The Female Lead is Raised by Bosses

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In addition to mountains, trees, stones... there is no metal in the mountains to provide energy for grandpa.

He rushed over so suddenly, there was no way to use his own abilities, he could only rely on the instincts of zombies, but Bald Three couldn’t use his abilities happily, and when he saw it, he even greeted the zombies--

Just like the beginning of the last days, when no one awakens the ability, ordinary people can only carry the zombies hard.

"Death!" he yelled, and pressed against the grandpa's jaw with brute force, his shoulders were low, and his waist was suddenly violently exerted. The severe pain immediately came to make him cheeky-there were three broken ribs and pestle. Not so good.

He simply carried the pain and threw Grandpa over his shoulder.

How strong was the strength at the time of his eruption, Bald Head 3 was very clear. I thought that this fall could throw the old zombies out, but I didn’t expect that even if the latter’s hand was snapped in the opposite direction, he still did not loosen his clothes. Collar, but climbed his body with strength, sharp and mutated teeth bite the carotid artery with three beating heads!

At this time, Bald Three wanted to avoid the time too late. In a hurry, he could only backhand against Grandpa's forehead.

He turned his head and saw the bloodshot eyes spread across the zombies' gray eyes.

The murderous intention flashed in the three eyes of the bald head, and the sky above thunder cloud thundered wildly.

"Roar!!!"

The third-level zombies that found the opportunity also moved, and countless wind blades appeared out of thin air. The wind was colorless and invisible, but at this moment, every ray of wind in the air turned into an invisible blade, all of which were cut to the bald head. Fatal point on the body.

The next second, the unremarkable wild grass on the ground grew like a water snake, and quickly wrapped the two people's bodies apart. At the same time, the wind blade opened a small rift in the direction of the wind, and swallowed them in one bite.

"Zhu Yuan, stop!" Luo Yesheng roared and stopped the third-level zombies in place, hesitantly wandering back and forth between hands and hands.

Luo Yesheng dragged his grandfather wrapped in grass to the side.

Mo Xiaochun quickly ran to the bald head of the bald man who was also wrapped in grass by the barren grass. Before the first thunder came down, he shaved his bald head with handcuffs.

The effect of the handcuffs became apparent, and the unstable thundercloud that had gathered above his head disappeared immediately.

...Why is this bald head so weak? Mo Xiaochun flashed this thought in his heart, even if he was hurt, but this is the A-level upper-level lightning system, is it too easy to catch?

"...Fuck!" The bald head lying on the ground in three embarrassments, and took a severe bite.

For a moment, he felt that he was a "blame" in the game, and he was cut off the blood bar little by little. When the blood bar left only a little skin, he planted it in the hands of a few shrimps.

"Honestly." Mo Xiaochun kicked him, just kicking on the rib with his bald head broken, causing the body of the posterior body to be unconsciously spasm due to pain.

Mo Xiaochun: "..."

It turned out to be injured.

"Grandpa!" Luo Yesheng appeased the furious old zombie, and the grass wedged on him snapped and was continually replaced by Jiang Yu, and the roar in his mouth kept on.

"Grandpa, I am Luo Yesheng." Luo Yesheng pulled his face closer and tried to wake up Grandpa. However, Grandpa roared wildly until Luo Yesheng raised the reincarnation ring. "Look, I am still alive. If something happens, I will Is gone."

Grandpa's struggling movement paused.

"Bianbian." Luo Yesheng noticed this while yelling, and sure enough, the arc of his grandfather's struggle was weaker.

For the old zombies, the word "Bianbian" seems to have a magical power and some unspeakable bondage.

After several shouts of "Bianbian", the blood on his grandfather's eyes gradually faded until he disappeared, and he became dazed.

Worried that Grandpa could not understand his previous explanation, Luo Yesheng changed his words more directly: "It's okay while she is alive, we will find her soon."

Grandpa's eyes moved.

There is a response, can listen in... Luo Yesheng relieved: "Brother Jiang, let him go."

The layers of weeds that bound the old zombie broke, revealing his tall, thin body, and his right hand was abnormally branched in the opposite direction. The wound pierced by the metal spear on his chest yesterday became dark black.

The body of the zombie is not self-healing, so that Grandpa's body is almost full of holes, Luo Yesheng let out a soft voice: "Grandpa, I will help you connect your bones... When I see it later, she will cry with heartache. ."

The daze on Grandpa's face turned into hesitation. His eyes rolled slowly, falling on Luo Yesheng. I wonder if it was his own illusion. Luo Yesheng felt that Grandpa's eyes seemed to have changed compared with before.

The next second, the old zombie opened his mouth and made a hoarse sound as if the stone had crossed the wall. He spit out hard, word by word, "side... side..."

Everyone's eyes looked over in shock. The pause button was momentarily pressed in this area, so quiet that even the light "sizzle" emitted by the wind and grass could be heard.

"He...he just spoke?" Mo Xiaochun's eyes widened.

Grandpa spoke again and answered her indirectly.

He was saying, "No... cry..."

