The walls were cooler, and I instinctively bounced back with my back and straightened up.

The living dead suddenly bit down on my arm at a very fast speed, fortunately my speed was not slow, I directly aimed the butterfly throwing knife at his mouth, his mouth bit down just the butterfly throwing knife, there was a smell of teppanyaki in my ears, and white smoke was emitting, I thought my arm was burned by him, my first reaction was to kick the living dead away, and the left hand pulled out the butterfly throwing knife.

Later, it turned out that it was the living dead who bit the butterfly and burned his mouth with a knife, and the mouth of the burnt sausage.

His gums were bare.

Suddenly, another living dead man approached me.

As soon as I looked at Zixuan, she was still fighting with the two living dead, but Wang Yang was missing one by his side, and the one who came over to my side. Also, there will be more meat in this way, if you want me, I will too.

I don't think these guys are stupid, they're smart.

When I watched Wang Yang, he was almost unstable when he was beaten. Zixuan is also tired enough.

It seems that they are all mud bodhisattvas who cross the river and it is difficult to protect themselves.

At this time, there is no helper, so I can only take my life.

The butterfly flail has been in my hand for a long time, and I hesitated. I'm still hesitating, struggling, I'm afraid will it succeed in the end?

When the butterfly flipped out of the knife, it was actually thrown out by me in a hurry, mistakes, mistakes, I didn't want to lose it, I wanted to use it, but the method of starting was wrong, I was too nervous, and I was thrown out with a sigh in my heart.

Unarmed.

I'm obedient.

I hurriedly covered my face with my arm. If you want to bite, you can bite your hand, and it is said that if you are bitten, you will become the same as them, and you will become a living dead. Zombies, see if I don't bite them to death when the time comes.

I closed my eyes tightly, and although I covered my eyes with my hands, I still didn't dare to witness those murderous images, and after a long time, I thought, why don't you bite me? I heard the sound of butterflies flicking knives. Getting closer, it didn't feel like it was my own, because my butterfly knife was right at my feet. Not far away, in my sight. This voice?

Rogue Bunny!

I was pleasantly surprised to put my arm down, it was really him.

When I looked at him, I was so sad that I was about to cry. I just felt teary-eyed. But I don't know if it's sad or happy. Not seen for two days. He looked a lot older, haggard, and his beard was not cleaned up, and he felt distressed when he looked at it.

The butterfly flint returned to his hands, and the two living dead in front of me fell directly to the ground. I rushed into his arms and hugged him tightly, this image I had been waiting for for a long time, on weekdays. The picture I've been thinking about, the picture I've dreamed about in my dreams. I want to hug him.

The last time we met, I still had lingering palpitations, and until he left, I didn't take a good look at him and hug him. This time, I learned that I want to cherish it.

The rogue rabbit threw the bullet bag that Zixuan threw at her, and she skillfully loaded it and grabbed it. "Give it a try!"

Zixuan looked at the bullets in her bag, and they were all stained with a new layer of blood. "What is this?"

"Mutual restraint!" Chen Miaoji said, and flew the butterfly knife out very easily, and the butterfly knife turned an arc and returned to his hand. The living dead who was about to bite the ocean suddenly fell to the ground, and a crack appeared in the neck of the living dead.

Zixuan fired two shots in a row, and the two living dead who had just fought with her were also dealt with.

There are only four left around Wang Yang. "Leave it all to me!" Zixuan is super positive as if she has been beaten with chicken blood.

"I still haven't practiced the butterfly throwing knife well!" I looked at the rogue rabbit pitifully.

"Can you hold the knife in your hand smoothly?"

I shook my head. If you take it steadily, you will be chased so badly.

"You, you're lazy again, you must not have spent time practicing."

I pouted and looked at him. "No, it's really too hard, sometimes it's not spiritual." But what he said was right, I did have been lazy.

I walked a meter away from my butterfly knife, I reached out, and with a bend of my fingers, the butterfly knife was sucked back into my hand. I just thought it was too far away, so the magnetism on my hand was not enough.

"In the future, it'll be called 'Butterfly Flying Knife'." I pillowed the hand of the rogue rabbit: "The butterfly flicker is too tongue-twisting." ”

"You can call it however you like." He touched my head.

As it got dark, my eyelids began to prepare for a fight. Zixuan helped Wang Yang deal with the rest of the living dead, and she came over and signaled that I could go back.

"You help Wang Yang back first. After all, it was to save me that I would be involved in this grievance dispute. I said.

"Yes!" Zixuan then got ready and left with us. At the fork in the road, the rogue rabbit and I walked to Biyun Villa, and Zixuan helped Wang Yang to Luofu.

"Is it really okay for you to be on your own?" Seeing that it was getting dark, I was worried.

"Don't worry." Zixuan's eyes told me that she didn't want to be a light bulb.

I shyly lowered my head and went with her.

I leaned into the arms of the rogue rabbit, and his cloak was warm in his arms, and I walked for a long time. "Are you alright?" I stood still, standing in front of him, holding his hand. "Why are your hands colder than mine?" In addition to being distressed, it is still distressing.

"It's like this in the winter, and my feet are ice when I sleep at night."

"Is it cold or not?"

"It's fine!"

When he said this, he felt that he was fooling me, and he was afraid that I would be worried, so he said this, and said to coax me to play. "Isn't it really cold?" I put his hand to my lips and puffed.

"It's really not cold, it's like this in winter." He said.

"And will your feet be warm when you wake up?"

"No, it's all ice."

"You put the quilt sideways!" I couldn't help but laugh when I said that. Subconsciously reached out and wrapped his arms around his waist. Distressed. Doesn't it mean that boys' physique is better than women's, boys are generally warm in winter and cool in summer, and they think he must have been too tired recently, so that's why he is like this. "As far as I can remember, your hands and feet aren't so cold."

"It's like this in the winter, but it's fine in the summer." He said.

It's so tiring.

Lying on the bed in the attic a little, I was about to fall asleep in a daze. I insisted on holding his hand and not letting him go, even if I was asleep, I didn't want him to go, I couldn't go, I wanted to stay with me.

He was holding me from behind, and I was on my side, pillowed on his arm. I felt like I had been in a daze for a long time, and I asked distressedly, "Will it be sour to press your hand like this?" ”

"It's fine!" He said.

When I opened my eyes, I was conscious, I was about to sneak out to play, to find someone very important. The voice of the personal maid came from behind him: "Miss, the eldest lady told you to go back." ”

"Miss?"

"That's right, it's your sister!"

When did I get an extra sister? 【】(To be continued.) )