(Aww... (Okay, here you go)) Fish...
Before he could finish yelling, Qin Zhi's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot, and he interrupted sharply: "Shut up!"
Wen Xinxia was so frightened that she dared not utter a sound, and subconsciously shrank behind the zombie for protection.
Qin Zhi was even angrier when he saw this.
His intense possessiveness made him want to kill this zombie immediately!
The branches around them trembled wildly, and vines sprouted from the soil, poised to burst forth. The little zombie skewered the two fish with a branch, preparing to roast them for Qin Zhi.
Wen Xinxia sensed danger and stayed close to the little zombie.
The vines could no longer be suppressed and suddenly burst out of the ground, heading straight for Wen Xinxia's brain with the force of breaking the wind, aiming to hit him in one strike!
but……
"Ah!" Wen Xinxia was so frightened by the snake-like vines that she sat down on the ground.
The little zombie grabbed the vine's 'head,' its face darkening. "You rascal! It was this that tied me up when I was eating corn!"
He grabbed it and wrapped it around his wrist, intending to pull the vine out by its roots.
Qin Zhi certainly wouldn't harm the little zombie.
But seeing his unfriendly gaze, his right eye twitched, and the vine in the little zombie's hand trembled twice before retracting like an eel, too slippery to hold.
The little zombie was so angry when it saw it disappear into the ground that it stomped its feet twice.
Qin Zhi: "..."
He sat back down by the fire and grilled fish for Qin Zhi.
Wen Xinxia was afraid of the boss's glare and felt safe only by the little zombie's side, so she obediently crouched down next to the little zombie and helped him hold another stick.
The two were very close, their arms almost touching.
The only ones who knew were the eldest brother and the youngest brother.
Those like Qin Zhi, who were unaware of the situation, almost spit fire in their eyes.
He loosened his grip, and the fish fell to the ground, getting covered in dust. He picked up Wen Xinxia and threw him aside. The zombie was thrown around badly, and the fish in his hand flew away. Fortunately, after his mutation, he was just like the little zombie.
The more it falls, the stronger it becomes.
"Ouch... (It hurts so much, Green Crystal Corpse, save me...)"
"Quack".
(Here it comes!)
The little zombie stood in front of Qin Zhi, preventing him from hurting Wen Xinxia any further, and the man's face instantly darkened.
Seeing that the Corn King was angry, Little Lampwick suddenly had a brilliant idea. He went over, stood on tiptoe, and kissed the man on the lips.
The Corn King really enjoys being kissed.
A kiss won't make someone hit you, right?
Qin Zhi's anger flared up, but he froze.
Wen Xinxia witnessed a 'ghost face' instantly turn into a smile.
That speed was comparable to snow in June, and a child's face.
Silly boy... Silly boy kissed me on his own initiative...
Qin Zhi's mind was completely occupied by this sentence.
I'd already forgotten about that annoying zombie.
The little zombie tiptoed and kissed Qin Zhi again, making him overjoyed. He couldn't suppress the smile at the corners of his eyes. He tried to restrain himself and turned his head to the other side, but his peripheral vision kept falling on the little figure, and his eyes kept glancing at it.
He glanced at the little zombie three times and was spotted. The little zombie grinned at him.
Qin Zhi finally couldn't hold back anymore.
If you can't suppress the drooling, just stop trying.
He picked up the little zombie and kissed it, biting it fiercely.
Although Wen Xinxia had become a zombie, he was still conscious. Qin Zhiqin's kiss was too intense and embarrassing, so he coughed heavily involuntarily.
He huddled quietly.
Qin Zhi might not even notice him.
A cough, a doomsday rule, immediately alerted the man, causing him to pull away from the little zombie's open mouth, leaving a trail of silver thread.
Wen Xinxia felt immense pressure instantly. She glanced up and was so frightened that she almost couldn't stand up straight. Zombies, when facing powerful superhumans, experience a kind of bloodline suppression similar to that of divine beasts, and they become afraid.
