Chapter 8: Don't die well
"You vicious woman, you don't want to die!" The kick that Ye Yimo kicked on Su Linlin's leg can be said to be very hard, and Su Linlin's whole body trembled involuntarily, and Su Linlin probably knew that she would die today, so she didn't have any fear to curse Ye Yimo in front of her.
Ye Yimo didn't know how many times she had heard this curse in her previous life, as a tenth-level zombie king, she carried the hatred of all living human beings, every time she killed those high-level abilities, most of them would say some curse words, but unfortunately no one cursed could achieve it.
What if her body was dead? Her people are still alive and well here, living better than anyone else.
And those who cursed her at the beginning, one by one, were all taken out of the crystal nucleus in their brains, and they died without a place to be buried.
Of course, this one in front of you is no exception.
"It's a pretty good curse to die a good death, since you can't think of dying so much, I'll help you." Ye Yimo looked at Su Linlin in front of her with a smile, her fingers crossed the top of her head, and a slender gold needle burst out from her fingertips, piercing Su Linlin's head in pair, and in just half a second, Su Linlin's whole person died so much that she couldn't die anymore.
"Tsk, it's really weak, it's not challenging at all." Ye Yimo clapped her hands and stood up from the ground.
Killed two people in a row, but there was no dirt on her body, and her fingers were not stained with any blood, which made Ye Yimo very satisfied, killing people and dirtying her hands or something, it was really too low.
But the most important thing now is to find a little food, there is nothing in the stomach empty, and when you have to kill people and waste your physical strength, it is really uncomfortable at all.
It's a pity that when I was a zombie, I didn't store some human food in my own space, otherwise, I wouldn't have to go hungry to find food now.
But the feeling of being hungry is also quite novel, except that it is a little uncomfortable.
Ye Yimo rubbed his stomach and thought.
She looked around, pondered for a moment, and then returned to the room where she had been, the original owner of this body, who had lived here for a long time, and should have stored a little food or something.
With this in mind, Ye Yimo dragged her body back to the house, but, to her disappointment, she turned the whole house upside down and didn't find anything to eat.
"Tut-tut, the original owner is really pitiful, it's a bit too much, they're all hungry like this, and there is no food in the house, it's really pitiful." Ye Yimo sat on the simple bed, sighing weakly.
And just as she was thinking about going out to find food, there was a sudden sound of footsteps outside the house.
Ye Yimo heard the messy footsteps, and couldn't help but raise her eyebrows, this sounds like there are quite a few people coming, could it be that this is to avenge Su Linlin and their father and daughter?
Ye Yimo tilted her head and looked at the position of the door, she was thinking about the possibility of killing these four or five people in her current state of weakness.
Well, the success rate doesn't seem to be too high.