Indulge in the last 10000 days: the corpse king strongly spoils his wife

Dongfang Xing's lips curled up with an evil and cold hook mark, and his cold voice seemed to seep into ice, and it was bitingly cold: "You owe me 500 years."

What?Xiahou Huan'er was dumbfounded on the spot.

The cold fingertips lifted her chin and pulled her closer to him, unable to tell whether it was hatred or anger.

His fierce eyes wanted to swallow her: "Do you remember what good things you did before time travel?"

"I..." The memory before time travel appeared in her mind, very clear, so clear that she felt guilty and speechless.

"You killed the giant beast, destroyed the biochemical laboratory, and released the HS-type genetic virus. You traveled through time and walked away. I was infected with the virus and became a zombie. Do you know what I have done in the past 500 years?" Dongfang Xing's emotions were a little out of control, his stiff steel-like palms pinched her neck, and his violent eyes were bloodshot.

"Hmm..." Xiahou Huan'er slapped his arm with the palm of his hand. He was so terrifying, like asking Shura to kill him, urging Yama to kill him.

But it was not as shocking as his words. She traveled through 500 years, and he lived for 500 years, and they met again after 500 years.

It's really... evil fate.

That night, just out of curiosity, she wanted to steal the latest research results that shocked the world from the laboratory for fun, but she didn't expect that her playfulness caused the tragedy of his life.

Yes, what he said was right, she owed him what she owed, so let her pay it back with her life.

She stopped struggling, and her clear and bright black eyes were full of guilt and apology.

500 years ago, he was the commander of mankind, the soul of the army, and the god of heaven.

Now, he is the zombie king, leading the zombies to attack humans.

How painful his heart is, how deep his remorse is, let her die to redeem.

The palms around her neck kept tightening, she couldn't breathe, and her cheeks were flushed.

His blood-red and hazy eyes suddenly turned black, and he quickly retracted his palm.

She fell to the ground, stretched out her hands to caress her neck, and coughed continuously.

Master Xing regained his composure, his eyes flickered, then turned around indifferently, picked up some dead branches, picked up two stones, and started rubbing each other.

Is he striking stones to make fire?Xiahou Huan'er rubbed his burning and aching neck, looking at his tall back squatting on the ground, a strange feeling rose in his heart.

The stone quickly sparked, and Master Xing, whose face was still gloomy, set up a bonfire, skewered the meat, and roasted it on the fire.

Xiahou Huan'er slowly rubbed over, her stomach was already starving, she smelled the aroma of the barbecue, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and asked tentatively, "What kind of meat is this?"

Master Xing flipped through the barbecue, and said two words coldly: "Venison."

She quietly breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately it was not human flesh.

Looking at his cold side, she wondered how she could give up her life so easily, since he could have survived tenaciously for 500 years as a zombie.

There is hope in life, and her situation has not reached the worst point, she can't die, she has to live.

Dongfang Xing roasted the meat and handed it to her expressionlessly.

Xiahou Huan'er took it, said thank you, and began to eat it bluntly, she was really hungry.

He sat aside, looking into the distance silently, there was no expression on his face, but she could feel the strong sadness emanating from him.

Her heart was blocked and bored.

She moved her butt quietly, inch by inch, and moved closer to him.