Chapter 28: The Little Princess of the Doomsday Male Protagonist (28)

The gray and low thunder fog, and the violent hurricane in the distance are like a giant dragon, rolling forward.

Li Meng clung to Gu Nuo.

Braving the acid rain, he ran desperately forward.

A life without supernatural abilities is so miserable.

Under the transformation of other people's abilities, they are grasshoppers when they jump, spiders when they climb, and monkeys who carry somersault clouds when they run forward.

She's a human being.

There were only two poor match legs, and after running for several thousand meters, the blood was on the head, and the blood began to be dizzy, panting, and the bones were sore.

The young man followed her slowly, with a fair and beautiful face, without any expression.

Only occasionally the girl's foot will kick the stone.

He stretched out his long legs ahead of time and swept away.

Then he stretched his leg back as if nothing had happened.

Because the speed was so fast, she didn't even notice it.

I see that the hurricane is coming.

Li Meng, who was drenched in the acid rain and couldn't open her eyes, was so anxious that she turned around.

She raised her eyes to look at Gu Nuo next to her.

The young man's face was still calm, his wet hair hung down, his eyes were cold and red, and his pale face was colorless.

But it's incredibly pure.

It's really better than people to throw.

She looked like a homeless person picking up mineral water bottles by the garbage can.

And he is still as beautiful as a painting.

This is the legend that the protagonist always comes with a beauty filter.

Even if it is described as delicate and ordinary.

You can still see it at a glance in the crowd.

Li Meng pinched the zombie boy's fingers, frowned and was about to say something.

But I saw the young man's miserable white face, with a faint red.

He pursed his lips, as if to show his fangs.

But thinking of her angry appearance just now.

Don't dare again.

I could only retract my teeth aggrieved before I said in a hoarse voice: "I'm hungry." ”

Li Meng's facial paralysis: I'm hungry too.

The meaning of this sentence is not to gnaw her.

In an instant, Li Meng's mind flashed the tragic images of all kinds of zombies coming over, rotting faces, black teeth, and gnawing on "food".

Her fingertips twitched, and she let go of his hand.

I want to run.

Just abandoned by the heroine.

In the blink of an eye, he will be eaten by the male protagonist.

Said that there is good luck with the protagonist?

Oh, cannon fodder follows the protagonist as if ...... Will it only be more unlucky?

The young man tilted his head, looked at his hand a little strangely, and couldn't help but bend it, coldly.

It's not as soft and beautiful as when she touches him.

He squinted dissatisfied, his eyes were cold and red, and he couldn't help but reach out to grab her.

As a result, Li Meng thought he was going to pounce, so he jumped a few steps back, and his feet were stunned and hit the stone, and he fell backwards.

I saw that my back was about to hit a stone.

A pair of cold and stiff hands easily hugged her waist.

The boy didn't know when he had come behind her, and let her fall into his arms.

Li Meng also froze, staring at him with round eyes.

The boy glared at her too.

His eyes widened, rounder than hers, unblinking, and beautiful.

Li Meng really couldn't hold it, reached out and rubbed his eyes, and his tone was a little trembling by the way: "That, eat it, eat it if you kill it, and eat it when you kill it." ”

If it is not the death of the task node.

Death at any time can hurt.

Killed, at least without seeing himself disemboweled.

Eat?

The boy didn't say a word, just looked at her quietly.

Li Meng covered her face with her hands, damn it, do you still have to observe before eating?

Or...... Lie before you run.

She tried to move, trying to get down.

As a result, the young man who stood straight and straight, his hands tightened, and he strangled her even more into his arms.

Her face was immediately pressed against his chest.

The cool boyish breath made her breathless.

"Don't ...... Move. ”

The boy's hoarse voice sounded with a hint of dangerous sweetness.