I Really Like That Guy!

It came too fast, and the swooping stance was as fast as the wind, A Luo's eyes widened, and his first subconscious reaction was to run away.

She just turned around and took two steps forward, when a huge force suddenly came from behind her, like a mountain pressing down on her back, directly throwing her to the ground.

His knees and elbows slammed **** the hard concrete floor, and a sharp pain struck, accompanied by the burning pain in the palms of his hands, and physiological tears immediately appeared in Arlo's eyes.

A heavy body pressed against her, this body had no temperature, and it was as cold as a corpse.

In fact, it was indeed a corpse. She could feel a big, cold hand grabbing the back of her neck, just like someone was holding a rabbit. It was very close to her and seemed to be sniffing her. , The tip of the nose and the glasses were sticking to Arlo's skin, but there was no breath that belonged to a living person.

All the hairs on A Luo's body stood up, and coldness climbed up from her tailbone. She rolled and crawled and turned over under the heavy pressure, facing it.

Or rather, him.

The zombie king in the plot is now just a little zombie who has not awakened his mind.

However, even a small zombie has the power to kill her easily.

The appearance of this zombie is well preserved, and there are no wounds all over the body. It should be a generation of infected people at the beginning of the apocalypse.

His face is handsome, his eyebrows are three-dimensional and deep, and he also wears a pair of gold-rimmed square glasses. If it is before the end of the world, he should be a standard mature elite male.

Even Arlo suspects that he may already have a bit of human wisdom, because he didn't rush to eat her right away.

Arlo rested his hands behind his back, half leaning on the ground, not daring to move.

The zombie squatted halfway in front of her, its dark eyes darting around her, with pure appetite and a bad taste in the face of weak food.

Just like a cat will play with a bad taste before eating a mouse, Arlo senses the same emotion from him.

A hand stretched out, his fingers were slender and thin, with distinct joints, probably due to the mutation, the skin was pale without the slightest bit of blood, as if a layer of white powder had been brushed directly.

Perhaps curious about the temperature on her body, his fingers fell on her neck, lingering against her warm skin for a long time, and his icy fingers climbed past like a cold-blooded snake.

Arlo couldn't help but shivered, goosebumps all over his body.

The ignorant zombie seemed to be interested because of her reaction, and the dark eyeballs turned and moved to her face.

The hat on her head had just been thrown off, and there was only a mask left on Arlo's face. She looked at him in horror, a pale hand reflected in her big bright eyes, and the hand stretched out to her face. , some stiff fingers flexed hard and pulled off A Luo's mask.

The obstacles blocking the breath disappeared, the strong popularity filled the nasal cavity, the black eyeballs of the zombies were stained with a touch of scarlet, and the playfulness in the eyes was washed away by the full appetite.

So fragrant, the taste of delicious food.

The sluggish mind of the zombie turned with difficulty, he couldn't think too much, and most of the time he only had the idea of ​​hunger in his mind.

He has been hungry since the day he woke up.

In the beginning, he didn't know anything, he only knew that he wanted to eat, to eat those steaming creatures, he vaguely understood that those creatures were called people.

He chased them, but every time he put his mouth up, he felt that those people stink. The stench that came out of his blood disgusted him, so even though he was very hungry, he still didn't eat them, but turned them into creatures like himself, and then ate the energy in the heads of these creatures. crystallization.

After eating more, he gradually began to have the ability to think.

As soon as the woman appeared nearby, he heard a voice. It was another delivery of food, but he was not very happy.

All the food smelled like unfiltered water—though he didn't know what unfiltered water was.

Each time he had to wait for them to change into another form before he could eat them, and those energy crystals only kept him from being hungry, but not satiated.

He thought that this woman was the same, foul smelling and hard to swallow.

However, an accident happened.

As she approached, he smelled an indescribable aroma. It was the smell of pure flesh and blood. It was so sweet that the soul would be fascinated. As soon as the aroma reached the tip of his nose, he couldn't help but be restless. Crawled deep underground to find it.

This food is very fragrant, clean and clear, like mountain spring water - words that I don't understand pop up in my mind, and the zombies don't care.

He just wanted to eat now, suffering from hunger, he had the urge to eat for the first time, saliva came out of his mouth involuntarily, his teeth were itchy, he couldn't help but leaned in front of her and opened his mouth wide, towards the pulsing pink-white slender bite off the neck.

Even though Arlo was mentally prepared, when the zombie opened his mouth to bite, he couldn't help but his heart beat faster, and his whole body trembled with fear.

Although she has the ability to purify, even if she is bitten, she will not become a zombie.

