The sultry wind blows people's hot hearts, and today the weather is exceptionally hot, and people are wet and sticky as if they are living in a sauna. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Zhuo Mingjun stood on the balcony wrapped in a quilt, looking at the people dressed in cool and lazy clothes on the street, looking at the scorching sun that seemed to be about to roast the road, and looking at the listless signboards on the street, his heart was filled with bitterness.

He is no longer afraid of the heat, wrapped in a thick quilt, he can't feel a trace of heat, his body is cold, his heart is also cold now, no feeling, no emotion, so is it still a person.

He is no longer a human being, he is an undead, an undead who wanders in the dark, Zhuo Mingjun does not dare to let the sun shine directly, so that it will quickly get rid of the water until it becomes a dry corpse, this is the result of his non-stop persuasion by Christine a day ago, and he insisted on going out.

It wasn't until Christine carried a bucket of water and poured all the water on Zhuo Mingjun's body that he came back to life, and after that, he no longer dared to let his body be directly irradiated by the sun.

The situation of being wrapped in a large quilt on the balcony reminded Zhuo Mingjun of a Chekhov novel called The Man in a Suit, and he laughed at himself whether he would be able to go out in a sleeve like Belikov in the future.

Whether it is a hot summer or a cold winter, his body is wrapped in a condom, which covers his body and his heart.

"Zhuo, what are you thinking?" At this time, Zhuo Mingjun's voice came from behind Christine.

"I'm wondering when I'll still feel the heat." Zhuo Mingjun stretched his hand out of the window, and when the sun shone on his bare palm, his hand began to bubble white steam, which quickly dried up, and after a while, it became a dry and bone-like hand full of wrinkles.

Zhuo Mingjun quickly withdrew his hand and poured the water on the side on his palm, and the palm began to become plump, like a sponge that had dried up for a long time, and suddenly encountered the water sponge slowly swelled until it regained its fullness.

"You're still struggling to become an undead?" Christine asked, frowning.

"Hey, it's not very entangled, but I don't feel very used to it, I've been here for more than 20 years, I didn't expect that my life would change so dramatically since I met you, in fact, it's good not to feel the heat." Zhuo Mingjun took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled it, as if he wanted to vent all the resentment accumulated in his lungs at this moment.

"You don't like summer?" Christine said with her chin raised and her eyes staring at the scorching sun outside the window.

"It's like I don't like you, I don't like summer." Zhuo Mingjun looked at Christine behind him, and said with the corners of his mouth slightly curled.

"This king doesn't need to be liked by others." Christine stubbornly turned her head away and didn't let Zhuo Mingjun see a trace of panic in her eyes.

"That's right, people like you are really not likeable." Zhuo Mingjun shook his head and said with a sigh.

"You lowly undead! Give me death! ...... "Christine was furious, this sentence touched the weakest part of her heart, she angrily raised a finger and began the most powerful punishment, she wanted this undead to know what rules are in this world!

When Zhuo Mingjun got up from the ground, the corners of his mouth twitched and patted the dust on his body and said to Christine: "The cells in the human body have bioelectricity, and scientists say that proper electrical stimulation will make the human body healthier, so no matter how you power me, I will only think that this is an intentional massage, and the electricity is healthier!"

"You're not human anymore, you're just a lowly undead!" Christine roared angrily.

"Yes, maybe." Zhuo Mingjun showed a bright smile, because only he knew that only when Christine telegraphed him, he could feel the pain, and he could truly feel that he was still alive.

"Humph!" Christine shook her long silver-white hair and turned to go downstairs.

"I hope what you said is true, and then I will have the motivation to continue living." Zhuo Mingjun looked at Christine's back and muttered.

When Zhuo Mingjun finished saying this, Christine's figure coming downstairs paused, and then her indifferent voice sounded: "Then you have to live well." ”

Zhuo Mingjun looked at Christine who had completely disappeared at the staircase and smiled happily, he was really happy, this was the first time he laughed from the bottom of his heart in so many years, he laughed out of his tears, and the round droplets of water rolled down his cheeks and were caught by one of his fingers.

"I still have tears." Zhuo Mingjun looked at the water droplets in his hand and said with a smile.

But just when he was laughing the happiest, his smile suddenly froze on his face, and his already cold heart suddenly beat heavily, what kind of feeling was this, it seemed that someone was calling him, and the voice shouted out from the bottom of his heart.

It was an angry roar, a hysterical roar, what kind of person is this, Zhuo Mingjun's face was a little ugly, and he stood on the balcony with a gloomy face and swept around the street below.

"Zhuo, the pursuers are coming." Christine ran up in a hurry, her face had turned pale, and her panicked eyes revealed her mood at this time, the haughty and indifferent queen was gone, and there was only a frightened little girl.

