"......" Undercity, in Veronara's room, she was quietly looking in the mirror, looking at the beautiful face in the mirror, but she couldn't be happy.

Since she regained her vision, her favorite thing to do is to look in the mirror, there is not much difference between herself in the mirror and when she was alive, there is no carrion, there is no skin that is reflected in the lilac by the power of the necromancy, as long as she drinks blood, her skin will be filled with a faint flush, and her body is also hot, like a slightly drunk girl, as if she is alive again.

But now, after both sight and hearing, the sense of touch has also awakened again, and the sense of touch is the strongest of the five senses, and the sense of touch enables people to obtain all kinds of feelings of pleasure and pain, as well as the common name of pain and happiness, and people without touch are like they have not lived.

The most nostalgic thing for the dead is the sense of touch.

But today, on this day that should have been ecstatic, Veronara was frowning, for the simple reason that she was suspicious, and that she was jealous of the Queen and all her sisters.

Although the banshees who were familiar with the Lich King's control methods had examined her body many times and could basically determine that Zhang Li did not control her mentally in terms of spirit, she was still not trusted.

Some people suspect that Zhang Li may have a completely different method of mind control from the Lich King, and some people suspect that he really doesn't control her now, but he may have left a back hand, and he will suddenly exercise control when he can't keep it.

Suspicion of a person can always find a thousand reasons, Veronara is bitter and can't say.

"It's all that bastard......" Thinking of Zhang Li, Veronara took a sip hatefully, but then her face turned red, and her eyes were a little flustered, it was really strange, it was clear that the slut had humiliated Queen Xi in every possible way and put her in a situation of suspicion, but she did not have the idea of disgust, but had an inexplicable throbbing.

She didn't know if it was the throbbing of love, she only felt her heart beating faster, her mouth was dry, and she always had an inexplicable desire for Zhang Li.

"Damn! I! I won't like him!" Veronara said hatefully, of course she wouldn't like Zhang Li, no woman would like a guy who kicked herself into the dirt with one kick, every time she thought of that scene, she wanted to tear Zhang Li alive, but what was the matter with this mood now?

"I definitely won't like him, it's definitely not like!" Veronara's eyes widened suddenly, and she suddenly remembered what Zhang Li had said that he didn't have the ability to forcibly control vampires, he would only make vampires feel close to him.

Everything seemed to be clear, and she hurried to Queen Xi to tell her about it.

As for whether she could regain trust with this unconvincing argument, she didn't know, but she had to try.

However, in fact, that feeling is indeed not love, but it is not pure intimacy, it is actually the desire for Zhang Li's blood, Veronara still returned to the body halfway through refining, the blood connection between her and Zhang Li is not strong, unlike Green Zombie, this guy has been sticking to Zhang Li's side almost all day long since his wisdom was opened, just to drink a little of his blood.

Zhang Li's qi and blood are not strong, and it is not a big supplement for high-level zombies like black-haired zombies, but it is extremely delicious and addictive.

Because they are refined with his blood, his blood is connected with the spirit of the zombie, and drinking his blood will make the zombie have a feeling of high spirit.

This can be regarded as a sequelae of the blood refining method, the zombie baby is very eager for the blood of the master, if you don't give it to him, it will make trouble, if the strength is insufficient, maybe you will put yourself in.

But Zhang Li was obviously not afraid of Dracula, in the face of this unlucky thing who was obviously a big man and was still playing coquettish at his feet, he kicked him in the face, but Dracula's strength has made great progress, he didn't kick, and then this guy actually hit the snake and crawled with a stick, hugged his feet and wanted to kiss, but his disgusting goosebumps fell to the ground.

Zhang Li's feet directly blackened and broke free, and then under his instructions, a group of werewolves beat Dracula with a fat beating.

After turning into a black zombie, Dracula's strength has advanced to about five bulls, and given that he has just evolved, there will definitely be room for promotion in the future, and after evolution, his body is even harder than even a delicate powder gun, and Zhang Li is not easy to hurt him with wolf teeth and ink fountain lines.

But he couldn't stand the wolves, and after a while he began to wail.

Zhang Li waved his hand, and the werewolf who beat him dispersed, leaving Dracula looking at him aggrievedly, with a small puppy look that couldn't get food.

"If you want to drink my blood, it's easy, as long as you are obedient, you can do whatever I tell you to do, I can't reward you for drinking a little. Zhang Li thinks that it is a good thing to have desire, and only those who have desire are easy to control, but if desire defeats reason, it is not good, it must be trained, and if it is useless, then it must be disposed of.

Dracula's performance pleased him, and he was in awe, knowing that it was good to get what he wanted by asking instead of taking it, so he decided to reward him with a few drops of blood.

At this time, two days had passed since he left the battlefield of Okusan, and he had only just seen the shadow of the wall of Soradin two days by land.

They were so slow to car, let alone support the Seventh Army Corps in the past, and they had just crossed the crossroads even if they were marching quickly.

However, Riptide Fort should still be able to hold on, their outer wall was breached because of the Syndicate's plot, and now in Urn City, they will inevitably strengthen their defenses, and it is not so easy for ogres to break through the inner city.

But in fact, the people were not attacking the city at all these days, because the defeat was too sudden, only a part of the army of Riptide Fort had time to withdraw into the urn city, and most of the other people and a few soldiers who did not have time to evacuate were stuck outside.

The ogres don't care about the people in the urn these days, they have been partying, just keep a few key points, and then they can happily go in and find food.

The poor "food" can only hide in Tibet, but the amount of "food" is too much, and the tall walls that once protected them are now cages, and can only be sent into cauldrons in droves.

"They didn't protect us!" a man yelled angrily somewhere in the city, and his voice was not afraid to attract ogres.

"We pay them taxes!Let them exploit us!, so that they can protect us!, but what about reality!?" This guy has many companions around him, who keep order and distribute rough food to the people they have gathered.

A city must not be planted, I have never seen a city with a vegetable field in the circle, that affects the appearance of the city too much.

The food they need daily is brought in from outside, and now that the city has been breached, the supply will naturally be cut off, and in just a few days, there are already people with hungry eyes turned green, maybe there are still some food reserves in the urn city, but these people can't enter the urn city, and the ogre can guard the avenue.

The preacher was very skilled, and soon, the unwitting commoners gathered their anger on the nobles of Riptide, after all, the city fell so quickly that most people didn't know why the city gates were lost.

In fact, neither Raven Horton nor the officials of Fort Riptide knew that the culprit behind the fall of the city gate was the remnants of the Syndicate.