He backed away, trembling.
The little zombie grabbed the man who was about to kill someone...
Qin Zhi was so strong that the little zombie had to bend over to pull it, its little bottom sticking out in a half-squatting position, which was inexplicably amusing. "Quack quack."
(I've already taken him on as my underling, so you can't hit him.)
Wen Xinxia nodded quickly: "Aww!"
(Yes, I am the Green Crystal Corpse's underling.)
They could understand each other's languages, but Qin Zhi couldn't. Seeing the little zombie protecting Wen Xinxia, the atmosphere became strange. Wen Xinxia trembled and hid behind the armored vehicle, thinking he could escape this calamity.
Before he could even catch his breath, several vines suddenly shot out from behind him, binding him and threatening to strangle him.
Wen Xinxia: "Aaaaaah!!! (Green Crystal Corpse, save me!!!)"
Little Zombie: "..."
"Quack." It pulled Qin Zhi even harder, its body moving from this position to <.
Even his pores were straining, trying to save his corpse. His stupid brain was still thinking, "I've already pulled Qin Zhi back with all my might, so why is my little brother still asking me to save him?"
He was almost too weak to hold on any longer and was about to sit down.
Qin Zhi's temper was about to explode!
The little zombie was actually protecting others, but he didn't want to get angry at him. He was in a state of rage, but dared not be angry for fear of scaring the little zombie.
It's tough on Wen Xinxia.
The vines tightened more and more, and you could hear the sound of bones shifting.
"Aaaaaah... (Help! I'm being strangled...)"
The little zombie stood up, his brows furrowed deeply. What was going on with his little brother? He had already pulled Corn King back, so what was he yelling about?
Let's go and find out.
I've only taken two steps.
His waist was grabbed by a large hand, and his body was lifted into the air and carried away. But he still saw the scene of Wen Xinxia being strangled. The vines were almost cutting into her flesh, like she was wrapped in a rice dumpling. It looked so painful.
The little zombie is very empathetic towards Wen Xinxia.
They were forced to stop croaking like frogs.
The words lingered on his lips, hesitating and turning, before finally uttering, "No... kill..."
"he……"
"He...I...I"
"Little...brother"
He speaks haltingly and his pronunciation is inaccurate. He's gotten used to babbling every day, and sometimes he doesn't speak at all; he's almost forgotten how to speak.
Qin Zhi listened to the little zombie speak human language.
The 'old father' was pleased, holding the baby in one arm with overflowing boyfriend strength, while gently pinching the little zombie's face with the other hand, his smile a mixture of helplessness and annoyance.
"Can't you say something I like to hear? What do you mean, 'your little brother'? Where did you get a little brother? You two don't look alike at all. He's just a zombie, a bad zombie at that, trying to corrupt you. Baby, don't be fooled. Zombies are the worst!"
Qin Zhi brought 100% of his personal emotions with him.
No, his new underling is a very nice guy; he's the one who caught the fish.
He couldn't die; he promised to take him with him.
Even with a rusty little head, honesty remains firmly in mind.
"Little brother, catch... a croaker (fish)."
Qin Zhi really wanted to kill Wen Xinxia.
If he were just an ordinary zombie, he would probably be dead by now, but he was infected by the little zombie, which changed his physical condition, so he is still barely breathing.
The little zombie insisted on protecting him, and Qin couldn't persuade him otherwise, so he sighed.
The vines binding Wen Xinxia disappeared.
Using the fire he had lit, he boiled a bottle of water and set up a few ears of corn to roast. The little zombie didn't understand why Qin Zhi would put such delicious corn on the fire to roast.
What a waste!
!
He was eating corn, his mouth was so full he couldn't speak. He thought he'd talk to the Corn King properly after he finished eating, that he shouldn't waste it like this, that the Corn King didn't like it, but he did.
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