God's hexagram favorite concubine

Chapter 2871 The zombies present are shy
"What's this smell?" Frowning in disgust, Gong Wuxie raised her hand and waved it in front of her, and then saw the layer of chicken feces on the zombie's face...

"Chicken, did you do that?" Seeing the little zombie innocently holding the shit on his face, Qingcheng couldn't laugh or cry and taught Chick a lesson, "How can you spray chicken shit on someone else's face?" Come on, if others don’t chase you, who are you chasing after?”

The chicken was also speechless, it couldn't argue, and finally could only say with a sad face, "Well, this can't be blamed on me, I didn't do it on purpose... How about this, I will do what I do, and I will give it to you at worst." Apologize, is that okay?"

"No, no, no!" Seeing that Qingcheng and the others misunderstood, the little zombie quickly spread the chicken feces on its face evenly with a face of enjoyment, and even took a deep breath in enjoyment. A look of intoxication and obsession.

When the other zombies saw this scene, they all showed envious expressions, as if they were the ones who wished to be covered in chicken shit.

"Don't you guys like my chicken shit?!" Chick couldn't believe it himself, and asked in surprise with round mung bean eyes.

The little zombie was shy, and the zombies present were all shy, and then they all blinked and looked at the chicken, and nodded seriously.

The chicken stared in surprise, and was speechless for a while, until the zombies made a begging gesture, hoping for more chicken shit.

"I've heard that zombies like pungent smells very much. Their sense of smell is different from ours. Maybe the smell we don't like is very attractive to them. It's like a dog's sense of smell leads, but it's also different from these zombies. Same." Gong Wuxie lifted up the chicken, and ruthlessly threw it at the zombies, "Whatever you caused, you have to solve it yourself."

"Ahhh, you dog man!" The little chicken fell into the crowd of zombies, and then it saw that there were hundreds of little zombies all looking at it with expectant eyes, and the chicken was frightened. The claws twitched, and he yelled in horror, "No more! I'm not a dung-making machine, where did I get so much poop for you!"

"Mao, hair is fine too." The little zombies were easy to talk to, and if they couldn't get the chicken's feces, they simply wanted its hair.

The chicken was stunned, it didn't want to give it, but there were so many zombies, hundreds of eyes were staring at it, forcing it to cry, pinching one of its feathers, and said affectionately, "Brother, Brother, I'm sorry, brother can't keep you!"

"Wait, wait a minute." Before the chicken could pluck its feathers, the zombie in front of it stopped it, and then said shyly, "I don't want the body, I want the butt."

The corner of Chick's mouth twitched, enduring the pain, plucked a feather from his butt, and gave it to the little zombie.

"Thank you, thank you." The little zombie nodded and thanked the little chicken as if he had found a treasure. Before he was finished, he walked quickly towards Qingcheng and Gong Wuxie, and then took out a round black round ball from his mouth. The beads were handed to them.

The round bead looks like a piece of black charcoal, but it contains very pure power.

"This is a corpse stone. It takes decades for a zombie to produce one. It is very precious." Gong Wuxie said calmly, "This thing is not used by ordinary people, but it is very good for your elder brother. Taste."

(End of this chapter)