Chapter Seventy-Nine, Are Both of Them Vampires.

The fox looked up suspiciously, let go of Lingzhi with a trembling arm, and gently placed her on the ground, before he could say that good sentence.

He was kicked by Jorchen and stumbled.

Yoerchen pulled Lingzhi into his arms with one hand, and wrapped his arms around her waist.

Lingzhi almost wanted to roll her eyes, but now she didn't have the strength to roll her eyes.

I don't know how much blood the nightmare drank from her, her head was groggy all the time, unable to think.

"No wonder he said that you are wearing human skin, this body temperature is not much different from his, why is it so cold." Lingzhi's lips were white, and his body trembled involuntarily.

The slender neck was exposed, and on the white skin, the dazzling bruise met Yorchen's eyes, and his eyebrows looked at the nightmare sitting on the ground with deep eyebrows.

"You bit her?"

Wei smiled indifferently and got up from the ground with a little difficulty: "So what, she won't become a zombie, don't you know best?" ”

Lingzhi's drowsy head felt puzzled. But now she just can't think.

Yorchen looked down at her injuries and said in a deep voice, "Heh, it's just dirty." ”

He swept the barely standing Nightmare with contempt and picked Lingzhi out of the castle.

Lingzhi hugged his neck with a shush, and as soon as she left the castle, the winter sun finally sprinkled on her body, bringing her a trace of heat.

She slipped comfortably into Jorchen's arms and fell asleep in the warm sunshine.

As soon as Yoerchen blocked the sunlight, he saw her frown slightly.

I had to walk all the way to bring her back to her 'new base'.

This sleep may be due to the fact that Lingzhi has lost too much blood, and she sleeps very deeply.

The bits and pieces of her dreams made it difficult for her to wake up.

It's been a long time since I've dreamed of that big war.

This dream is long and long.

Grandpa's arms were so warm.

And the strawberry cake made by her niece, which is always so to her taste.

Scene after scene, until the big war.

All her comrades fell to the ground, and her uncle, who had taught her the day before yesterday, had lost his breath.

She was the only one standing under a dark sky, the dragon hovering above her head, looking at her lowly grass spirit.

At that time, she was very glad that she was a plant essence, a 10,000-year-old Ganoderma lucidum.

Although Kaizhi has only been more than ten years, she is still very happy.

She still remembered the dragon's mocking eyes.

Ironically, she looked at the small woman who cut her flesh to save people.

"What if you can save them once, as long as I don't die, you will die after all."

The pain in the dream coincided with the pain of the woman in green last time.

One was kneeling in the barren sea of corpses, holding a wooden sword in his hand. Cutting his body on the ground at once.

And one is ....

This time the dream seems to have been extended.

The last flesh of the woman in green was taken away by a cloud in the sky, leaving only a pool of bright red blood stains soaked in bitter fragrance on the ground.

A pair of pure white boots with gold veins stepped into the filth.

Wisps of golden light collected the blood that was still flowing on the ground into a gem.

She still couldn't see the man's appearance clearly, but she felt that this time, it was different from what she felt before.

Several corpses lying on the ground turned to powder in an instant.

"If you don't wake up again, does that mean you agree?" Yorchen muttered as his lips shouted at the tips of Lingzhi's ears.

Lingzhi's eyelids moved, and he noticed something strange on the tip of his ear, and slapped it with one paw.

"Oh? Still want to hit me? Jorchen grabbed her wrist and said in a dangerous voice.

Lingzhi was so frightened by him that she instantly opened her eyes, and when she saw Yoerchen's face, she was stunned.

How can you kill him, why is this person so difficult to kill.

Seeing her in a daze, Yoerchen pinched her face: "What do you think?" ”

"I want to kill you and eliminate harm for the people." Lingzhi reacted and immediately covered his lips, blinked, and said with a flattering smile: "Wrong, I recognized the wrong person, I thought it was the pervert called Nightmare, hehe." ”

Jorchen gently pinned the broken hair on her forehead behind her ear, pressed it to her ear and said softly, "It's better to be like this." ”

Lingzhi smiled.

Suddenly, an extremely dense "hehe" sound came from outside the door.

It's the voice of a zombie.

Jorchen frowned slightly, and quickly looked at the window.

Wei was still in the black dress of that day, standing by the window and looking at the green skirt that Lingzhi was wearing, frowning slightly with some dissatisfaction, "How can this kind of thing look as good as that wedding dress, your vision is really not as good as ever." ”

He jumped in through the window with a stride and sat down on a stool like a nobleman.

Looking at Lingzhi lying in the bed, the corners of his mouth showed a gentle smile, "I haven't seen you for a few days, you are still so charming, look, even if he knows that you are going to kill him, he is still reluctant to hurt you in the slightest." ”

Lingzhi rolled her eyes, she still remembers that the other party almost sucked her to death, if you want to be able to hold it like this, it can be loaded in a very large garbage bag.

"Why, when you see me happy, your eyes are not good?" Wei looked at Lingzhi with a wicked smile, his slender fingers tapped on the wooden table, and the zombies outside forcibly opened the door as if they had received some instructions.

They squeezed into the small room, but they only stood at the doorway, not daring to go any closer.

"Do you think I'm going to make my dog a bad one? Heh, Nightmare, unless you don't want to live either. Yoerchen forcibly pinched Lingzhi's quilt.

Lingzhi swept over the green ring on his finger and thought of something.

Maybe he was afraid of mint, but he also found a way out for himself.

But will he allow this retreat to be discovered by others?

"How's the city and Herbert?" Lingzhi got out of the quilt and held Jo Erchen's hand anxiously, she was really afraid.

Yoerchen carefully and gently stripped her broken hair, and said softly: "Don't worry, you're not dead yet, isn't this waiting for you to wake up and let you take revenge in person." ”

"Heh, what my brother said is really good, it's not that Herbert threatened you with suicide, you are afraid that the dissection of death is worthless and dragged on to this day, is it necessary to say it so nicely?" Nightmare sat in his chair and fiddled with his dagger.

"Boom".

He slapped the table hard, and the zombies outside suddenly seemed to go berserk and swarmed in, and the green ring on his hand was twisted by Jorchen, and the faint smell of mint filled the room for a while.

But at some point, the nightmare left his place, and in an instant he came to Yorchen and tied his hands to chains.

Lingzhi lay on the quilt and watched all this, and his heart was happy.

As long as the main body of Yorchen is dead, the nightmare will also die, and now that Yorchen is tied up, it is a good time.

Fortunately, the golden hairpin on her head was carefully re-put on by the nightmare, otherwise, there was really no weapon to take advantage of at this time.

Yorchen quickly collapsed and pressed on Lingzhi, who had just wanted to get up, and his teeth slammed against the wound that Lingzhi had just healed.

"Are both of them vampires!"