Disease Named Love [Quick Transmigration]

Everyone panicked, and before they were ready to get in the car, the group of zombies rushed over.

It was a small wave of zombies, and it was still difficult to deal with the thirty or so zombies even with guns.

Xiao Yuan couldn't bear the physical fitness of throwing fireballs continuously, so he yelled, "Get in the car."

An Rongrong's physical strength was not good, and his hands were a little sore after chopping for so long. At the moment when the car door was about to close, An Rongrong was pushed down, and could only watch helplessly as the car rushed out.

An Rongrong looked at the rushing zombies, her face turned pale with fright, she rolled sideways, and immediately got up.

He slashed back with a knife, until he fell down, An Rongrong sat on the ground, watching the zombies rushing towards him.

pill.

Oh my god, after being bitten to death and rereading the file, it's too harsh, she can't accept it.

In the blink of an eye, a bloody hand passed through the chest of the zombie in front of her, and some black blood splashed on An Rongrong's face.

But An Rongrong didn't care much, and opened her eyes wide in horror.

The moment the zombie fell down, An Rongrong finally saw the person behind him, a face so dirty that he could not see it appeared in front of An Rongrong, revealing a pair of black eyes that were black and bright, in front of An Rongrong He took out the black and red viscera from his chest and put it in his mouth to chew slowly, and the black and red blood slowly flowed out along the sides of his mouth.

Enduring the churning in his stomach, An Rongrong shrank there and shivered.

The surrounding zombies roared and slowly left here, but the newly appeared zombies did not intend to let them go, and strangled them bloodily.

Until the last zombie was killed, the zombie walked up to An Rongrong covered in blood, showing blood-red teeth with a smile, and handed an internal organ to An Rongrong as if asking for credit, and even wanted to feed it to An Rongrong himself. Hold your mouth.

An Rongrong's calf softened, and she took a few steps back tremblingly, and the zombie got closer with something aggrieved.

An Rongrong quickly waved his hand, "Eat, I'm not hungry."

Seeing the zombie tilting his head to look at her as if he didn't understand, An Rongrong pointed to his own mouth, waved his hand, and then pointed to hers, "You eat."

The zombie put it into her mouth happily, An Rongrong saw her stomach churn, but she didn't dare to vomit, so she could only bear with it without opening her eyes.

With that scene, An Rongrong felt that she might not be able to eat in the next few days.

After the zombie finished eating, it squatted aside and stared at An Rongrong curiously, roaring from time to time.

There was also a strong smell of blood coming to the face.

An Rongrong smirked, and clenched the kitchen knife in her hand, "Then what, Miss Zombie, I have to go."

Seeing that she didn't respond, An Rongrong got up boldly. Seeing that she was still squatting on the ground, An Rongrong ran away.

After running a few hundred meters, An Rongrong turned around and saw her still squatting there, she relaxed, and when she turned around, she saw that dirty face, her scalp numb.

She saw her obsidian-like eyes looking at her with aggrieved eyes, and roared that An Rongrong couldn't understand.

This is a supernatural zombie.

An Rongrong quickly came to a conclusion.

And she can't beat it.

An Rongrong had an expression on her face, she was holding a kitchen knife in her left hand, and her right hand was being grabbed by a zombie. She was lowering her head and fiddling with her fingers, and roared with joy from time to time. At this time, An Rongrong showed a smirk as if she needed to cooperate.

It turned out that this zombie was mentally retarded.

Because there was a zombie by his side, An Rongrong had no choice but to find a place to stay.

This is the outskirts of the city, An Rongrong found a warehouse to rest, it's getting dark now, it's not safe to go any further.

Randomly finding an open space to rest, An Rongrong took out a pack of compressed biscuits from her backpack, and when she raised her eyes, she met a zombie looking at her.

His eyes moved to her lips involuntarily, An Rongrong inexplicably remembered the scene of her eating, resisted the discomfort in his stomach, put the food back into his backpack, took out a bottle of water and took a sip, pressing his stomach.

Seeing her gurgling, the zombie roared, and wanted to stretch its nose to smell it, but An Rongrong hurriedly protected the bottle of water.

The most important things in the last days are water and food, and the bottle of water in her hand is the last one.

And what water does a zombie drink.