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About a few kilometers away from the opposite side of the place, two small figures walked slowly along the hillside.

The goat lord's envious wool roll became the source of his discomfort-too hot.

He used a short time to analyze the reason why his skills suddenly disappeared after giving the bald three kinds of "associated spells"-the transformed human body is too weak to support his skills of using "associated spells" at any time.

This made the goat lord very uncomfortable, and wanted to change back to his goat body, and found that he could not go back.

The goat lord was a little helpless. After a while, he accepted this fact calmly, and then came to understand himself now, because with the human cub body, almost all abilities can not be used.

The noonday sun scorched the mountain, and the high-temperature air became distorted, sending out a silent protest.

The goat lord who was accustomed to the beast star was accustomed to the harsh environment of the beast star, and has already evolved resistance. However, the body of this human cub is very delicate, and he did not walk long before he was basked by the sunlight above his head. Unable to stand, the overflowing sweat wets the wool roll and sticks to the scalp and face side by side.

The fair skin was also reddened by the high temperature, and the sweat was soaked and it hurt so hot.

Moreover, besides being hot, he was very thirsty, and besides being thirsty, he was very hungry.

The goat lord thought with a sigh: It turns out that humans... are not so easy.

"Brother, are you very hot?" Licking the dry mouth.

Previously, she was cuddled with her bald head all the way, and she barely walked. Now she is free, and her "treatment" has become worse. The soles of her feet were aching, but she didn't speak. Seeing the goat lord sweating constantly, he was concerned about inquiries.

The goat lord nodded honestly.

Looking sideways, there was a big rock in front. She took the goat lord and hid in the shadow under the big rock: "Let's rest here."

She raised her small hand and fanned the wind next to the goat lord's face: "Brother, will this be a little cooler."

The goat lord tilted his head and looked at her, his eyes were a little strange, and he couldn't understand what he saw in his eyes.

"Your Highness, aren't you hot?" the goat lord asked after a while.

"I'm okay, it's not very hot." The side has a special physique, warm in winter and cool in summer. Just walking along the way, his forehead just sweated a little, and he didn't feel hot.

"If you tie your hair, it will be cooler." Pulling the head rope out of the bag, her eyes fell on her favorite wool roll, and she was eager to try. "Brother, I will tie it for you."

The goat lord is relatively new to the word "pin hair", but through the sidelines, combined with her words, she immediately understood the meaning and sat down on the ground obediently: "Your Highness.

"My name is Bianbian." Once again correct the goat lord's side and walk behind him, transforming himself into "Tony Bian", quite confidently and seriously modeling the goat lord.

There are more than ten small head ropes in her bag. After more than ten minutes, the goat lord has more than ten crooked twists on top of his head.

"Brother, I'm tied up." The edge of the tone revealed extraordinary satisfaction and confidence.

The goat lord with scalp pain everywhere raised his hand and touched the "new style". After a few seconds, he politely praised: "Small hall...The craftsmanship is very good, thank you."

The side was boasted with laughter and bent his eyes: "You're welcome."

"Brother, do you know when Dad will come?" Sitting next to the goat lord.

The goat lord shook his head.

With a small face on the side, the topic shifted from dad to grandpa, a little low: "I think grandpa."

When the words fell, a gurgling sounded, and the little girl hurriedly pressed on her small belly, unable to help recalling the last hot pot, so the belly groaned louder.

Then it was discovered that it was not just her belly that was singing, her brother's belly was also singing.

"Side, are you hungry?"

"Brother, are you hungry?"

The two asked in unison, focusing on the head and returning to the taste: "The last piece of candy was separated from my bald uncle."

The veteran “Tortoise” goat lord who had never been a beast star asked: “What is candy?”

"It tastes sweet, and it will melt away from the tongue..." I didn't know how to describe it specifically, so I said, "Brother, when you get home, you can eat whatever you want. There are many at home." "

"Okay." The goat lord silently wrote down the message "Candy is sweet" and then stood up on the ground. "Side, you are here to wait for me for a while."

"Uh huh." Nodded obediently, watching the figure of the goat lord go round behind the stone, before looking back, he closed his eyes with his arms and counted silently in his heart.

When the second hundred was counted, the goat lord came back with a large handful of grass in his hand.

"Brother, you are back." He greeted happily.

"Sorry, by the way, I just discovered that some of the animals on this planet have also been eroded by dark matter, and have undergone strange changes that cannot be eaten." The goat lord apologized. "There is no way to find the food you can eat for now. Let’s eat grass together."

The goat lord handed the tenderest part of a few green grass to the side: "You try it."

I took it by the way. I was very puzzled. Can the grass be eaten?

Look at the goat lord. At this moment, the grass is being stuffed into the mouth, as if it is the taste of mountains and seas. While tempted by his expression, he bites tentatively.

"Do you like it?" The goat lord who ate the grass a few times looked at her expectantly.

Intimate side-by-side evaluation: "Like."

"Just eat more if you like." The goat lord gave her the tenderest remaining.

"..." Suddenly, he was not hungry at all.