zombie land

The viciousness of Arter's incident did not seem to be serious to Likatus because it was an attempt.how to say?Maybe he was anxious at the beginning, or maybe he had some kind of impulsiveness at the beginning, but after the matter passed, even if something really happened, maybe he could quickly forget it, just like a blood funeral... for him!

At this moment, being held in the arms of Blood Sang, Licates looked at a void with some blank eyes, but in fact he didn't know where to put his eyes.Under such a situation, it is undoubtedly embarrassing, because the rumors that have been only guessed have been exposed to the air in such a big way, without any cover.

At this moment, Art and the children in the children's room were kneeling on the ground.No one asked them to kneel down, but maybe it was because their feet were soft, or maybe it was just an admission of their own weakness, and the fear of blood loss was revealed.

The editor of Blood Mourning sat on the bed where Licutus was even bound by the hemp rope that the participants were bound to, with a calm expression on his face, and he just put one hand gently on Licutus's swollen wrist, from a Change to another one.

The bloody hand is cold, and covering the swollen part like this is undoubtedly comfortable for Licates after the initial horror, but under such circumstances, he is almost stared at closely, especially the wrist. That part of the body, the kneeling person can see nothing even if he raises his eyes slightly.

It's impossible to say that he doesn't care. Licutus knew that he was desperate, but he never cared about his surroundings.

"What are you thinking?" The hand whose nails were shrunk caressed Likatus' cheek, Xuesang asked softly, but his eyes were looking at Likatus' wrist, because it was winter, it was originally called The fair skin on the top is even whiter, and the bruised purple ring swelling undoubtedly looks more permeable.Inadvertently revealed a faint killing intent in his eyes!

As the leader of the zombies, just like what Xuesang said to Huai Sang back then, he is indeed pure-hearted and ascetic, just because he remembers and knows too much, and just because his body has been transformed to perfection, but the desires in his body are shallow up.Rather than calling it a zombie, it might be more appropriate to call it a machine.

Not only (sexual) desire, appetite, desire to kill... They are all followed by almost complete zombies...

Licutus looked up a little dazedly, he didn't know what the blood mourner asked, it was too short, or in other words, he subconsciously avoided answering in his heart.

At this time, the corner of Xuesang's mouth was slightly raised, showing a faint smile, and he leaned closer to Licates' ear, "It's up to you how they deal with it, eh? But if they don't die, they will see With you being held in my arms like this, your life on the iron fence will be even more difficult..." At the end of the words, Xuesang even opened his mouth and bit Likatus's ear, grinding slowly for a moment, and finally Relieved.

With such words, Licutus turned around abruptly, and naturally met Xuesang's eyes unexpectedly, those eyes that seemed to see through everything.

He was forcing him, thinking that he was tired of playing and could finally get a moment of respite, but in fact it was just his own guess.Everything has never changed at all. Now that his foot has taken a step towards hell, it is naturally impossible to simply take it back.

It took Licates a long time to retract his gaze, looking down at the men who were still arrogant just now, like shivering cubs at this moment.If it is ugly?Maybe it's just human nature...

"Today, nothing happened at all!" When he turned his head to meet Xuesang's eyes again, Licates looked firm, his voice was not loud, but he could feel the affirmation and determination in those words.

Likatus never thought that there would be any good results. He didn't expect these people to be grateful. He just didn't want to see the blood, the blood left by the death of the people around him... how could it be kept in his heart? It can't be erased!

"Didn't happen?" Xuesang stretched out his hand and twisted Likatus' chin, the obliteration desire in his eyes seemed to become more and more obvious, "It's a good thing it didn't happen!"

The cold words and the cold smile gave a chill down the spine.

Those who were kneeling on the ground couldn't help shivering. Art raised his eyes slightly, and saw Licutus being forced to lift his head by the black hand. From this angle, he could see Licutus's slightly raised jaw line , because of the thin gauze shirt, such an action can even see the elegantly protruding collarbone and extremely fair skin.And just when Yate stared at the white piece in a daze, a trembling feeling seemed to come out from the depths of his heart.

The eyes raised up involuntarily, and in those blood-red eyes, it was as if a series of cold arrows had been shot directly at the heart.

Xuesang just stared at Yate with those coveted eyes, and then twisted Likatus' hand again.

"You... um!!"

In front of so many people, he was kissed so unexpectedly. Licutus panicked and wanted to refuse, but he was helpless as if he knew his actions. He put his arm around his waist and slowly rubbed it. Then he dragged the back of his head and pressed hard against himself.

Sweet groans (groans) soon filled the room, and the sound of water lingered unscrupulously in everyone's ears.

