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The days flew by, and after living on a deserted island for a few days, Tilapia finally returned to Hong Kong Island.

The same large balcony, blowing the cool sea breeze, holding a newspaper in hand.

On the front page, a girl knelt down, folded her hands in front of her, and made a prayer gesture.

There are two small holes on the neck, the photo shows a close-up.

"Master, before you came back, several similar cases had occurred.

Do you think this is really a zombie killing?" Standing behind him, he gently rubbed his master's shoulders with his little hands.

After seeing the content in the newspaper, Hongshu asked curiously.

She already knew through Penny that the master went to England a few days ago just to watch zombies fight.

Now that I see news about zombies again, I can't help but feel curious.

"Zombies kill people, the killer is just a madman.

But..." He recalled the original work in his mind and added: "However, the murderer is not far away from turning into a real zombie."

"Are zombies very powerful? Who is stronger than us?"

Xu Weixiong, who was watering the flowers with a kettle, stopped when he heard this and asked curiously.

Due to his personality, Xu Weixiong is not interested in gossip, but cares more about practical things.

There are zombies on Hong Kong Island, and I live on Hong Kong Island. If I meet someone, I know the opponent's strength in advance and I feel confident.

“It’s okay.

The zombies that have appeared in Hong Kong Island recently are all zombies. They are divided into five generations. The level of the zombies can be judged by their eyes.

From high to low, they are red, green, yellow, gray and white.

Once transformed, you can determine the opponent's level through your eyes.

The corpse of generals is affected by emotional ups and downs, so the fifth generation does not need to worry, and you do not need to worry about the angry fourth generation.

In the third generation and up, if patterns appear on their faces when they transform, I advise you to avoid hard steel if you can.

It’s not a question of whether you can survive the fight or not, it’s a matter of whether you win or not, but you may get injured and it’s not worth it.”

Not showing any dissatisfaction with their master's words, the two women nodded obediently.

It's okay to be competitive, but there's no need for such a thankless job.

"Furthermore, if you see a zombie trying desperately to protect something, if it's the fourth generation or above, don't mess with it if you can.

Once the corpse finds love, its strength will increase exponentially.

At that time, it was not a problem for the fourth generation to kill the second generation."

"oh.

Thank you Master for reminding us, we will be careful."

Xu Weixiong didn't ask about the first generation, and neither did Hongshu.

Because the two of them knew in their hearts that if the master didn't say anything, it meant that they had little chance of turning defeat into victory when encountering the first generation.

"By the way, Master, there is a Miss Bauhinia Beauty Contest recently.

If you are bored, my slave can help you get some tickets for the event."

As if remembering something, the massaging sweet potato suddenly stopped, and her petite body lay on Tilapia's back, saying naughtily and seductively.

"Not interested.

If I had arrived a few years earlier, I would have been very interested in choosing Miss Hong Kong.

I've never heard of Miss Bauhinia Bauhinia." Thinking of the crooked melons and cracked dates in the original work, Tilapia refused without even thinking.

Not to mention the original group of ghosts causing trouble everywhere, the quality of the players alone makes people uninterested.

Ruan Mengmeng can be selected in the original novel, so what future does that kind of beauty pageant have?

Seeing that the owner was not fooled, Sweet Potato playfully spit out her pink and fragrant tongue, and gently rubbed her little face on Tilapia's face.

The slippery feeling and fragrance make people feel relaxed and happy.

"Little goblin." He raised his hand and rubbed Sweet Potato's forehead, while Tilapia continued to read the newspaper.

Since returning to Hong Kong Island, Kuang Guohua and his little brother, formerly named He Fusheng, can be said to have suffered a lot from the little zombie who is now named Kuang Fusheng.

Wang Zhenzhen is so enthusiastic that even if her lover's personality changes drastically, even if her lover suddenly gets a cousin, she still can't offset her enthusiasm.

Spooning with plain hands shows gentleness.

It's a pity that although the food is good, the two zombies can't enjoy it.

Afraid that the other party would notice something was wrong, the two acted together. It was clear that zombies could not eat normal food and would suffer from stomachache and diarrhea after eating it.

The two also had to eat in tears under each other's enthusiastic offensive, and praised each other against their will, putting on an annual drama where they suffered from diarrhea several times during one meal.