"The pursuers are coming?" Zhuo Mingjun frowned, looked at the flustered Christine and asked.

"Yes, look at my pendant." Christine reached into her collar and pulled out a glittering pendant that glowed with purple light, which soon turned red.

"What is this?" Zhuo Mingjun asked, looking at the pendant that was emitting a glimmer.

"Pendant!" Christine replied subconsciously.

"I knew it was a pendant, and I asked what it did." Zhuo Mingjun slapped his forehead, this little girl always likes to talk nonsense.

"This is a magic pendant that my teacher gave me in the past, which can detect the distance of people who are hostile to me." Christine explained.

"When you were in power, did this pendant shine every day?" Zhuo Mingjun looked at Christine's panicked expression and said.

"You...... I put the pendant in the jewelry box at the time and didn't notice it......" Christine just wanted to have a seizure, but she didn't know what she thought, and swallowed the words back, and finally said weakly.

"If you had seen it earlier, you wouldn't have been ousted from the throne by your own uncle!" Zhuo Mingjun said angrily, this little girl is too sloppy, and she doesn't even wear such an important registration artifact on her body every day.

"Humph!" Christine snorted coldly and ignored Zhuo Mingjun anymore.

"There's still time to hum, let's run away!" Zhuo Mingjun watched Christine turn back into the indifferent queen, slapped his forehead and said depressedly.

"Where to escape?" Christine looked back at Zhuo Mingjun and said.

"Then don't wait for death at home." Zhuo Mingjun said and took Christine's hand and ran downstairs, but when he went out, he also found a winter coat and put it on his body, wrapping himself tightly all over his body.

His eyes were still scorching the earth, Zhuo Mingjun pulled Christine to shuttle through the alley, Christine ran with Zhuo Mingjun while looking at the pendant in his hand, and the color of the pendant at this time had turned pink.

"It's getting closer." Christine said, swallowing a mouthful of saliva.

"Then keep running." Zhuo Mingjun turned around and ran with Christine in the alley, he didn't want to be caught up, so he had to fight, but he really couldn't fight, did he want to fight like a street ruffian fighting.

Zhuo Mingjun pulled Christine to run aimlessly, but what he never expected was that this time they ran into an alley that had been abandoned for many years, and this alley was still a dead end, and there was no road ahead.

"Dead ...... Alley? Zhuo Mingjun looked at the dead end in front of him and said in disbelief.

"It's coming!" Christine regained her former indifference, her eyes fixed on the pendant that had turned white in her hand.

Zhuo Mingjun glanced at Christine beside him, seeing that she had returned to her former queenly demeanor, he couldn't help but feel a trace of loss in his heart, he didn't understand why this loss, but it felt as if what he was expecting was shattered.

This girl's personality is really changeable, she was still flustered just now, but Xi'an Ah Zi is so calm, maybe this is the real her, Zhuo Mingjun thought.

At this moment, there was a wave of fluctuations in the air on the other side of the alley, like ripples on the calm water, and as the fluctuations became more and more intense, the ripples in the air became larger and larger.

The sound of "pop" seems to be the red wine bottle pulling out the tenacious cork, and a person was spit out in that ripple, yes, it was spit out, this person was very embarrassed, it can be said that he was very embarrassed, and when he was spit out, he also fell a dog gnawing mud.

Zhuo Mingjun looked at the person who suddenly appeared from the air, a little dazed, he imagined a lot of scenes when the enemy appeared, maybe flying down from the sky like a superman, raising dust all over the ground, it was possible to chase up from behind the alley with a little thunder light flashing behind him, and there was also a magic array that suddenly appeared on the ground, and then the bright light flashed and appeared.

But he never expected that this person would be spit out of the air, as if he was spitting out a mouthful of sticky phlegm, and he spit it out so easily.

"Poof......" Zhuo Mingjun didn't hold back, and Christine didn't hold back either, the two of them laughed at the same time, pointing to the person who was still writhing on the ground and laughing.

"Funny, isn't it?" At this time, the person on the ground had already stood up, looked at Zhuo Mingjun and Christine in front of him with a gloomy face.

"It's not funny, but I just want to laugh." Zhuo Mingjun looked at the man who got up from the ground and replied.

This person is only about one meter and two meters tall, with long and pointed ears and many live mouths, a blue-green face with a hooked nose, a huge mouth full of sharp teeth, and a pair of small yellow eyes staring at Zhuo Mingjun and Christine who are laughing happily.

"Tata ......," Christine said, reining in her smile as she looked at the dwarf holding a pair of long daggers in front of her.

"Dear Queen, I salute you as Raul, the most famous assassin of the Tata clan." Raul said with a gentlemanly salute to Christine.

"Did the Tatars rebel too?" Christine's eyes narrowed, and she said to Raul.

"Then go and ask Lord Death."