Fang Yuanyuan was so frightened by Xiao Li's gaze that she shut her mouth and wisely dared not say anything more, silently following behind Xiao Li.
At least if I follow Xiao Li, I can still see my classmate Xiao Ming.
"A human being, living among zombies..."
The middle-aged man, number 9, was dragged on the ground, his body covered in black blood, his eyes filled with mockery.
They slaughtered humans and used human bodies for all sorts of experiments; they were cruel, but they were never subordinate to zombies.
Their goal is to control zombies and rise above hordes of zombies, zombie kings, and even zombie emperors.
They despise humans who obey the orders of zombies for the sake of their own lives.
"Still better than you!"
Fang Yuanyuan saw the sarcasm in the eyes of the middle-aged man number 9, but she didn't feel despised. Instead, she became even more determined.
She was determined to become Xiaoming's right-hand woman, so that he would notice her presence.
She wanted to be the only light in Xiaoming's dark life.
This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
There were no women around him, only cold zombies, and she would be the one to soothe his soul.
Love makes people blind.
Fang Yuanyuan had automatically filtered out the lingering pain from her injuries and ignored why she had been imprisoned and guarded by the zombie king, Xiao Li.
"You wait here."
In the blink of an eye, Xiao Li dragged the middle-aged man, number 9, to the vicinity of an abandoned house.
Fang Yuanyuan panicked as soon as she heard this. She knew that Xiao Li must be going to find Xiao Ming, and her biggest hope in following Xiao Li was to catch a few more glimpses of Xiao Ming.
Just trying to make my presence known.
If we don't let her go, how else can she make her presence felt?
"I want to see Xiaoming!"
Fang Yuanyuan pursed her thin lips and raised her voice slightly.
She thought, even just one more glance would be enough.
Xiao Ming, now the Zombie King, looks more mature and charming.
He used to be warm and sunny, but now he looks very melancholy.
But it also carries an invisible air of dominance that surpasses all living beings.
Even though Xiaoming disliked her, she couldn't help but take a few more glances.
At least I can die in peace.
After just a few glances, one would be willing to give their life for him and do anything for him.
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