Chapter 403 The Terrifying Castle Owner (63)
Outside the house, bloody corpses were scattered in rows, and roars and growls resounded through the sky.
The house was quiet and peaceful.
The boy with a crazy gene performed a monologue, and the only audience member closed his eyes.
"Sister, sister..."
The murmuring was paranoid and deep in her bones, like a blood-stained flute that kept playing the notes, and then turned into a solid iron chain that tightly wrapped around her abdomen.
Unable to hide or escape, the binding becomes tighter and tighter.
Chen Yuan closed his eyes, his expression was indifferent and he was not moved at all.
But at this moment, her mind was filled with the sound of Wangzai's mechanical prompt, one after another.
[The target person's favorability value reaches 60%! ]
[The target person's favorability value reaches 65%! ]
[The target person's favorability value reaches 70%! ]
Every time Fu Qi called her in this tone, his favorability level would rise by one level, and the speed was astonishing.
Chen Yuan couldn't see any obvious changes in the favorability progress bar, so naturally she couldn't tell how excited Wangzi was at the moment.
She covered herself with the quilt, curled up on the other side of Fu Qi, and watched the slowly moving pointer on the wall quietly.
It's a strange yet common phenomenon that time seems to flow slower the more you look.
Fu Qi followed Chen Yuan's gaze and understood.
"With the skills of the other two, it won't be difficult for them to survive the zombie tide. You don't need to worry about them."
"Besides, they have time to find tools to protect themselves, or even make traps. If they're lazy, they deserve to be eaten."
Everything is determined by fate. Even if he dies, it has nothing to do with his sister or him.
Fu Qi didn't understand why Chen Yuan was wasting time and energy on irrelevant people.
For him, the only person who could affect his emotions, apart from his blood relatives, was Shen Yuan.
After saying that, Shen Yuan turned her head to look at him, her dark and slender eyebrows slightly wrinkled.
Fu Qi: "What? Sister, are you going to say I'm cruel again?"
Shen Yuan shook his head and explained softly: "No, I just feel that this is not something you can say."
Even though they had not been together for long, she knew that Fu Qi had almost no empathy, let alone considering things from the perspective of Tan Qing and others.
Shen Yuan was really surprised that he could say this.
Meeting Chen Yuan's clear and bright eyes, Fu Qi's eyes darkened. He grabbed her slender white wrist and pressed her under him.
Then, there was a warmth on my neck.
The puppy buried its furry head in its owner's arms, a hug without any erotic meaning.
Then, Fu Qiweng said in a solemn voice
"If you want, I'm willing to be a good person."
He gave the key to Ah Heng and asked him to open the passage gate at the last moment to let the remaining people leave.
He only hoped that his sister would look at him more.
He has learned his lesson. He will not lock up his sister forever. He only wants a moment.
One day, he will bring his sister home and back to her world.
As expected, he didn't get an answer from Shen Yuan.
Because Shen Yuan didn't want to lie to him.
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On the other side, the piled up haystacks did not affect the blood corpses' judgment because they relied on their noses, not their eyes.
Fortunately, a lot of pungent black oil was sprinkled on the ground, which not only affected the blood corpses' sense of smell, but also made it difficult for them to move.
Because it's too slippery.
The time of death of each body is different, and the degree of decay of the body is also different.
Most of the dead were refugees who did not even have straw sandals to wear. Most of their feet were rotten and infested with maggots, and they slipped when they stepped on the black oil.
After finally getting up, he took a step forward and immediately knocked down his fellow blood corpses around him, leaving them covered in iron nails.
One after another, like the first domino being pushed down, chaos ensued.
This scene reminded Wang Ting of her favorite game - Plants vs. Zombies.
This is how the zombies in the game walk, stupid and cute.
"roar!"
Suddenly, a bloody mouth appeared in front of her and bit Wang Ting's head fiercely.
The distance was so close that Wang Ting could even see bloody meat strands stuck between her teeth, and a strong stench rushed into her nose.
She was so frightened that her face turned pale, and her legs seemed to be frozen in place. She could only watch as the mouth bit down on her head.
The next second, with a thud, the blood corpse was tripped by the black oil on the ground and fell to the ground. Its head hit the guardrail of the confinement room, and it was stunned.
It turned out that it had just seen Wang Ting hiding in the corner through the gap in the haystack. Seeing that this delicious little lamb was not afraid of it but was very curious, it immediately became angry.
How can this be?
I was scared to death when I saw them a few days ago, but now I’m not afraid of them anymore?
Don’t these blood corpses have any dignity?
So it roared at Wang Ting decisively, which scared her silly and made it faint.
"Why do I feel that the blood corpse tonight is not as fierce as yesterday."
Not only Wang Jianguo, but even Wen Yan noticed this obvious change.
Not only is he not as fierce, compared to last night, he can even be called docile.
Looking at the clumsy appearance of the blood corpses as they kept slipping on the black oil, Wen Yan felt that their faces became more handsome.
Humans are animals that easily forget the pain once the wound heals.
Tan Qing frowned and observed for a while, and suddenly the face that was overly sinister but also superior to ordinary people emerged in his mind.
Could it be him?
Reason told him that it was impossible, but intuition told him that he was right.
In any case, the last night was much more comfortable than they had imagined.
Time passed minute by minute, nerves were highly tense, and after more than three hours of hard work, looking at the clock hand that was about to reach midnight, Wen Yan finally dared to breathe a sigh of relief.
It's finally over.
She swallowed hard, the saliva stuck in her throat, and leaned against the wall, only to find that her back was covered in cold sweat, and the wet fabric stuck tightly to her clothes, making her feel a little uncomfortable.
Although these blood corpses behaved very clumsily, the four big words "last night" still had a great effect on scaring them.
I was afraid that if something went wrong, all my efforts would be wasted.
His legs felt weak and as midnight got closer, Wen Yan's heartbeat suddenly started to beat violently, becoming extremely excited.
With the hope of escape so close at hand, my body couldn't remain calm.
Wang Jianguo was also breathing heavily. He held Wang Ting's hand and pressed him against the wall, then touched her forehead with his big hand.
"Hold on a little longer, and we'll be able to leave soon."
"Are you afraid?"
Even though he had deliberately lowered his voice, the uncontrollable trembling of his voice still revealed his restlessness at the moment.
Half excited, half panicked.
He didn't dare to experience the feeling of being so close yet so empty.
Wang Ting hugged Wang Jianguo's neck tightly, snuggled in his arms and nodded.
"Dad, I'm not afraid."
The rough, dark palm fell on Wang Ting's broken limb. Even though the wound has healed, the scar cannot be erased. The pain will accompany her and leave a shadow in her dreams at midnight.
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