"If you die, or if he becomes a zombie, choose one by yourself!"

These words are directed at...Su Yaorao.

Fu Hancheng almost wanted to laugh out loud immediately.

This kid is so arrogant, he dares to order a zombie king!

In this ancient tomb, except for the male zombie king, Su Yaorao is the biggest. Who does this kid think he is? Su Yaorao will listen to him?

As a male lover, Fu Hancheng naturally had no possibility of being exposed to core secrets as a male lover. Therefore, in his impression, Su Yaorao was the leader in the zombie world.

Su Yaorao is the zombie king. It is impossible for him to listen to a human being and kill him. Fu Hancheng could feel the feelings of Su Yaorao for him...

Thoughts came to an abrupt end.

An unusually sharp pain came from the chest...

Fu Hancheng widened his eyes in disbelief. He slowly lowered his head, as if the time had elongated, slowly, slowly...

A slender hand painted with bright red elixir avoided the heart and other key points, passed by himself, bringing out the blooming blood of death, splashing around his shirt.

That hand was dyed with bright red colour pills.

I don’t know if the kohlrabi is more gorgeous or the blood is more bright and red.

That hand once obsessed with touching his body and body, but now his own hands have destroyed his body.

That hand belongs to Su Yaorao.

Fu Hancheng slowly turned his head and met Su Yaorao's face. He looked deeply disbelief and resentment. He asked with difficulty: "Su Yaorao, why..."

Su Yaorao actually listened to the boy's words and chose to turn him into a monster as ugly and disgusting as her. She is the zombie king, right? Why can anyone order her?

There was no expression on Su Yaorao's delicate and charming face. When she met Fu Hancheng's resentful gaze, her eyes were not fluctuating, and her scarlet lips didn't even move.

No answer or explanation.

Fu Hancheng was deeply unwilling, doubts, resentment... intertwined.

He could feel his body changing little by little...

The hot blood in the heart suddenly stopped flowing and became cold in an instant. It was a kind of cold that penetrated deep into the bone marrow. Then the cold quickly swept across the body, and the bright red blood suddenly turned black...

The hot blood condenses into ice;

Bright red blood, dark and dark;

Fu Hancheng could sense that he was rotting, and he could smell a foul smell at the end of his nose.

As a man, he died.

But as a zombie, he was given a new life.

Then, Fu Hancheng, who became a zombie and no longer had Fu Hancheng's memory, finally understood the reason why Su Yaorao did this.

However, "Fu Hancheng" could only make a meaningless "hohoho" strange cry.

Su Yaorao was not heartbroken, after all, she was the man she liked, but when she saw Fu Hancheng's face was unrecognizable and her whole body was rotten, she inevitably felt disgusting.

Because of Qin Yumo, she did not experience this ugly stage, but directly maintained human thoughts and appearance.

But she was not enough to make Fu Hancheng become a high-level zombie like her, and preserve her appearance and memory. This is also the reason why she has never assimilated Fu Hancheng.

Maybe, the person in front of you, oh, no... this one can.

Su Yaorao's eyes turned to Qin Song unconsciously, but when the sight touched him, she quickly lowered her head.

Instinctive fear.

Last time, she felt a very dangerous aura at the Huaxia base. It turned out to be him...

At their level, their breath, pressure, and even the zombie toxins they carry can be retracted and released freely. Do you want humans or zombies to discover it? You can do whatever you want.

Now, the boy's unconcealed pressure made Su Yaorao feel very nervous.

In front of this person, Su Yaorao no longer dared to show her charming smile to others.

Awesome voice, humble attitude, and a respectful title.
Chapter completed!