Suddenly.................. The zombie in the suit stopped, did not speak at all, and the large army behind him also stopped. There is a nice beach in front, and there is a small dilapidated house on the beach, which looks like it has been ravaged by the sea breeze and is about to collapse, and there is a chair in front of the house, and the chair is quite sturdy.

The zombie in the suit walked back, looking at the nearest young zombie next to him, wearing a long-sleeved sweatshirt, his body was full of bitten pits, the clothes under his body were torn, and the internal organs inside were almost invisible, only a miserable empty shell.

The zombie in the suit directly ripped off his two hands, tore off the sweatshirt on one hand, and then handed one of his hands to the black zombie.

"According to ~~ special. ”

The black zombie probably understood, opened his mouth and began to bite. He eats a lot of food, but his eating appearance is not of any standard, he only cares about putting it in his mouth, and he doesn't care about anything else. The zombie in the suit walked to the bench on the beach with two pieces of sweatshirt. Then he spread the sleeve of a sweatshirt to the bench and sat down again.

They sat neatly on the benches, facing the sea. Take out a box of shoe polish from your bag............ Then tear off a small piece of sweatshirt, put another sleeve on the ground, take off your shoes and step on it with your bare feet, which is also to avoid getting your feet dirty. Then I used the small piece of sweatshirt to dip some shoe polish and wipe it on the shoes.

The zombies behind them couldn't be seen, they only knew that adopting corpses made them stop. As for the black zombies, they don't want to care at all, they have something to eat in their hands, so they can't care too much. Of course, one hand was not enough, and he ripped off a leg from the poor young zombie just now, until he was full.

And the most important thing for zombies in suits is to keep their shoes shiny, rub them carefully, and wipe them slowly until their faces can be reflected on their shoes. Then use the same method to change to another shoe and continue to wipe.

When the shoes were polished, the zombie in the suit didn't care about the hand next to him at all, lifted his wand and walked to the side of the black zombie, and then turned around: "Dog~~~." ”

The zombie in the suit continued to lead the large army forward, the roar slowly turned into simple and difficult words, and after the large army passed, only a one-legged zombie was left almost trampled into flesh, and slowly shrunk up with the leg whose bones were almost completely broken, and then slowly straightened, the chin stretched forward, and then retracted again. This movement was very laborious, but it could only advance a few centimeters, which was completely unable to keep up with the speed of the large army, but it was still trying, trying to rub forward. There is no hatred in my head that I have been eaten two hands and one leg, only the idea of keeping up with the army.

Walking in the front, the zombie in the suit felt an incomparable pride and pride, holding a wand in his right hand, which he hadn't used much recently, but as long as he waved it casually, it would produce a very powerful power. Although it is different every time, it is a pleasant surprise every time. The leprechaun on his shoulder sang softly.

"Walk in the Irish Highlands, the battle flag sworn by life, with the sound of bagpipes, fight! Walking in the frozen water, I searched at the bottom of the lake, and with my tears gathered my heart, sleep! Walking in the dark forest, I saw the 'light and shadow', the crowd living in the cracks, rise up! Walking in the night of the full moon, the moonlight is bright, not very embarrassing, victory! ..................”

This leprechaun was not a high elf, but one of the lowest, the size of a palm. A true High Elf should be indistinguishable from a human. Take off your wings, put on your clothes, be agile, quick, accurate, intelligent, and have innate strength and magic. And most importantly...... The High Elves are either peerless beauties or peerless handsome guys.

This leprechaun is rare, a 'mind' with the ability to speak to any species, even stones and trees. 'Minds' are rare, and if they develop into High Elves, they can see directly into other people's hearts and know what you're thinking, even without speaking. The most powerful Higher Minds can even create illusions and completely control ordinary mortals, even powerful vampires. If there is no strong inner resistance, the body will become a puppet of others.

The goblin is singing, and the zombies behind him can hear it. All the female elves are excellent soprano singers, they are not better together because they are all beautiful, not than the body because they are almost the most standard figure, not younger because the years are a meaningless thing for them, they are compared to the singing voice. The most beautiful singing voice in the world of elves, will be respected.

Male elves all have strong agility and speed, but have a slight bit of 2 goods. They like to compare strength...... Being more powerful than mortals is also an honor for elves, but compared to other supernatural creatures, elves are actually very weak, they are good at ranged and do not like melee combat. But male elves like to compete with others for strength, and their favorite game is 'wrist wrestling'.

The zombie in the suit also hummed to the rhythm of the goblin, but it could barely utter a normal word in its mouth, and although there was some progress, the zombie in the suit still had no way to get rid of its own kind boundaries. The black zombie behind him just saw the world, and felt that everything was so new, and he liked everything in this world. A whole new sense gave him a completely different experience. Because it was the zombie in a suit walking in front of him, his movements were very chic and handsome, and the black zombie was trying his best to imitate it. And the little goblin on his shoulder, which is really cute and moving.

In this way, the zombies in suits led the two marching corpse troops of the division to the south along the coastline. This was Mary's order, and the zombie in the suit didn't know why he just wanted to abide by this agreement, in fact, he didn't understand it at all, but he subconsciously knew that he had to go in this direction. From Clifford, head towards Waterville. I don't know how much time it will take along the way.

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