Zombie Girlfriend Evolution Theory

"The word naive is used to describe Xiuqi, okay?" Standing up and looking at Xu Qi, the smile on Zui Wuye's face left the sunlight from the window, looking a little gloomy, "Xu Qi, did you forget My power?"

He used his abilities to repair the wounds on the faces of the two men repeatedly, cut and repair them and then repair them, so that their wounds looked like they had a history of some time.

"Then how do you explain that they died? It can't be suicide, right?" Some people can't bear to see Zui Wuye always look self-satisfied, Xu Qi asked again.

"Who cares how they died? The important thing is that it is not enough for the mob to be from the white messenger base?" Xu Qi slanted a glance, drunk Wuye's tone was somewhat contemptuous, "Anyway, my goal has been achieved. NS."

"..."

Being speechless by Zui Wuye, Xu Qi pouted his lips and admitted in his heart that he was not comparable to Zui Wuye's pervert.

"Okay, it's the same sentence, you guys will stop for a few days." After a faint saying, Xu Qi turned around and left the room. Now the chaos outside has become a mess, he has to personally take charge of the storage of the crystal nucleus. Things in the office.

As soon as Xu Qi left Drunk Wuye and Xiu Qi, they also felt that they had no need to stay. After all, no one wanted to be an electric light bulb with the scary killing intent of the ink text.

The two of them jumped down from the window and strolled down the street pretending to be okay. Zui Wuye also greeted several guards on patrol.

Mowen was still very satisfied with the fact that the room belonged to him and Lan Lan again. He touched Yu Lan's back intimately, picking up the crystal core to feed her.

But Yu Lan turned his head to avoid Mowen's hand, lay on the bed with a grin, and began to roll as soon as he pulled the quilt into his arms.

For Yu Lan's active ink writing, he only thought how cute he looked. He leaned down and hugged Yu Lan with the quilt, and gently dropped a few kisses on her eyelids.

"It's really the most beautiful thing of the day to see you look so energetic."

"Wow!" Yu Lan bends her eyes, clings to Mowen's chin very well, and expresses her dependence with a pair of wet eyes.

Being with gadgets is my happiest thing.

At this moment, there was a sudden throbbing pain in her head, and the feeling of stripping her consciousness made her wrinkle in pain.

It's just that the intense tingling sensation passed in an instant. She touched her forehead, and her clean and moist eyes lost some of the previous pleasure.

It can be said that Yu Lan noticed a slight change in the ink, and he quickly lowered his head to hold Yu Lan's face, only to find that her expression had returned to normal again, nothing unusual.

Did he read it wrong just now? Mo Wen was faintly disturbed.

After looking at Yu Lan many times, Mo Wen reluctantly let go of her heart after she was sure that she was nothing strange.

"Lan, if you feel uncomfortable, you must tell me." Reached out and trapped Yu Lan tightly in his arms, Mowen's voice seemed to sigh but affectionately, "I can solve any difficulties for you. "

Now he will never allow anything to separate him and Lan Lan again.

"Yeah." Raising his neck and pressing his forehead against Mowen's chin, Yu Lan responded with a smile.

Regardless of whether Yu Lan understood the meaning of the words in the ink, in short, the ink was relieved by the response.

It can be said that the handover city was restless in the past two days. First, the mobs made trouble, and then the door-to-door search in the south, which greatly aroused the dissatisfaction of many people.

There are basically no civilians on the street now, all of them are hiding in the house for fear of getting into trouble.

The whole street has not become popular at all, only a few guards are running back and forth, making the already icy road more and more icy.

I don't know what kind of inscription it was cold outside. He hugged Lan and hid in the warm room all day, and the two people were so tired and crooked that they could consume a whole day.

The only change was that Qin Feng found him again. It’s a pity that he broke his limbs and fell downstairs without even calling out "angel" this time. If it wasn't for Wen Xining to come here in time, this would happen. The child may really fall to death.

"Be forgiving and forgiving." Wen Xining lifted his eyes to the Mo Wendao while helping Qin Feng who was fainted with pain, and there was some anger hidden on the face of a Zheng Tai.

"Let him go." Ignoring Wen Xining's anger completely, Mo Wen calmly dropped the three words and went back to hug Yu Lan, gently patted her back to coax her to sleep.

Although he wished to unload the ink inscriptions, Wen Xining still swallowed this breath. After all, Qin Feng's zombies were still not known to the outside world. At this time, he could only endure the ink inscriptions.

As soon as he walked to the street, he saw Yu Ruoshui who was leading a few people on the street. Wen Xining hurriedly summoned his subordinates to take Qin Feng down, and walked forward to say hello by himself.

"Wen Xining, is your city lord okay?" Yu Ruoshui was too lazy to be polite with Wen Xining, and asked directly.

Her bright cheeks are even more glamorous in the cold winter sun, and her slightly sharp eyes are full of pride.

Since she came to this transfer city, she hadn't seen Qin Feng, the lord of the transfer city, and she couldn't help but wonder why.

Although Wen Xining had explained that Qin Feng was hurt by accident when he was relaxing outside, she would not believe this kind of argument.

Although he didn't know Qin Feng's abilities, his strength was at least at level 3. How could he get fattened when he went out for a break.

Could something happen to Qin Feng in this riot? That's really not good news. Thinking of this, Yu Ruoshui couldn't help but think deeply. If Qin Feng really had something to do, the north and south would definitely quarrel for the next lord of the handover city. At that time, she had to participate in this battle too.

Her power has not yet been completely stabilized, and she needs to be more cautious.

"Not yet, he still doesn't want to see guests." Wen Xining whispered, his voice is neither overbearing nor overbearing, but Yu Ruoshui can't be disgusted.

She is a very proud person, and she can't see the appearance of those who only make promises all day long.

"Forget it, I will see him again when you meet the city lord." Yu Ruoshui habitually stroked the pistol pinned to his waist, "After all, our southern forces are here to help you. , I’m not here to trouble you."

"Thank you." Wen Xining thanked him. Qin Feng's appearance is really not suitable for meeting people. If Yu Ruoshui had to meet him, he would be very embarrassed.

Thinking of this, Wen Xining couldn't help but cursed Qin Feng, a madman.