mourning

This team is not as harmonious as it appears on the surface.

A pleasant-looking elder sister surnamed Huang in a white shirt and a cheeky man surnamed Liu had the right to speak inside, holding each other tightly to each other and confronting each other.Mu Qing can be regarded as a soy saucer. I observed that although he did not take sides, the others were respectful to him.

It's a little off from what I expected, but that's okay.

The best way to survive in the cracks is to rely on the mountains and rely on yourself.

That yellow hair is said to be the son of a certain military commander, and the team of supernatural beings brought an ordinary person who lost his supernatural powers for the sake of this person.

However, Mu Qing used to be at level nine anyway. In terms of physical strength alone, his physical strength is no less than that of a level four or five ability user.

Maybe this is the best proof that we often prostitute ourselves in the daytime but he hasn't exhausted himself yet?

After various considerations, no one, at least no one in this team, would take action against Mu Qing.

We walked south along the main road, and Sister Li said that we would go back to District S.They have completed the exploration mission in this area.

I followed them bored, and by the way commanded the zombies to cause some trouble to the convoy.

At night, I took Mu Qing to the inside of the supermarket, and pressed him on the shelf.

This supermarket has been occupied by zombies for a long time, and the inside is actually not very messy.I directed them to tidy up briefly, and pulled Mu Qing to sit on the big pink Lolita-style bed in the center of the supermarket.

...Actually, I really want to ask why these brainless fellows are so girlish, but since they only tilt their heads and stretch out their paws, they don’t have any additional pronunciation skills, I’m sorry Abandoned the idea.

"Do you know," I whispered to Mu Qing, biting the tip of Mu Qing's ear, "District W has already developed a way to restore the sanity of zombies. They destroy the core of the virus to make it non-infectious, and use These broken proteins repair brain cells. After a long period of treatment, the zombie's sanity gradually wakes up, and eventually it can become a human being carrying a virus. The fusion of zombies and humans is called a zombie. This is the most safe area in W area among the four Powerful reasons."

"The ones you just killed are actually people."

The body below me was startled, and it was okay to be stiff. I licked his ear, and continued to say wetly, "You four districts have been entrenched in one side for a long time, and the four quarters are divided. There is no communication between each other, and you don't know about general things. It's normal. It's just such an important matter, why don't the people over there use the emergency channel to talk about it?"

His ears were red, and his chest rose and fell.

For a while, I couldn't tell whether he was angry or terrified and blamed himself. I thought about how to measure, and stroked his hair, "Actually, this potion can't spread out for the time being. The real producer just planned a revolution last month." .They controlled the outflow of medicines."

"You..." he began, his voice hoarse, "how are you?"

"What?" I was a little confused.

He finally raised his head, the corners of his eyes were pink from the tide, but he spoke clearly, "Their medicine is deadly to zombies."

I was amazed at his sharpness.Yes, the mourners who had been injected with the drug did not heed my call at all.And me, I can't imagine myself being injected with the drug.

It is said that all memories are destroyed, like walking dead.

No, we are the walking dead, the existence that most needs to be eliminated in this world.

We kill each other or wait for someone else to kill us.The crystal nuclei in our brains are like treasure chests left after fighting monsters.The brave kill the small boss to gain experience and weapons, and then use these things to kill the big boss.

I stopped talking, and instead pulled him to strike again.

In the pink bedspread, slightly sick.

Never mind him, it's the end of the world.

When I carried him back to the motorcade, Sister Huang looked up at us with a forced smile on her face.She threw a twig into the fire, and the flames rolled up, obscuring her figure.

She is worried.

I know what I'm thinking, there are way too few zombies on this road for any seasoned hunter.If something goes wrong, it's a demon. She doesn't know that there is a zombie king lurking in her team.

After all, I have just been promoted not long ago, and my ability to manipulate zombies is not that strong.There are quite a few zombies who ran away early after sensing the zombie king's aura. I can't catch them one by one and order them to lie dormant on this road.

I'm too tired to quit, it's better to hug Muqing.

This week, Mu Qing got a little fatter, and I forcibly kept the beard on his chin.I've always found the way his beard rubbed against my chest... sexy.

Want to eat him.

That way you won't run away again.

The author has something to say: the fattened Mu Qing can be eaten~~~

Fried?Fry?Braised?

get hungry late at night

That's right, I'm a woman who won't let go of even the male lead.