Yate, who was already terrified and wanted to look back, was prepared for the sudden picture to invade his whole brain, and he had already forgotten the original fear, so he just stared blankly, watching the delicate tossing and turning.His throat moved slightly, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva as if with difficulty, even his cheeks turned slightly red.Clenching his fists tightly, this is Licates he has never seen before, his cheeks are reddish, even though he is pushing back with fists, it is undoubtedly just a man's arms, or...he wants to refuse at all.The pushing and shoving, which was nothing at all, just made it more itchy.

It seems that this scene has finally been enough, Xuesang finally let go of Licates, who was already weak, and pressed Licates's panting head on his shoulder with one hand, and pressed it into his arms, and then it was like revenge. Holding Licates in his arms like a child, he stood up.

The moment he stood up, the men kneeling on the ground seemed to shrink back, and some of them even fell limply on the ground.

Xuesang didn't say a word, and without nostalgia, he hugged Licates and went out.

The door was wide open, and gusts of night wind blew in. There was no other sound in the whole room except the sound of panting breathing. The candle on the table flickered in the dimness with a 'plop' sound, and another person was lying on the ground. He landed on the ground, with his cheeks stuck to the ground, in a embarrassed posture, with sweat on his forehead.

"It's really... really NND..." Even though the man lying on the ground had been there for a long time, trying to recover from his embarrassment, wanting to curse a few words to ease his tense heart just now, he couldn't even complete a single sentence. They were all trembling and didn't know what to say.

Yate didn't move, he was still kneeling there, his eyes were glazed over, and he was so panicked that he couldn't regain his senses. It was obvious that he was alive after the catastrophe, but he didn't feel relieved in his heart. On the contrary, it was a kind of desire The ominous premonition that was coming, and the blood-red eyes seemed to be engraved in his mind, and he couldn't get rid of it at all.

After a long time, someone shouted, "Let's go back! Today is really unlucky!"

Just like that, no matter whether they were still trembling or their legs were still weak, they all walked out scatteredly... However, when they reached the door, the person walking in front stopped.The people behind were a little annoyed because of the experience just now, and they wanted to say, is it so unlucky that the zombie came back again?But in the end, all the words got stuck in his throat...

Licutus was in the arms of the blood mourner, wearing only a thin gauze shirt in the early summer night, it was actually a bit cold, but in the arms of the blood mourners, it could only be colder.

"You... let them go!" Stretching his head out of Xuesang's arms, still resting on Xuesang's shoulders, Licutus said in that cold ear while tilting his head.

"Why? En?" Xuesang's voice was faint. In fact, if it was normal, it didn't matter to him whether to kill or not, to die or not to die.but……

"Don't you hate it? It's obviously not voluntary, and it's so dirty to be called so dirty? Don't you feel unwilling?" Asking such words, the expression on Xuesang's face changed slightly, as if there was a slight bitterness.

Likatus was taken aback by the tone of the blood mourner's question, that feeling seemed to be... empathy?How can it be!Immediately vetoed his own thoughts, in front of him was a zombie, how could he care about these things!

"I'm already dirty, there's nothing wrong with that, resentment? If all of this has to be resentment, then maybe I'm dead, unwilling? Can I be unwilling?" Looking at the bloody funeral, it looked a little dark in the moonlight eyes, Licartus said with a hint of sarcasm.

Tilting his head slightly, as if he was massaging, Xuesang's eyes were slightly closed for a moment, and then he seemed to take a deep breath, "Hehe, it seems that I am not as good as you, and I haven't been able to forget that unwillingness and regret until now. Resentment..." The emotion to be expressed in the light tone was very profound.

Licutus was puzzled, he even wanted to ask, what is he resenting?Humanity?What is he unwilling to do?The leader of such a zombie can even be said to be the overlord of this empire, what is he unwilling to do?

But Licutus didn't have the chance to ask, because in the next moment he was already pressed down on the stone bed, so heavy that he could even hear a muffled groan clearly.

"You..." Her lips were blocked by kisses like a storm, and the thin gauze on her body couldn't withstand the violent rubbing, and it was scattered on her body in just a moment.

"Don't... slow down!"

Even though the mouth refuses like this, the body involuntarily caters to the lips and tongues that are constantly (licking) kisses, and the swaying waist is completely out of the control of the nerve center. At this moment, the body that has tasted all the lust (desire) The change under my body is only the most primitive desire (desire)...

The beginning of the night seems to be the real curtain at this moment. The obscene (excessive) smell mixed with the strong smell of blood is the best catalyst. The entanglement on the stone bed seems to be endless, winding... ...Everything at this moment, whether it is unwillingness or resentment, has been left behind.

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