Turning into a nine-tailed sky fox, I seem to be very powerful

The stamps that turned into eyeballs in the stamp album, every time she thinks about it, she feels a tingling sensation in her scalp

What the hell are those? !

But compared to this, she opened the stamp album and glanced at the silver-rimmed eyes on the far right with light gold eyes

Soul ring: It can control people's thoughts, and it is also effective for blood clan members, and can trigger people's evil desires...

Tsk, it really is not a good thing called Dracula!

Soon she came to the exit of the ghost market, and after paying five postage cents, her figure gradually faded away

The entrance fee of [-] o'clock postage is really cheating. If there is no necessary transaction, I am afraid that no one will come to the ghost market to hang out after eating...

"It's a pity, I still like that girl..."

On the jade attic, a figure surrounded by hazy black mist, smoking a cigarette while looking down at the crowd coming and going below

For the sake of fate, I also thought that if the other party left some information, I could go over to help collect ashes and send a coffin later.

But if you say it, you will definitely be beaten...

"what!"

Suddenly, a white stamp appeared on the table in front of her without warning

"Both time and space postmen are suspected to have fallen... Interesting, this news may be a big hit!"

At this moment, the screen in front of me flashed, and a countdown popped up suddenly.

"Ah! I'm going back to that dark and humid place again, can't you let me stay a little longer? My old lady is about to suffer from rheumatism..."

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Chapter 220 Hesitation

In an unassuming cafe in the city center

Mo Yuan ordered a cup of latte as usual. The location of this coffee shop is a bit remote, and the business can only be said to be average. Occasionally, only a few lovers or ordinary students patronize

But Mo Yuan likes the latte in this cafe very much, and occasionally drinks a little when he comes to the city

Turned out the stamp album from the void, and looked at the information obtained from the previous exchange. Although the old smoker who claimed to be an immortal teacher seemed unreliable, he had to say that the other party was indeed an excellent intelligence businessman.

It's just that most of the information is obviously of little value to her, because in her capacity as the major of the Shadow Guard, many secrets compared to ordinary people or ordinary extraordinary people are easy to get from the information in her opinion. queried in the library

After excluding those, the rest is the really useful information, and Mo Yuan is both a little happy and a little bit distressed to know this news, but now her distress is greater than this little happiness

Unlike the fortune beads I got before, I don't know what Dracula did on the ring. She can use the power of the ring to a certain extent

Since the Imperial City Secretary reported the Changbai Mountain incident, because many people were staring at her, she had no time to study how to use the fortune beads, and the stamp records only had its function, and other information was gone.

It seems that these materials, like the recorded things themselves, have become taboos, sealed in the long river of history, and want to be completely erased from the memory of future generations

In the infinite space of intrigues, those postmen with strange powers are far more difficult to deal with than the cunning power holders in reality. Those in power often have to abide by the shackles of the law, and those postmen are almost all desperadoes!

After all, for a person who may die at any time and never come back, things like the law are like blank paper, pale and powerless

Therefore, she would rather take risks in reality to secretly search for information on the Orb of Creation, and absolutely do not want to leak any information in the ghost market

That's a Gold Class stamp!

Gold level, itself in the postman symbolizes the extraordinary in the extraordinary!

As we all know, gold-level postmen are very rare, and each of them is the best among ten thousand, and gold-level stamps are even more so!

"A gold-level postman does not mean that he has a gold-level stamp, but those who have a gold-level stamp will definitely become a gold-level postman!"

This is the most widely circulated sentence in the postman from hell

Because the gold-level stamp is equivalent to a pass to become a saint of infinite space

A saint is a management-level existence in infinite space. In terms of combat power in reality, it is above the quasi-god level, possessing the power to manipulate laws!

And the strength of a gold-level postman is equivalent to that between a general and a demigod.

In today's world, all known god-level existence information is taboo, because their existence itself is a taboo

In today's era, becoming a god is simply impossible. The difference between a god and a god is a difference of one letter!

But the gold-level stamps made all of this have such a glimmer of hope!

Even such an insignificant trace is enough to drive everyone crazy!

At least, a way has appeared!

More importantly, by becoming a saint, one can get rid of the fate of constant reincarnation in death!

But it was such an important stamp, and the senior named Zhang San was able to give it to himself without hesitation!

He, who is He?

Time, space, light... Among the few information she barely knew, it seemed that none of the saints met such characteristics, or it was just that she didn't know enough

After all, I am just an ordinary silver-rank postman...

Unknowingly, he turned to the last page of the stamp album, and the silver-rimmed eyeballs glowing with light gold slowly opened, revealing the dark red ring spinning inside.

Mo Yuan bit her lip lightly, fighting fiercely in her heart

She was sent to the mountains since she was a child, and learned Qimen Dunjia from her master, but this kind of magic is destined to be one of the three lives of loneliness, death, and poverty.

She didn't know the stakes when she started. One day, she was called by the master to teach the Dharma. After passing, the first thing the master asked her was if there was anyone behind her.

