Hongjiao just glanced at everyone indifferently.

He instructed the personnel in charge of dissection research, put the Zombie Emperor in the laboratory he designated, and then carried Zimo all the way to his bedroom.

Zimo frowned.

Just about to open his mouth to interrogate the two hundred and five in his mind, whether Hongjia had taken her to the laboratory.

The next second.

"Bang-" There was a bang.

Zimo's whole person was rudely given by him and still went into the bathtub.

The sudden feeling of weightlessness smashed Zimo all over his body.

Although she is now a zombie, in addition to being invisible and extremely stiff, her senses are extremely sensitive, and she hates itchy.

Directly stretched out his claws, and with one grab, he cut out a big crack in the bath!

Two hundred and five starts.

My own host, it's so powerful!

The red mob who was just about to unbutton his shirt paused slightly, and the corners of his lips hooked slightly.

"Angry again?"

"Get out! Roar—"

"Good, clean it well, and wait for Uncle Xia to input special resistance drugs for you, so that the little thing can see again tomorrow."

He dared to reach out under Zimo's anger.

"Get out! Roar—"

Zimo slapped it with a claw, and because her claws were extremely sharp, she naturally scratched Hongmao's hand.

Bright red blood was pouring out.

This is just a fatal temptation for Zimo, who is already hungry and thirsty!

She instinctively swallowed.

However, it was soon forcibly suppressed by Zimo's reason.

Hongjiao pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and smiled a little oozing, his body had already been injected with special drugs, naturally even if he was scratched by the quilt.

He won't be zombieized either.

It's just that when he looks at the tumbling red blood at his wrist.

The faint sense of excitement in his body swept over again, stimulating every cell in his body to be as if it had a fresh vitality, and he was excited.

The pair of yin owl eyes under the lenses have been staring at Zimo's extremely depressed body.

He approached Zimo again.

The black leather boots made a clattering sound.

Zimo frowned.

"Fuck off! Roar—"

"Reject me?"

A sinister look flashed in Hong's eyes.

After that, he hugged Zimo, who had already turned into a zombie.

Leaned over and whispered softly in Zimo's ear, like a whisper between lovers: "Come, girl, uncle knows, what you want, uncle will give you ......"

His voice was surprisingly gentle, but his movements were extremely rough.

When the hot bright red blood fell into Zimo's mouth without warning, Zimo's tight string finally broke.

The brain is out of control, and the body is no longer listening.

Instinctive.

She greedily sucked the blood of Hongjiao, and finally took a bite of flesh and swallowed it in her stomach, Zimo's senses were so sensitive.

She threw up at once, but nothing came out.

Because it has been swallowed.

Zimo's whole body trembled slightly, in history, she actually swallowed a piece of human flesh raw!

The sensation made her scalp tingle.

Zimo cursed.

"Roar—"

As soon as she pushed it away, she was still holding her red mow, and the whole person began to be a little confused in front of her because of her anger, as if she saw a shadow shaking in front of her.

Hongjia Senran smiled: "Girl, if you eat your uncle's meat, you will be your uncle's person in the future." ”

Zimo clenched his fists.

I really want to dig out his heart, a dead pervert!