If the person infected with the virus has not turned into a zombie, Arlo can purify the virus and make the other person return to normal. If it is a person who has become a zombie, then use the purification ability again, and the zombie will be purified into a corpse.

At the moment when the zombies came over, Arlo clenched his teeth and activated his abilities, and warm energy flowed through his body.

The zombie's teeth were touching Arlo's skin, but he suddenly stopped moving and raised his head dully.

Intuition tells him that he can't eat this sweet food in front of him, otherwise something bad will happen.

Seeing that the zombies really stopped, Arlo felt relieved, she bet right! Purification can really stop zombies from eating her!

The girl's hands were still trembling slightly, her eyes widened, and physiological tears fell from the corners of her eyes. Her cheeks were pale, and her expression was full of fear, her long eyelashes trembled like leaves in the wind, and her rosy lips lost their color.

Her power level is not high. Generally, there are only two ways to upgrade her powers. One is to grow naturally through repeated practice and meditation, and the other is to absorb the energy of the crystal nucleus in the zombie's head.

The first grows slowly and is relatively safe, and the second grows relatively quickly, but with the danger of supernatural riots.

Arlo also meditates and practices at home, but unfortunately it has been unsuccessful.

It is still a bit difficult for her to spread the power throughout her body at her current level, but she managed to do it successfully because of the preparations in advance.

She trembled and said to the zombie who was staring at her: "You, you can't eat me, do you know? Eat me...you will also die, understand?"

Of course, the zombie didn't understand, he only knew that there was an incomparably sweet food in front of him, but he couldn't eat it.

This is a poisonous food, just like the poison dart frog in the tropical rain forest, the more beautiful the outside, the more poisonous the inside.

The zombie stared at the food and fell into a long sluggishness.

He was thinking hard with his dull head, whether to turn her into himself and eat the crystals in her head, or just bite it down regardless of anything?

Let her become like this, then the fragrance on her body will dissipate.

But if he eats like this, he may be injured. Zombies have this intuition inexplicably.

The zombies began to tangle for a long time. When the tension in Arlo's heart was reduced a little, he suddenly grabbed her arm.

He pulled her hand to him. The girl's palm had just been rubbed on the concrete floor, and a layer of flesh was wiped off. Half of her palm showed bright red flesh, and tiny blood beads were oozing out at the moment.

The snow-white skin was set against the bright red, and Arlo felt a burst of pain later. She was so nervous just now that she didn't even notice that her hands were bleeding.

At the same time, she had a bad premonition in her heart.

Sure enough, the next second I saw the zombie's slender and powerful fingers holding her wrist like pliers, slowly bringing her palm close to his face.

A Luo struggled to break free, and a circle of red marks was scratched on his thin, snow-white wrist.

The girl's slender and tender little hand finally stretched out in front of the zombie. His dark eyeballs landed on the scarred palm, and the sweet breath was emitting from the small wound.

Here, you can eat. The thought ran through his mind.

In Arlo's wide eyes, the pale-faced zombie slowly lowered his head, and the purple lips slowly pressed against her palm.

It's still cold to the touch, but surprisingly soft.

He opened his mouth, and there was no strange mucus that Arlo had seen in the mouths of other zombies, but transparent saliva flowed out from the corner of his mouth, and a long silver thread was pulled out of the air, falling on the on the ground.

Immediately afterwards, he stuck out his tongue. Unlike the dark red of a normal person, the tip of his tongue was a faded pale red.

The pale pink tongue licked lightly from the palm of the white palm, and it was still cold and numb to the scalp, and sticky as if it had been crawled by insects.

His movements were very slow, like a child cherishing candy eating candy, the tip of his tongue sticking out from his lips, swiping over the wounds, and rolling all the oozing blood into his mouth.

A Luo's body trembled slightly. He used to be scared, but now he is numb that can't be described in words.

In order to eat more, he held her hands in both hands, buried his entire face in her palms, and pressed the bridge of his high nose against A Luo's fingers.

After licking the blood droplets on the small wounds, there is no more bleeding. The zombie's expression is full of unfinished words. This is the most delicious taste he has ever tasted. He wants to eat more, but unfortunately the red blood no longer appears.

He noticed that there seemed to be a little red liquid on the girl's fingers, and immediately moved his position greedily. His tongue rolled from the palm of his hand to a few slender white fingers, and licked each finger cherishly, leaving no one behind. place.

Soft finger pulp, slender phalanx, with blue meridians on the back of the hand. There are traces of him everywhere, glittering water in the afterglow of the setting sun.

With his fingers connected to his heart, Arlo's heart trembled, and a faint blush appeared on his pale cheeks.