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Zhao Jiayan ignored the other party's laughter and swept his gaze over Dean Bai.

A woman dressed in white with a graceful figure. The curves are seductive and the body is plump.

On her head, a black melon seed face metal mask enveloped her head.

Only the weird red and white eyes and black and white eyes were left exposed.

Red eyes and white eyes are standard zombie equipment, and Zhao Jiayan has seen a lot of the crazy brilliance unique to zombies.

It's just that the madness of zombies, in front of the madness of this eye, can only be regarded as fire and sun.

Utter madness, indescribably madness.

And that black and white eye, with pupils as black as stars, like stars tumbling with black magma, can destroy the heavens and the stars.

The whites of his eyes were filled with contempt for all arrogance. The people of the world are only for mole crickets in front of them!

This is a woman who interprets madness, arrogance, and destruction to the extreme.

From these two strange eyes, Zhao Jiayan was shocked to see the peerless beauty of Dean Bai.

He had to admire, and he had to feel that the other party's perversion was more perverted than his own.

He fed zombies with humans and turned his subordinates into zombies.

This crazy behavior can be understood as her normal psychology.

It's normal to threaten yourself to fight with 40,000 zombies, and arrange four fast zombies to fight against you.

What Zhao Jiayan doesn't understand is what she is doing this for? What is her purpose?

Dean Bai had laughed enough, and she sat down again, carefully arranging her long hair that had been scattered from laughter.

closed the eyes of madness and looked at Zhao Jiayan with the eyes of arrogance and destruction.

She said slowly like a goddess who has been lonely for a thousand years, "Since the end came, the slave family has been looking for hope that human beings can survive. ”

Her voice came from the void, filled with an aura of disappointment that could fill the entire planet.

Zhao Jiayan felt something, "According to Dean Bai's tone, it seems that the hope of this human race has not been found!" ”

"Originally, I didn't find it, like An Ji and Old Man Dong, who were first-class, only knew how to protect the people, but they didn't know how to forge ahead. Like those who are supernatural, they only know inward-fighting, but do not know outward. Those survivors only know the comfort of the moment, but they do not know that the catastrophe is coming. ”

When she said this, she said that everyone was useless.

"Yes, the current Chinese people have not yet adapted to the despair of the end times, and they are still thinking about moving forward according to the previous route, and the day of destruction is not far away. It's just that I didn't expect that Dean Bai also had this idea. Zhao Jiayan sighed.

"In the end, I found two people, a knife. The stab between these two people is where the hope of mankind lies. Dean Bai said.

In her tone, there was less disappointment and more loneliness.

Among the hundreds of millions of people in Huaguo, among the countless resources, only two people are useful!

Zhao Jiayan tasted the meaning of this sentence, and he chuckled, "I guess, this knife is the pattern drawing knife on the table, it can be turned into golden meat, and golden meat can strengthen the human body, it can be counted as one." Are these two people referring to those two? One must be Dean Bai, who is the other? ”

He didn't think that he would be ranked among the two, because he thought that he was only the owner of the Drawing Knife, and his own strength was not considered top-notch. And the mystery of the tattoo he only revealed a little, and he only mastered a little. It is not obvious in terms of potential and actual utilization, and it should not make Dean Bai look too much at it.

The main thing is that Zhao Jiayan admits that he is not a very good leader.

I'm very lonely and not very gregarious.

Soft-hearted, even soft-hearted to women.

I don't have the desire to lead humanity to defeat the enemy, and I even find it annoying.

He just kept thinking about taking the corresponding responsibilities according to his own ability, and his ideal was to pursue his own extreme like the immortal cultivators in the novel.

Zhao Jiayan felt that he should not be one of those two people.

Among the two, with Dean Bai's arrogant style, it is estimated that she is one of them.

And who is the second person?

Zhao Jiayan is interested, is it Tianxian? Is it Xiao Wang? Is that the golden steel? Is it some mysterious person who has been hiding among humans all along? Is it the inheritor of a sect that is even more awesome than the Heavenly Maiden Sect?

"You're right, a knife is a knife on this table. And two people, it should be said that they are two and a half people. One is the slave himself, and the other is you. ”

"Ahem." Zhao Jiayan is more than half right, but he doesn't count himself and is one of the two.

Take a breath and ease the pride that suddenly rises in your heart after being favored by a big man.

Thinking that he could be favored by his idol since childhood, he couldn't help but ask strangely, "Dean Bai, I don't know what point I am favored by you, boy?" To tell you the truth, I just calculated that I can't count one of them. ”

Dean Bai's gaze swept around Zhao Jiayan, and Zhao Jiayan felt as if he was being seen through, which was extremely awkward.

He twisted his ass to make his waist, which was a little sore from sitting for a long time, comfortable.

Dean Bai's gaze returned to Zhao Jiayan's eyes, and she said, "You have the courage to face the blood and cruelty of the apocalypse. For this alone, the slave family will determine that you are one of the two. But you're not as good as you could be in other ways, so you're only half a person. ”

"Ahem." Zhao Jiayan coughed lightly, "I feel very honored to be favored by you, the dean." Dean Bai, why do you say that you can only be regarded as half a person? ”

Zhao Jiayan really felt that he was proud of being favored by Dean Bai, and this pride was growing irrepressibly.

Even if she said that it was unsatisfactory, he felt that what he said was really reasonable, and he should describe himself in this way.

The room was dark, and Dean Bai closed her arrogant, destructive eyes.

She said leisurely, "Why can the slave family only be half a person, because the slave family is only half a person now." ”

Dean Bai's words, Zhao Jiayan felt the grief and indignation of breaking through the sky.

Angry at the sky is unfair, angry at the sky.

His eyes were red, and he was furious.

The hand was raised violently, and he wanted to stand up for this woman's unfair shooting.

"The slave needs your help, and needs you to pick up the drawing knife and stab it in the heart. It takes a drop of blood in your heart to help the slave family complete the final transformation. ”

Dean Bai's voice was ethereal, as if coming from outside the sky.

Zhao Jiayan's anger all turned into sympathy for Dean Bai in this wonderful ethereal voice.

The most unfair thing in the world is that Dean Bai can only become half a person!

Dean Bai seemed to be whispering something, and a wave of grief and indignation surged from Zhao Jiayan's heart.

Sympathy turned to action, and his hand grabbed the drawing knife and stabbed it down to the heart.

Heaven is unfair, I will give you justice.

Dean Bai's low groan was like silk, wrapping around Zhao Jiayan's whole body.

The knife did not reach the handle.

Dean Bai's murmur slowly disappeared, and the two eyes were fixed on the black hilt of the drawing knife on Zhao Jiayan's chest.

Tai Chi heart, at this time, suddenly beat rapidly.

"Boom."