Undead Farm

"sister?"

"Private chat?"

I want to look at the four women's guards who are blue in the wrong mood. The third night is more worried about the blue woman who seems to be able to find the ghost.

What exactly does she want to talk to me about?

"Yes, come with me."

Under the eyes of the single dog Ize, the blue woman was brought into the office of the city government.

The interior decoration is very simple, just a small round table with several ordinary stools on both sides of the table.

There is also a pot of pickled fish, which has not been eaten, on the table. It is still a hot lunch, and it is a favorite lunch of the late-night taste.

"Oh, the conditions are simple, I hope you don't mind, sit."

The first to sit down and then recruited, but the woman actually placed so many stools did not choose, sitting directly next to the night.

"Hey, what do you want to drink? Our icy crocodile lizard milk here is very good." The night is more unnatural.

"Zhou Hong." The woman shook her head and vomited.

"what?"

"I said, my name is Zhou Hong, you can call me Hong." The woman looked at the fat face of the night three, slowly.

This makes the night three more suddenly feel a little scalp tingling.

"I don't seem to be so familiar with this? I still call you Miss Zhou."

"whatever."

Seeing Zhou Hong just quietly watching himself, the night three more stiff and laughed twice.

"I didn't introduce myself, I called."

"I know."

Sister, you can't talk this day.

At night, I moved the stool back a little. "Miss Zhou is very young and inscrutable. It is really admirable. I don't know what I want to talk about when I am looking for this time?"

Zhou Hong suddenly moved his nose and reached for the tableware on the table at night. He pointed at the pot of pepper fish.

"convenient?"

“Hey, it’s convenient, but do you want me to help you with the cutlery?”

"No need to."

After that, Zhou Hong took a chopsticks that had been used in the night and put a small piece of fish in the pot. The left hand licked the veil, revealing a half-like jade, the beaded lips and the fretting, pink and tender. The fish fillets disappeared.

"what?"

Suddenly, the brow suddenly showed a look at the fish in the pot.

I saw the meat white soup thick red and spicy, eating it can make her feel a little bit of pain, but then the mellow fish fragrance in the mouth aftertaste, a spoonful of fish soup slightly smashed, it is very sweet.

"Fresh? I added a crocodile lizard milk." Night three laughed.

This is what Weng Ling taught him to do before he left. He is not tired of eating every day.

Zhou Hong lightly nodded, took another sip and put down the chopsticks. He saw his body sit up straight.

Finally, I want to talk about business!

Zhou Hongyi wiped his mouth with a silk puff and said carelessly: "Are you a dead soul?"

"Ah? Just kidding, I am a living person!" The night three more stunned, the muscles unconsciously tightened.

Zhou Hong's tone can be different from those of the former undead. The latter is a curse after resentment, and Zhou Hong seems to be talking about an insignificant little thing.

"Do you not admit it?"

Zhou Hong’s finger suddenly clicked on the table, and a flame suddenly popped out of her shoulder and then covered toward a corner of the room.

On the night of the night, I watched the invisible ghost screaming in horror, but the flame just surrounded it and did not touch it.

"The fire of the sun, the prototype of the light, the unclean things."

Zhou Hong's finger points again, the flame immediately disappeared, except for a little bit of hot air, there is no trace left.

"Unclean things? Then you see me clean?"

On the night of the night, he was more expressionless and calmly looked at the beautiful woman who was sitting beside him, less than thirty centimeters away from him.

Zhou Hong looked up at the eyes of the night and looked at it for more than ten seconds. He slowly shook his head.

"You are very clean, but"

Zhou Hong suddenly put his head close to the night, the eyelashes almost touched his cheek, a warm air flow mixed with a touch of scent into the nose of the night, just when he reacted and wanted to retreat, Zhou Hong took the body board and sat back.

"I can smell it, there is a dead air on you."

Dead?

Is it that I am too close to the group of zombies recently?

No! Even the Archbishop could not see his anomaly. Why is this woman?

She must be jealous of herself. The ghost is seen through only to represent her mental strength, but it can be clarified if nothing is related to me. This does not prove anything.

"You don't make a joke, how can I have a lifelessness on my body! Although you are strong, it still costs you to talk indiscriminately!"

"I didn't talk nonsense."

Zhou Hong shook his head and slowly picked up his sleeves: "Because, I also have this taste on my body."

At night, I watched the blood vessels on Zhou Hong’s arm actually become like the green scorpion, and could not help but change his face.

This kind of scar will only be found in the dead, and it seems that the blood in the blood vessels has stopped flowing. Is this Zhou Hong dead or alive? !

"you"

"Reassure, I am not your kind," Zhou Hong pulled off his sleeves and wanted to cover his arm again.

"At least not for the time being."

I thought about it at night, and suddenly I was brave enough to hold Zhou Hong’s hand: “Can I see it?”

Zhou Hongyi, immediately responded to the red light that rushed out of the body, and looked back at the night, she was hot and licking her mouth~www.readwn.com~The hands are smouldering and no shrinking hands, she looks at her eyes On one side, the nod was stiff.

In the third night, I licked my hand and gave myself two dead rays to treat the lower burn. Then I put my hand on the cold face of Zhou Hong.

"This is no mistake, the blood is all stagnation! I don't know if there is a heartbeat." I realized that the body temperature of the other person has a tendency to re-boiling, and I will take it back at night.

"The one that you are ill? How is the symptom?"

"Is the dead man?" Zhou Hong turned back and covered his sleeves.

"Because I am dying."

"I came here this time, I just wanted to find a medicine that would save me. Fortunately, I found it."

"medicine?"

At night, I frowned, thinking about what was around him and what he had and what others didn't have.

With a flash of light, he was alert: "Do you want to grab my different dimensional cracks?!"

But Zhou Hong shook his head and looked at him fixedly:

"No, I want you."

"I?"

At night, the hair was even more violent, and the armor was covered in an instant. The extra bones were condensed into a pair of huge bone wings behind him, just like the king.

However, Zhou Hong still sat in the same place, seemingly indifferent, but there was a hint of surprise in the eyebrows:

"Yes, I want to marry you, marry me!"