My husband is a wife

Chapter 970 You Owe Me For Five Years

Seeing her almost collapsed, Long Qiao's hard heart suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, he frowned, a little unsure: "Your blood, there is another gene, or, you won't become a zombie. "

When Dongfang Xing heard this, his tense heart relaxed a little.

Xiahou Huan'er raised Li Hua's pretty face with rain, looked at him, and said hoarsely, "Really?"

"The steel claws growing out of your hands do not belong to zombies, or, the genes in your blood have changed the HS gene virus, if you can control it, you will not become a zombie." Long Qiao looked at her calmly and said .

Xiahou Huan'er raised her hand, calmed down, and saw that sharp, indestructible steel claws were disappearing little by little, returning to their original appearance.

Long Qiao's face suddenly became serious: "You are not a human, not a zombie, an unknown species, and belong to the marginalized people. You are welcome to stay."

"She can't stay." The arms holding her tightened suddenly, and the cold voice seemed to seep through the ice.

Long Qiao's blue eyes lit up with an interesting light, and said with a low smile, "Dongfang Xing, she is a marginal person, she should stay here."

Who can stop the person the zombie king wants to take away?
Master Xing snorted coldly, hugged Xiahou Huan'er tightly, and jumped onto the back of the winged beast, neatly, domineering and majestic.

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She's genetically altered, she's not human, not a zombie, not any species, is she a monster?
Xiahou Huan'er was sitting by the treetop in the forest, holding her head in her hands and burying it in her lap, unable to accept the fact that she had become a monster for a long time.

Steady and calm footsteps came over the leaves, smelling the smell of blood in the air, she looked up.

Dongfang Xing walked over with a few pieces of raw meat still dripping with blood, walked up to her, and handed the meat to her.

Looking at the live fresh meat, Xiahou Huan'er felt nauseated and wanted to vomit.

She turned her head, as if she was angry with him, but also with herself.

The man frowned, and his cold tone revealed a hint of order: "Eat."

Xiahou Huan'er didn't even look at him, endured stomach cramps, and said sarcastically, "I'm not a beast, so I don't eat."

The eyes were red with black eyes, narrowed dangerously, and said in a cold tone, "If you don't eat, you will die."

She turned around suddenly, looked at him, a little hysterical, and shouted: "Death is death, and death is better than turning into a monster that is neither human nor ghost."

His cold eyes darkened, and Master Xing suddenly half-kneeled in front of her, stretched out his hand to pinch her chin, and said fiercely: "I won't let you die, you have to eat."

"What do you want, let me go, I won't eat..." Xiahou Huan'er screamed, he tore a small piece of raw meat and stuffed it into her mouth, her stomach twitched, she pushed him away forcefully, and vomited violently , Spit out all the sour water left in the stomach.

Seeing her spitting hard, Master Xing's heart felt like being stabbed by a needle. He took out a handkerchief and helped her wipe away the remnants from the corners of her lips.

She raised her tear-filled eyes, stared at him, and asked angrily, "Why do you have to force me? I have no value to you now. If you let me die, I can't do it even if I want to die." ?”

The tall and steady body visibly froze, his fists clenched against the hard ground, and his voice was low and cold, saying, "You owe me."

Xiahou Huan'er was startled, and glared at him angrily: "What do I owe you?"

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."

(End of this chapter)