Seeing that she was protecting the water bottle tightly, the zombie roared, An Rongrong trembled, and did not hand over the water with great ambition.

The zombie got angry, slapped his hand on the ground, and roared again, An Rongrong handed the water bottle to her this time.

He lowered his eyebrows and saw the cracks on the ground, he was too scared.

Only then did the zombie grin, took it and poured it into his mouth, but found that it had no taste, and smashed it on the ground angrily.

growled.

An Rongrong's petite heart was trembling, fearing that this one would eat her up if she was unhappy.

The zombie yelled for a while, seeing that An Rongrong shrank there and didn't respond, he felt aggrieved and leaned next to An Rongrong, playing with her fingers.

The two got closer, An Rongrong could smell the sour and rancid smell from her body, she almost vomited so uncomfortable.

This is a smelly zombie.

The nausea overwhelmed the fear, An Rongrong whispered a suggestion: "Miss Zombie, don't you feel uncomfortable?"

The zombie looked at her with a look of incomprehension.

An Rongrong had no choice but to smell her hand, and made an expression of wanting to vomit: "Wash it clean, understand?"

The zombie's eyes lit up, and it put its whole head on An Rongrong's neck, sniffing, "Ho Ho..." A joyful voice came out of its throat, and it looked at An Rongrong with bright eyes.

This time An Rongrong understood what she meant.

"It's fragrant."

But it scares An Rongrong even more, that is to say, she is now the zombie's food reserve.

Maybe someday it will be eaten.

An Rongrong let the zombie arch her neck for a while, tilting her head in fear, not daring to move.

With a kitchen knife in her hand, she didn't dare to move.

But after arching for a long time, the sour taste drifted away again, An Rongrong tapped the zombie's arm lightly with his fingertips

"Miss Zombie, get up first, let me wipe it for you, okay?"

The zombie raised its head, and stretched out its hand suspiciously to touch the place touched by An Rongrong, with a smirk on its dirty face, it grabbed An Rongrong's hand and touched it.

A contented sound came from his throat.

An Rongrong: "..."

An Rongrong felt comfortable with the zombie like a smooth hair, quietly picked up the bottle of water just thrown away, there was still some water in it that didn't spill out.

An Rongrong poured some on the paper, made a gesture of wiping her face, and under the puzzled eyes of the other party, wiped it lightly on her face.

After using several sheets of paper in a row, the other party's face was revealed little by little.

It was a beautiful face, with delicate features that people couldn't take their eyes off, slender eyebrows, slightly raised eye ends, pale lips, and bright black eyes full of ignorance.Except for his pale face, he was almost the same as ordinary people.

At this moment, this good-looking zombie is squinting comfortably, letting An Rongrong wipe his face as if enjoying himself.

As soon as the face was wiped clean, the water was gone.

An Rongrong stopped, but the zombie was not happy, and took An Rongrong's hand and yelled at his face.

An Rongrong was afraid that she would catch him turning into a zombie, so he quickly pointed to the bottle: "There is no water."

The zombie grabbed An Rongrong's hand, and stared at the water bottle for a long time, as if thinking of something, a smirk appeared on that face that looked frigid, but it was also very good-looking. In a flash, I came to a paradise.

There are mountains and water, and the air is fresh.

Just as An Rongrong was looking at this place, he heard a splash, splashing water all over his body, and saw that the zombie had already thrown himself into the river.

He was yelling at An Rongrong.

After getting along for a long time, An Rongrong understands her meaning more and more, now he is telling her to go down and help her... rub her face.

An Rongrong was embarrassed for a moment, and under the increasingly dissatisfied eyes of the other party, she trembled and went into the river.

Taking a bath with a zombie, An Rongrong felt that she couldn't bear it.

Especially, she was about to give this zombie a bath, what if she took off her clothes and saw a lot of intestines.

She couldn't even think about it.

An Rongrong could only perfunctorily wipe the zombie's face again, with a stiff smile at the corner of her mouth: "It's fine."

The zombie roared in dissatisfaction, and moved An Rongrong's hand down, just landing on her chest.

"Ho Ho..." The bottom should also be wiped.

The softness touched by her hand made An Rongrong freeze immediately, oh my god, she took advantage of a zombie.

I'm so flustered what to do.

The author has something to say: (:з」∠)_Forgot to remind the high-energy warning~