Chapter 268: The Affectionate Male Protagonist in the Last Days (Thirty-Nine)

Shen Shao took advantage of the situation to seal his hand, trying to freeze his whole body, but he just flung it, and the ice covering him turned into fragments and attacked him.

When Shen Shao finished dealing with the broken ice, he raised his eyes, his eyes widened, and his body was full of murderous aura.

Qin Gong was choked by the zombie and pressed to the ground, and the corners of his lips were bleeding.

Shen Shao rushed up with red eyes and frantically entangled with the zombie, in a deadly posture, he didn't care if he might be scratched and infected, he just wanted to kill it!

Qin Zhi covered his neck that was scratched by the zombie's sharp nails, and sighed lightly: "I'm afraid this zombie doesn't have an enmity with me." ”

At this time, Xiao 8, who had already found a safe corner to hide, sensed it and said, "It's not that I have a grudge against you, but I have a grudge against the original owner." ”

Qin Gong: "......" must be a deep hatred, and even when he died and turned into a zombie, he still remembers this face.

Over there, Shen Shao advanced in madness, killing zombies in one fell swoop, the king was dead, and the rest of the zombies were not to be afraid, with a wave of his hand, sharp pieces of ice passed through their minds.

Little 8: "I think he may not be infected, but will be a blessing in disguise and produce one more ability?" ”

Qin Gong: "......"

Shen Shao had already held her in his arms at this time, nervously lifted her hand covering her neck, watching the wound begin to stench and begin to rot, his face was ugly, and he kept bowing his head and kissing her.

"It's okay, don't be afraid, I'm here, don't be afraid......"

She grabbed his hand: "Ashao, am I going to become a zombie?" I feel...... It's hard to breathe. ”

In response to the zombie reaction, her wheezing voice became more and more tired, her forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, her eyes were full of red silk, her eyes were blue and black, and her face was pale......

Shen Shao held her hand tightly: "It's okay, I've also been arrested, let's change together, I won't let you be alone, even if it's a zombie, we have to be together." ”

"No ......"

Her vision began to blur, and the nails that were clutching his hand began to sharpen: "When we become zombies, we are unconscious, we may be separated, we may be killed by different people at different times...... I don't want ......"

"Asho ......"

"Kill me, I don't want to be a zombie, and at the last second before I die, I will remember you."

He looked pained, and held an ice blade in his hand.

Her sharp nails scratched his hand, but she didn't seem to realize it: "No, you have to die with me, I don't want you to stay in the world with others, I ......"

She let out a low roar, rolled over and pressed him to the ground, bit his neck, and shrank back in a mouthful of blood.

"Kill meβ€”"

"Roarβ€”"

"Asho, kill meβ€”"

She was sometimes awake and sometimes chaotic, and it was not until finally, when her sharp fingers were inserted into his heart and his heart was pulled out, that he said with difficulty, "I love...... You...... And how...... Willing to kill...... You. ”

She seemed to hesitate, then reached out and squeezed it.

……

In the dark corridor, Li Mo covered Xiaoxi's lips, and her eyes seemed to be sad and happy.

Qi Sheng, who went around here for some reason and quietly watched this scene, touched the white jade flute hanging on his chest and took a deep breath.

It's over, and when he sees that woman treating other men so indifferently, he can't help but boil his blood. Rise.

He's crazy.

Must be insane.

Such a cold and cruel woman.

Day!

He took a deep look at the woman whose zombie transformation was fading, and ran away quickly without looking back.

……

From an angle that only Qin Gong could see, the broken soul entered Shen Shao's white jade flute, and merged with Qiu Ming's.

Her sharp nails were retracting, her almost halted heartbeat was gradually returning to beating, her face was gradually flushed, and the smell of the wound on her neck was gradually disappearing and beginning to heal.