Since I don’t plan to interfere in the plot, there is no butterfly effect this time.

Kuang Guohua met Xu Fu and Crow for the first time, and their current names can also be called Rocky and Levis.

Ruan Mengmeng was killed after drinking, Kuang Guohua's identity was questioned, the murderer Tong Benjing was exposed, Kuang Guohua was exposed, and Tong Benjing turned into a zombie.

Everything was going according to the plot, but Luo was bored and thought of a new way of cultivation.

Black knives can be refined, but what about bones? Black knives can be refined through armed color domineering, but can black bones be refined through armed color domineering?

If the bones are refined into black bones, the physical attributes can be improved to another level.

With its self-healing factor, tilapia never lacks the courage to try.

On the same large balcony, unlike the leisurely drinking tea and reading the newspaper a few days ago, Tilapia sat cross-legged with an extremely ferocious expression.

The armed color-refined black sword relies on the compatibility of the armed color's domineering power to infect every atom with domineering power.

Whether it's wrapped, hardened, wound, or flowing, it all floats on the surface.

Even if it hardens, it only stays outside the atoms.

Refining a black sword is different, it is to fill the atoms with domineering energy. Only in this way can it be retained for a long time, endure for a long time, and finally form a black sword.

Weapons don't feel pain, so you can use them as you please.

Human bones are different. The pain of refining your own bones is far less painful than even if thousands of ants bite your heart.

The refining process has just begun, and the tilapia is already in pain and soaked with sweat.

"Huhuhu..."

Looking at the master who was breathing heavily, his face was twisted in pain, and his whole body was soaked with sweat, Hongshu subconsciously clenched his fists and dared not leave his eyes for a moment, full of anxiety.

Several times, I almost couldn't help but rush forward and tell the owner loudly that you are already strong and there is no need to suffer so much.

However, the remaining rationality told her that the master had his own beliefs, and as a slave, she only had to obey the master's arrangements.

At worst, if something happens to the master, I will be there for him life and death.

Noticing the extra hand on his shoulder, Hongshu didn't even move his eyes, and asked in a hoarse voice: "What's the matter?"

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Trust the master.

The master has great ambitions and is a person who does great things, so this setback cannot stop him."

"Yes." He nodded seriously. He would never lose his trust in his master to anyone.

Time passed little by little, and the tilapia looked like it had just been fished out of the water.

The severe pain in his bones made his face become increasingly pale and distorted, making the ghosts scream loudly.

"Hmph, hum..." He groaned in pain unconsciously, and his whole body was trembling slightly.

At this time, the tilapia has reached the limit of its endurance.

The human body has a self-protection mechanism. Once the pain reaches a critical value, it will trigger the mechanism and fall into coma.

In order to be able to realize his vision, Tilapia took the initiative to control himself, cheered up, multitasked, and tried hard to stay awake.

The consequence is that the longer you stay awake, the worse the pain becomes.

"Master, come on, you will definitely succeed." He clenched his fists and prayed silently in his heart.

Compared with sweet potatoes, Xu Weixiong was very excited at this moment.

The recognition of his master has also reached a new height.

A person who can tolerate what others cannot tolerate, is ruthless enough to himself, and has special opportunities.

Xu Weixiong firmly believes that if you follow him, you will have a bright future.

Even if you are just a personal maid or a bed-warming maid, you still have to distinguish who is the maid and who is the maid.

If your master can be above the heavens, even if you are a maid, you can proudly declare that you are the maid of the King of Gods.

At that time, as a chicken-headed princess, I have suddenly become a phoenix-tail. No one dares to take a peek at me.

Some people say it is better to have a chicken head than a phoenix tail.

As the second princess of the Northern Liang Palace, Xu Weixiong thinks this is pure nonsense.

A chicken is a chicken, even if it is the king of chickens, it is still not as good as the Phoenix.

Even the phoenix with the lowest status will be the object of pursuit and worship by everyone once it lands.

As for the Chicken King, no matter how high his status is among the chickens, he still cannot escape the fate of being slaughtered by others.

Being a third-rank official in front of the Prime Minister, not to mention being the personal maid of the King of Gods, her status is not low.
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