There is a corpse king lying on the big bed of Haimengwan Business Hotel, he is polite and polite, and he has a feeling of poetry and books. In the top novel, this is a scholar, compared with some third-rate Internet writers such as idle chess pieces, like a beggar and an emperor in new clothes, you can see the difference at a glance.

His name is Junjie, the youngest professor of Chinese since the founding of a university. He can have today's achievements all on his own hard work, and it has nothing to do with his principal father, yes, not at all.

The bed in the hotel was very soft, and the corpse king Junjie looked at the two young female zombies who were walking around the house, but he didn't have any impression in his mind.

The two female zombies are not very old, that is, the age when they have just entered college, and the one wearing clothes still has the school emblem on her body.

A professor and two female students? Well, they must be studying at the Sea Dream Bay Business Hotel.

But he doesn't remember this qiē Junjie, and now he is very distressed.

Two or three weeks ago, a yellow-haired zombie came to his territory with a herd of more than 10,000 corpses and gave him a multiple-choice question.

"Surrender or die!"

This yellow-haired erector is too arrogant, my Junjie seven-foot man, full of poetry and books, how can he be reluctant between life and death? Of course, the instinct of the creature made him choose to surrender.

After contributing a third of the number of corpses, Huang Mao left a tattoo on Junjie's arm - the Brand of the Corpse King.

Since then, good fortune seems to have never favored him again.

A few days ago, two more zombies rushed into his territory, one large and one small, a man and a woman. The first peak of the male stage, and the second stage of the female seem to have undergone a second mutation.

With such a zombie with unlimited potential, how could the wise Junjie Corpse King let it go, he immediately led the corpse group to surround them.

"Surrender or die!"

When he conveyed such a meaning with a good feeling for himself, the two zombies simply chose to fight hard!

Wait, maybe I didn't express what I meant clearly, and when I hesitated, the two zombies had already killed a bloody road. This angered the Junjie Corpse King, in line with the idea that if I can't get your soul, I will also get your body.

Junjie Corpse King ordered the corpses to chase and kill, and blocked them in a mobile phone store, which was several days. Zombies are tireless, and when they decide something, they become quite persistent.

Getting up from the big bed, the Junjie Corpse King walked down the stairs leisurely, he hadn't eaten for so many days, and the two zombies should choose to surrender.

Every cell in the body is filled with a literary and artistic atmosphere of the Junjie corpse king, wandering in a good sense of self. Unhurried, like a noble lord patrolling the territory, with his head tilted, even if he becomes a zombie, he must proudly face fate.

However, fate mercilessly dealt him a heavy blow.

In the mobile phone store, the two zombies actually held on, and what surprised him even more was that the powerful mutant zombie who was strong enough to occupy the store's façade actually broke through.

Under the desperate situation and pressure, he broke through to the second stage, and it was still a very rare advanced evolution, and his ** strength had increased several times compared to before.

It's been a few days, and it's too much waste for hundreds of my subordinates.

Angry at the crown, Junjie Corpse King mobilized all the zombies in the territory, if these two guys still don't surrender today, then their blood-colored crystal nuclei will become the corpse king's meal.

More than 2,000 zombies gathered in the territory from all directions, and the atmosphere was solemn, and even the wind was dyed solemn.

The two zombies in the mobile phone store were scarred, and although the big man had just broken through, he had a huge wound with a broken wound, and I really didn't know how he stood up.

Behind him, a relatively petite female zombie with sharp claws in her hands, also covered in blood. Her condition looked even worse, several of the wounds that had been bitten out had been severely infected, her left leg was unnaturally bent, three claws on her hand bones had been broken, and the rest were also covered with cracks, and she didn't know how many lives she had to harvest to break her claws that had been strengthened many times.

The agility mutant zombie's body recovery speed is far less than that of the strength mutant zombie, so her injuries are even worse than they seem.

The corpses gathered more and more, and the place was surrounded by water.

The two zombies also seem to understand that today may be the last day.

The secondary mutant stands on one foot on his right leg, and his two arms hold Xiaohua's thick arms.

"Roar. The puzzled little flower shook off the secondary mutants, pointed at the growing group of corpses, hammered the floor, and smashed the bricks on the ground.

The secondary mutant who was thrown off was not annoyed, and still ran over to hold Xiaohua's arm.

This is the second zombie that can be fully trusted in addition to the zombie, which is very down-to-earth and safe.

In fact, when they were just chased by the corpses here, the secondary mutant had already escaped from the encirclement, but the bulky little flower was trapped in the corpse group. At this time, the secondary mutant turned back again, and even she didn't know why she would do such a thing that defied biological instinct.

The two zombies fought together, and finally managed to hold each other back, but it was almost impossible to escape.

The attack became more and more ferocious, and the secondary mutant of Stage 2 did not know how many he had killed. Until one leg was grabbed by a zombie, she was like a butterfly with folded wings, unable to dodge smartly, and a pair of bloodstained hands grabbed her, trying to tear off her legs, so that she could no longer run.

At this moment, Xiaohua, who had been silent and was protected by her, broke out. The power-type mutation breaks through the barrier, evolves at a high level, and reaches Stage 2!

When this big guy, who was always bullied by her but never fought back, rushed over to save her like crazy with red eyes and madness, a very peculiar feeling sprouted in her heart.

Sour, sweet, painful, warm.

Indescribable, but she's wanted to stay with this big guy ever since.

Even if you die together, it's fine. hugged a little tightly, and the wound on Xiaohua's arm flowed blood again, this big man was still stunned at this time, and he didn't understand what the other party was doing after thinking about it for a long time.

After the corpses outside the mobile phone store were assembled, Junjie's corpse king swept over the corpses of crooked melons and cracked dates like a military parade, and a clear and graceful corpse roar sounded the horn of attack.

More than 2,000 zombies can really attack Xiaohua and the secondary mutants, and there are only a dozen of them in front, but they really can't stand the shamelessness of the sea of corpses tactics.

The wheels are fighting without stopping. Although zombies are tireless, they are also living beings, and maintaining high-intensity combat requires squeezing out the already small amount of energy in the body, and they are overdrawing the vitality of life.

The wounds continued to grow, the blood blurred the vision, and everything turned red.

The claws of the secondary mutant broke again, thudging like a broken string, and the little flower turned around and roared, but the corpses scattered them.

The petite figure was submerged, and Xiaohua ran wildly, but his genetic ability had long been overdrawn, and his internal organs were exhausted, and he was actually almost at the end of his life.

Jun Jie Corpse King looked at the still dying Xiaohua and the secondary mutant elegantly and indifferently, and he dispersed the will of the Corpse King, once again sending a message of whether he was willing to surrender to him.

However, even before he died, he received a clear rejection.

Why don't you want to surrender to me, have you ever seen a stronger and better corpse king than me?

Annoyed and angry, he will serve the corpses with all his might, and if he is unwilling to surrender, then he will be torn to pieces!

The corpses were like a tide, surrounding two zombies, one large and one small. The cold wind stained the blood and blew through Xiaohua's round eyes.

He finally fell, and the zombies gnawed at his body, and when he saw his bones, he didn't have the strength to move his fingers.

But Xiaohua didn't feel the pain, and suddenly the figure of another zombie appeared in her mind, that majestic, domineering, cold-blooded, powerful, as if she could do anything.

"Feast Corpse King - Level Suppression!"

No, it should be a dream......