Under the moonlight, a perfectly sexy male body slowly floats on the surface of the sparkling lake, like a soul-stirring water monster. Broad shoulders and narrow waist, strong and strong, with distinct textures, perfect body proportions, and no cherry blossoms on the whole body

If it's a living person, this kind of scene is absolutely blood-pumping to watch.

It's a pity that it's a non-human.

Although the picture is gorgeous, Ye Wuqing is already unmoved. Don't look at it, I don't know how many times I've touched it.

The zombie walked up to Ye Wuqing and looked at her without blinking.

The zombie was more than a head taller than Ye Wuqing, and when the two stood side by side, Ye Wuqing looked more and more weak and pitiful.

It's sad that this zombie can hold Ye Wuqing with one hand at a time, just like an adult holding a child.

Ye Wuqing raised his head and showed him a particularly bright smile, revealing a warm and friendly, well-behaved and lovely person.

There are two that didn't give him a good look.

A bright light flashed in the zombie's dark eyes, and he laughed a few times, as if he was very excited and excited.

When Ye Wuqing raised his hand and touched the position of his heart, the stupid zombie smiled even more happily, as if because Ye Wuqing showed his closeness to him, he moved to her side again, and the distance was closer.

Ye Wuqing or the peachwood dagger's wrist turned, with a smile on his face, but his eyes were a little cold.

Peach wood belongs to the yang, suppresses disasters and avoids evil, and makes all ghosts and monsters that belong to the yin fearful.

Ye Wuqing raised his hand, and the dagger stabbed heavily at the location of the zombie's heart.

"Click."

Ye Wuqing: "......"

The zombie reached out and touched the shallow black burn mark at the mouth of his heart.

Ye Wuqing stared blankly at the peach wood dagger in his hand that was broken into two pieces, and the first half was burned into black charcoal.

The eyes of a person and a corpse were strangely synchronized.

This—this is her most expensive and valuable magic weapon......

Even if Ye Wuqing didn't really think that he could kill a thousand-year-old zombie by welcoming this peachwood dagger, at least he could injure him, right?

Ye Wuqing's whole person was depressed.

The zombie seemed to have found some fun game, the water didn't play, the moonlight didn't shine, and they circled around Ye Wuqing for a half.

Although zombies now sound similar to normal people, just a little hoarse, zombies haven't spoken for thousands of years, and their vocabulary is pitiful, and they come and go with those few sentences.

Ye Wuqing didn't raise his eyelids, didn't want to pay attention to him, and sat down in a daze on a stone by the lake.

The zombie suddenly scurried into the nearby woods, and came out with a bundle of branches in his hand.

The zombie broke off and handed it to Ye Wuqing, with a smile on his face.

Ye Wuqing glanced at him and didn't take it.

The zombie put it in her hand, held her hand, pointed the branch in the direction of her heart, and said stupidly on her face: "Qingqing, smile ......"

Ye Wuqing: "......"

Lao Tzu wants to kill you, but you think you're playing a game with you?

Laughing paralyzed, laughing!!

So, Ye Wuqing angrily accompanied a certain zombie to play with a childish branch for a night...... Oh no, it's a poke zombie game.

The peach wood of the sunshine can only leave a fleeting slight burn, let alone an ordinary branch?

It's like poking on a hard stone stick.

Ye Wuqing finally became more and more angry, and picked up the resin to cover his face and pumped towards the zombies.

The zombie thought he was playing a game with him, and he had a lot of fun, and his hoarse laughter lasted for a long time.

…………

"Get out, you dare to come to see Master Liu if you don't have any money!"

At the gate of a fortune-telling parlor, Xia Yi, who was dressed in shabby, was mercilessly blasted out.

The doorman wearing a Taoist robe with mean eyebrows pushed Xia Yi to the ground, pointed at his nostrils and mouthed: "Where did you come from, poor ghost, take your money and get out quickly!" Don't get in the way here! ”

A piece of fifty-four, and two steel hammers were thrown by the doorman on Xia Yi's head.

Xia Yi got up from the ground, his face was pale, and the blue and black eyes under his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked haggard.

"I'm going to enter Master Liu, please, let me meet him! Master Liu knows my master, please let me meet Master Liu......"

"Who is Master Liu? Is it what you want to see? The doorman spat hard, turned and walked in.

I can't pay a thousand yuan for the meeting, and I still want to see Master Liu? If the master sees all cats and dogs, will their fortune-telling parlor still do business?

Xia Yi was unwilling, and rushed up: "Please be accommodating, Master Liu knows my master, and he will definitely see my ......"

"!"

The door of the fortune teller closed mercilessly.

Xia Yi's nose slammed into the door, and there was a sharp pain, and two nosebleeds flowed out.

"Master Liu, please, save my master......" Xia Yi didn't care about bleeding, and cried and banged on the door.

He waited for his master in the old place for two or three years, but there was no news at all, which shows that his master has never escaped. Xia Yi panicked, thinking of a few people in City B who Ye Wuqing had mentioned with some real skills, as well as Liu Banxian and Liu Blind who Ye Wuqing knew.

But no one was willing to make a move, either his face changed drastically as soon as he heard Fox Tail Slope and he was kicked out, or he was driven out with the excuse of shouting prices.

Xia Yi was pale and haggard, with blurred blood and tears, and he looked embarrassed and pitiful.

Although this fortune-telling parlor is not located in the downtown area, there are still a lot of people coming and going, and many people can't help but stop and point at this scene.

"What's going on? Do you want to call the police? ”

"Didn't you listen to him? This is Master Liu, who came to Liu Banxian's fortune-telling parlor to save his master......"

"To save people, you should find a police or a doctor to save people, right?"

"Who knows, looking at him like this, it must be a brain problem......"

"Feudal superstition, or yo."

Xia Yi was paralyzed in front of the fortune teller, as if he saw the picture of his master being killed by zombies, and couldn't help crying.

"Master......"

………

"Haqiu—"

Ye Wuqing sneezed fiercely, his head was groggy, and his face was crimson.

She wiped her nose and her voice was a little hoarse, "Who's behind me...... Ha Qiu! ”

Ye Wuqing hung her head weakly, and the raging fire shone on her face becoming more and more red, and it was a little abnormally red.

"Am I having a fever...... Ye Wuqing raised his hand and touched his forehead, as expected, it was hot.

Ye Wuqing is becoming more and more uncomfortable, even if her body has been polished by society for many years, it can be called a steel and iron bone virus. But I stayed in the place where the yin qi was heavy for a long time, and I didn't see the sun, and I was in close contact with a zombie to sleep in the coffin, and the yin qi entered the body, and last night I sweated because of the fight with this zombie, and took a cold shower in the lake......

After a toss, it's hard not to get sick.

Her head hurt more and more, Ye Wuqing struggled to get up, and walked in the direction of the woods, she had to find a few herbs to nibble on...