Looking back, she said that there was no one behind her, and this sentence became an oath of entry, acknowledging the loneliness in it, and since then her fate has been reversed, and she is destined to have no children and no descendants in her life...

In fact, she doesn't blame the master, after all, this is the rule of entering the industry. In the extraordinary world, if you want to gain great power, you are doomed to sacrifice and dedication... But just a year after she came out of the mountain after she had learned the Tao, the Shadow Guard Then came the news that her father had died in the line of duty!

It wasn't until this moment that she realized that her "lonely life" was not as simple as it appeared on the surface!

The rapid development of Qimen technique in just a few years is not accidental!She learned part of the truth through fortune-telling by seeking the fortune-telling of Baiyun Guan, the capital of the imperial capital.

Her father was probably killed by her!

And if her fate is really fulfilled, her father's death is probably just the beginning. She has a grandmother above her, and a younger sister who just entered kindergarten below her. It will definitely come true...

She had already lost her father, and she couldn't even lose her remaining relatives!

and so……

Her eyes moved on the various stamps on the last page, but her peripheral vision was always fixed on the "soul ring"

Thinking about it carefully, if Dracula is really the twelve heavenly generals who guard the world in Yamato, there seems to be no need for him to harm himself. After all, in the face of the survival of the world, the struggle of personal interests seems so insignificant...

And if what the information dealer said is true, the power and intelligence network possessed by a moon worshiping bishop are definitely not comparable to that of a small major. Even if it is the incomplete content in the ancient book, it should be able to collect enough information

But if this is the case, it means that he will be involved in the storm of struggle between the blood races

Although the information we have learned so far is limited, there is no doubt that the struggle of the blood race involves the existence of a god-level existence!

If one gets involved at one's own level, there is no doubt that there will be a narrow escape, or even ten deaths!

So, do you want to bet?

Holding the coffee, she was speechless for a long time...

At this moment, the mobile phone rang, and Mo Yuan silently took out the phone and pressed to connect.

"Colonel Xu, what's the matter...well, good!"

"As ordered!"

Hanging up the phone, Mo Yuan put the phone away with a strange expression

Should it be said that it was God's will to trick people?But at this time, I suddenly sent myself a mission, and it was still in the distant Nanyang

Go to Oceania with the adjutant to investigate the cause of the unknown typhoon. During the period, a general from the Eastern family will go there

It's... next Sunday!

At the same time, the adjutant also sent a message

"Colonel Mo, I have a request for you. There is a manga exhibition next Saturday. I was going to accompany my brother, but there is an emergency (?﹏?), can I ask the officer to accompany you ( ° ?? °)? , I am very grateful! Let my younger brother promise you with your body!"

When Mo Yuan saw this, her eyebrows twitched...

……

"Let me see, the breast wrap is perfect! There is no problem with the clothes, the pants are no problem, and the shoes are no problem!"

Wang!

"Check again to see if there is anything missing, everything is fine!"

Wang!

"Then sister is going to go! Little boy, you have to take a good look at the store!"

Wang Wang!

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Chapter 220 Second Barr's Doubt

On the fifth floor of Polaris Commercial Center, Sithia Royal Cuisine

Gathered guests in the afternoon

Hundreds of celebrities from city h who were invited arrived one after another

The reporters of the TV station were also "friendly" invited outside the hall

Among them, many nobles from Sithia who lived in China came to join in

In a luxurious private room, a homeless man out of touch with the surrounding environment drank "wine" and asked the waiter in front of him

"Where is the magic eye Avans?"

"Your Mightiness……"

The waiter wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and replied cautiously

"I'm sorry...Mr. Avans, I'm afraid I can't show up anymore..."

"Ok?"

The red liquid flowed down the corner of his mouth, across his pale cheeks and into his neck. The homeless man's black pupils gradually turned bright red, and his eyes were fixed on the waiter in front of him.

Others may not be very clear about it, but he does know that the method of the high priest of the Blood Tongue Sect

That is a strong man equivalent to a prince!

The Church of Flesh and Flesh in the Western Continent once sent four bishops of the great sorcerer level

In the end, not only was he unsuccessful, but the opponent escaped with the result of counter-killing one person and seriously injuring two people!

However, it was such a terrifying strong man who fell here?

what happened?

If the rumors are true, the devil with the sword may not be able to keep him who is running away with all his strength.

Who would that be?Those who are vegetarian?

"Who did it?"

Putting the cup on the table, the tramp asked calmly

"Sorry, I don't know..."

The waiter was dripping with cold sweat and his body was shaking slightly

"I don't know?! Shit! You and I can't tell?!"

The homeless man laughed loudly, the hair on his pale hands gradually protruded, and a ferocious aura like a wild beast permeated the box, and the waiter on the opposite side knelt down on the ground with a plop

"Ahem, please restrain your pressure a little bit if you can! Mr. Gang!"

The violent breath dissipated in an instant, the homeless man raised his eyelids, looked at the blond young man who came to the door at some time, and looked at the other's fair face, he had the urge to paste the mud on the soles of his feet for a moment

"What are you doing?"