the Red Smoke House as her backer.

It's this kind of unique mind that makes her feel like a fish in water here.

With his exquisite thoughts, he naturally rises all the way, which makes people look very red.

Not long ago, he had become one of the twelve stewards in the Red Smoke Pavilion.

This is the management of such a behemoth as the Red Smoke Pavilion.

Not only jumped into the dragon gate, but also was planted by the rumored ancestor to plant a slave mark, so as to avoid the pain of repeatedly experiencing the terrifying space.

If it weren't for the ghost market here, if it weren't for reality, it is estimated that there would have been some red-eyed and incompetent waste, and there would have been a wave of real-name reports.

Whether there is or not, splash her with dirty water first.

"Someone in there?"

"Yes!"

The reason why Mo Ju rushed over in such a hurry was because in the latest news, the people of the Hound Group contacted the ginseng postman, but they didn't seem to find it.

For Mo Ju, this is a breakthrough.

Ruyan's fate is vivid, and Mo Ju knows very well that he must find that damn bastard as soon as possible.

Zhao Ke's name, although it was not divined.

But Zhao Ke's portraits are everywhere now, and she is not blind.

Naturally, he recognized at a glance that Zhao Ke was the guy who cut off her tendons and feet, cut off her tongue, and threw her into the bushes to die.

It is precisely like this, Mo Ju not only hated Zhao Ke, but was grateful to him.

Because he had been in contact with him, Mo Ju invited a postman from the divination department to use himself as a medium for divination.

Originally, I just wanted to try it, but the answer I got made Mo Ju happy and angry.

This bastard also had contact with himself later, and asked him to serve himself, but the service was not thorough.

Mo Ju thought about it, and thought of that time, when she first came here, a guest she had received.

I also bit him.

But the deal didn't work out, and it was the only one she was rejected, and of course the money was given anyway.

Now, those soothsayers can no longer get his place.

Mo Ju thought that now that the hound group had been in contact with the ginseng postman.

It must have done it, and if this guy was alive, he might have come to inquire about the Hound Hunting Regiment.

This is the way out that Mo Ju thought of.

As long as someone inquires about the information of the hound group, she will definitely verify it in person.

Tidying up his clothes and putting on bright red lipstick, Mo Ju asked the rest of the people to leave first.

Gently push the door open.

"Guest, don't you know if you have anything else to serve? Today, we have a special reward to send warmth to customers who spend 100 points of postage for free. ”

I have to say that people need clothes, and Buddhas need gold.

The clothes worn by Mo Ju were also carefully selected, black stockings, and the skirt tightly wrapped her proud figure.

In particular, the collar of the deep V, with a slight movement, makes people wonder if the pair of spheres inside will roll out.

Of course, what makes Mo Ju dress up more carefully is her makeup.

Elegant with YIN, at first glance, it is the beauty who has been on the battlefield for a long time, has killed tens of millions of enemies, and is rich in 'fighting' experience.

On the premise that he can't do anything to the customer, Mo Ju's only way is to use his own mouth to measure Zhao Ke's true body.

Zhao Ke didn't care at first.

But when I heard the voice, it felt familiar, and when I looked up, I looked! Isn't this the female white-collar worker?

To be honest, Zhao Ke was both surprised and reasonable that she could live until now.

This kind of woman who can let go knows how to use her advantages very well, and most importantly, she is ruthless enough.

Some female stamp albums are difficult to survive in the early stage, because of the nature of women, which shackles them and makes it difficult for them to be killers.

Once this restraint is released, the woman becomes ruthless and is definitely a murderous animal.

Putting away the information in his hand, after learning that the divination postman could not divinate his relatives unless he got an object in his hand that was connected with his relatives, Zhao Ke's originally tense nerves relaxed a lot.

Looking at the old acquaintance in front of him, Zhao Ke was half-lying on the chair with a big grin, his eyes looked at her, and teased: "The community sends warmth? ”

Mo Ju smiled coquettishly, and under the slender eyelashes, the spring rippling light of those eyes stared at Zhao Ke's thighs.

Leaned down, put his hand on Zhao Ke's leg, and gently rubbed it.

"Of course, it's to send warmth, but people are proficient in ventriloquism, tongue warfare, and they are called female Zhuge , do you want to try it."

Mo Ju said this and touched his hand to the root of Zhao Ke's thigh.

But at this moment, he saw Zhao Kemeng sitting up straight and striding forward.

He said in a cold and stiff tone: "No need! ”

After speaking, he didn't even give Mo Ju a chance to speak, and strode out of the door.

I saw Zhao Ke quickly walking out.

Don't squint, for the hot beauties around him, keep his hands folded, his eyes look at his nose, his nose looks at his heart, and he looks detached from the saint.

It's just that the walking posture has also become very strange, and the legs are spread apart, giving people the feeling of being especially clumsy duck.

Until Zhao Ke walked out of the Red Smoke Pavilion.

The cold sweat on Zhao Ke's forehead had been rolling down, and his head was as big as a fight

I can imagine the picture of two walnuts playing back and forth with one hand in my basket, making a crisp collision sound from time to time.

Take a deep breath and try to keep your tone gentle.

"Lady, you may not have heard of it, there is a kind of love called letting go!"