Falcon Town's Final Chapter - Part I: Claire seems to have a crush on something

The final line of defense was easily torn apart and turned into fragile tissue paper, and countless undead legions poured into Falcon Town, where there was no way out, and like a dam where a crack had begun to seep out, the raging undead legions passed through the line and entered Falcon Town. Stories of fire, screams, and sorrow continue to happen in this city, where parents die to protect their children and the undead, and warriors still stand in front of the undead legions when they die. Human nature, good and evil, seem to explode madly in this small moment, in this real game world.

Shirley had the illusion that she was playing the role of one of those evil demon kings.

Poof, kill, destroy towns, create tragedy after tragedy. How do you look at it, it's the image of the big demon king who smiled evilly at the end but was defeated, right?

But, this is the game life you choose, and it is the right way to go on and destroy without regrets, right? The gentle smile on Shirley's face remained undiminished, and the firelight illuminated the pair of vermilion eyes. The weak-looking body stood at the entrance to the flaming town, watching the undead legions pour in. The illuminated stone terraces and flower beds on the streets were trampled on, and the legions of the undead broke into small houses, and the undead dragged out the children's parents, and these poor people were cut off without mercy, and their children were pulled out together.

"Shirley, at least—" Claire knew what Shirley was going to do, and for such an unbounded monster, it wasn't hard to decide to cut off the heads of these poor children all together. As a witch, a witch who is still human, this behavior has deviated from what she thinks is right.

"Hey! Do you see the hateful gaze in the eyes of these children? We've done it, and it has to be thorough. Saruman warned from the sidelines.

"This hatred and resentment will last for more than a century, and how far this plane is from the very center of hell is the distance between us and the barrier of their understanding. How much do these children hate the undead? Maybe 10 out of 100 of them will become professionals, maybe they will end up destroying the lord's territory, please, Miss Claire, think carefully about the reasonableness of your advice. ”

Saruman had stopped Claire from speaking before she could finish speaking.

Yes, these children may put a lot of pressure on the army of the undead in the future, and maybe they will hate the undead for the rest of their lives, but how can they not speak? Killing a woman, the old man itself is already unacceptable, but killing a small child ... Claire feels that she seems to be getting more and more cold-blooded, if it was her former self, she probably would jump out against this cold-blooded behavior without saying a word, right? But......

Shirley's pair of scarlet eyes looked at her tenderly, that false tenderness. If you bring it up, I'm afraid that the first moment you will be killed mercilessly, right?

It's ridiculous... In each other's scales, Shirley's weight is getting heavier and heavier, and he is getting lighter and lighter on each other's scales. What does this mean? I care more and more about her, but she doesn't care about herself anymore, what is this? A rookie witch's helpless conjecture? Or the fragile fantasies of a helpless witch. What kind of existence is Shirley? This being is cold, cold-blooded, chaotic, and in the ultimate chaos, it reveals the most beautiful and freest way of life for itself to see. She seems to cry, laugh, and feel sad for someone, but that eternal banter is part of her, really... Such a guy has an unparalleled appeal?

Claire kept thinking about her thoughts, and her mind wandered rarely.

Saruman was anxiously waiting for Claire to accept his opinion, he understood the other party's feelings, he was also a human so he could be sure in this regard, it was a kind of sadness that he had no way to save these little children. Claire's stunned appearance as she thought about Shirley's figure was naturally misunderstood by him.

And what about Shirley on the side? I was wondering if Claire would struggle?

"Ahh

The scene was silent for a while, and Shirley was a little dissatisfied with Blair's silent performance, and she slipped over very happily and whispered in an evil tone to stimulate the other party.

It's like when they first met.

The strange tone made Claire tremble instinctively.

The delicate appearance of the docile system makes people want to silently smooth long hair and snowy skin. Everything about Miss Shirley is like a poem, a long poem that constantly makes people feel amazing. Having accumulated a lot of killing experience, it seems that she is about to start evolving? The slender swan neck made people want to kiss it gently, and the faint black blood color flowed through the blood vessels in the neck. Zombie... In a way, they are alive, just like human beings. The more the zombies evolve, the more they move in the direction of creatures, so Miss Shirley is gradually turning back into a creature, right?

The pale pink lips are the biggest difference between Shirley and the other Zombie Misses. The Lady of the Lonely Mountain also has good skin, and she also has an extraordinary feminine charm. But they never had Shirley's human-like complexion. Pink lips if...

What if you kiss it?

This idea has just come to mind, and this kind of rebellious thought has just occurred in my head. Claire just did it, naturally.

Shirley was frowning at the little witch, wondering if she had overdone it, her lips warmed slightly.

Time - as if it had stopped in an instant.

This game is too real, a slight Claire's breathing, a slight temperature between her lips, a slight ... The acceleration of my heartbeat that takes an average of 30 seconds to beat...

Saruman next to him stared at the boss, and the next second, the male wizard immediately turned around and ran away as if he hadn't seen this scene.

I... I...

The beating speed of Claire's heart almost gave her the power of action like a warrior for a moment, making her jump back quickly and get out of this gentle township that suddenly hit - Shirley's scarlet eyes widened, and the next second Miss Zombie's mind was filled with an unbelievable riot!

- How dare she!?

――Can a single game character do something like that to me!?

- Bastard!

- Why did she kiss me like this, and touch me so gently!

The chaotic and evil Zombie Miss panicked in the face of a situation she had never seen before, she put the battle flag on her shoulder, and ran to a temporary small camp next to her with her head down, and then found a coffin to lie down - offline!

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Getting up from the bed, Zuo Hua put the game helmet on his head aside, hugged the pillow tightly, and his face was flushed: It's so embarrassing, he was actually teased by the characters in the game......