Certificate of Conformity

Chen Heng quietly observes the opposite youth. Compared with the adult man's body shape, the youth's skeleton is a little slender, and the appearance of a smile and a smile makes his whole person look gentle and quiet, and it is easy for others to let go. His skin is excellent in human beings, his skin is fair, his lips are red and white, and his eyes are bright when he laughs. Anyone who sees him must stop for a moment. Who can think of such a person as a robot.

Lovers?

The man narrowed his eyes, he is now a zombie, the only advantage is that you don't need to use expression to cover yourself, because the zombie's facial expression is not rich enough, most of the time is cold and serious, at this time his shrugging, no emotion The ground asked: "So?"

Gu looked at it, the smile on his face faded, and confirmed it again:

"Do you really remember nothing?"

"Yes."

Chen Heng is now ignorant of the story of this world. If he comes over and climbs with him, will he believe it? Even if this Gu Xing is really the lover of the Zombie King, it is also the romantic debt that the original owner has made, and has nothing to do with him.

The opposite youth looked down for a moment, and seemed to understand what it was, and the smile in his eyes grew stronger.

"In the past, those unpleasant memories have been forgotten."

He walked over to Chen Heng’s side and placed the gun in his hand on the man’s shoulder. He took the whole person into his arms and warmed it before the man stretched his claws to tear his face. The lips are against his lips. "Welcome to your return, my zombie king."

Chen Heng had doubts about the words of the youth. Now he heard that he clearly stated his identity. He stopped resisting and basically confirmed that this search had some friendship with the zombie king. After all, his face is full of pustules, ugly, and he can recognize him at a glance.

Gu Xun brought Chen Heng to a temporary base he built at the Sinker Base – a huge and empty underground city.

The exterior of the dungeon is wrapped in special metal, and oxygen is transported through the pipes in the metal. Chen Heng did not feel depressed when he walked inside. If you ignore the appearance of the surrounding silver-white metal texture, it is no different from the survivor base.

From time to time, the glare of the air flashed through, and Chen Heng was stunned by the light. When he reached a corner, a flying diamond-shaped flying knife was directed at him. Chen Heng habitually raised his hand, just want to move, and Gu Xian first took the diamond-shaped blade in one step.

Hey.

The sound of the machine came from the ear, and Chen looked at it with constant eyes. Gu’s right hand didn’t know when it became a robot. The whole body was silver and white, and the five fingers could match the sharpest cutting machine, but the diamond was one second. The flying knife is turned into a powder and dissipated in the air.

Chen Heng blinked and looked at the past. The hand changed back to the normal manpower, delicate and white, and also showed a healthy faint pink. It’s amazing, even in the real world, there are no such powerful humanoid weapons.

He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he looked at it and changed his mind. The original eyes that were still hidden in the smile were instantly turned into the coldest ice, looking in a certain direction, with metal in the voice. Mechanical texture: "Under the South, you are more and more arrogant."

Looking along the line of sight, in the right rear position, I don’t know when a figure appeared. Chen Heng cast his gaze on the other’s face. When he saw the face that was exactly the same as himself, Rao was Chen. Constant has always been surprised to be calm.

How can there be such a similar face in the world.

Whether it is the five senses or the figure, or even the expression of action, it is exactly the same as the real world.

Looking at the face that is exactly the same as myself, Chen Heng’s heart has a subtle feeling, which makes people feel unpleasant.

The man named Jienan fell to the ground directly and apologized: "I'm sorry, I just lost my mind, not deliberately colliding with you."

Chen Heng listened, and the smile on his lips was cold. He saw it very clearly. The weapon was clearly directed at him. It seems that this solution seems to have a lot of hostility towards him. Thinking of this, he stood by the side of Gu Xun, and he looked at the fun. He wanted to see how Gu Xun would handle this.

To his surprise, Gu seeked to directly hand over the punishment to himself. "Heng, how do you want to punish him?"

Chen Heng stunned, looking for his name, he thought, is the name of the zombie king also called Chen Heng? Putting this doubt in the bottom of his heart, Chen Heng smiled and said: "Forget it, he is not intentional." This solution is still useful. He also wants to find out why the other person has the same face as him.

"Oh, when did you become so generous?" The tone of the relatives was fun, looking for the lips and reappearing a relaxed smile.

I noticed that the squatting figure on the ground was stiff, and Chen Heng thought thoughtfully. It seems that this solution seems to like the quest around him.

"You must step back."

Looking for a cold and underground command, Jienan listened, licked his lips, and after returning a voice, he retired and retired. Before leaving, he went to Chen Heng for a look, his expression was complicated, his eyes were hidden. Awkward look.

Chen Heng was taken to his room by the search. The room was full of all kinds of sophisticated mechanical equipment. A large European-style bed only occupied a small area of ​​the room.

He stood in front of the instruments and observed for a moment. They were all high-tech weapons, some of which were semi-finished products, but even semi-finished products could not be underestimated. He accidentally touched the machine while he was fiddling with the machine. What switch, three fingers were cut off on the spot.

Fortunately, he is a zombie king. There is no pain. After four fingers and **** are connected, he bends his finger slightly. When he puts down his hand, his gaze is attracted by a wooden box with a gorgeous pattern in the corner. He walked to the wooden box, the wooden box was locked, and he stroked it gently with his claws, and the delicate brass lock was smashed to the ground in half.

The floor was covered with thick carpets, and the sound was not loud. Chen Heng calmly opened the wooden box. When he saw all kinds of strange-shaped **** clothes in the wooden box, his mouth twitched and his face turned black and blue.

A chuckle rang from the ear: "Heng, you can't wait to relive the old dream with me?"

Chen Heng put the wooden box on it, and got up and turned to Gu Xun. The young man’s eyes were bent into a bridge, and he blinked at Chen Heng’s eyes, his smile full of color.

"..."

Putting his eyes on the basin in the hands of the young man, Chen Heng raised his eyebrows and transferred the topic: "What are you doing?"

"Help you wash your face."

Said, the young man pushed Chen Heng to the bed and sat down, wring the water in the towel, carefully wiped out the things on the man's face, and waited until the man recovered the original face, he would towel Throwing it into the basin, he pushed it and pushed Chen Heng to the bed and pressed it against him.

Chen Heng looks the same, looking at the youth on the body; "You brought me back, just to go to bed with me?"

The young man pulled his mouth and his eyes were thick and confused. "I am saving you."

"Ok?"

"Oh, I forgot your memory loss." Gu Xun leaned over and kissed Chen Heng's nose. It seemed to think of something. He didn't mean to say: "You should have heard a lot of yourself during this time. Legend has it that the world has said that zombie kings are cruel and murderous, and they miss the most important point."

He pressed Chen Heng's lips and murmured: "The zombie king has a strong sexual desire. He likes to go to the night and spring. You haven't had to go to bed these days. Should you endure hard work?"

"..."

It was right by the youth, perhaps because it continued the charm of the third world. His body was sensitive and impulsive. In the past month, he has been using other things to divert the attention of the body, but the heat in the body is entangled. With him, his self-control is about to endure the limit.

Gu Xun saw the repression and struggle in Chen Heng’s eyes. He laughed at himself and did not continue to move the action. Instead, he turned and lay around Chen Heng.

"Being ai is a thing that can make you feel good and happy. I won't force you. If you want, feel free to ask me."

"..."

Chen Heng took a deep breath and barely calmed the body's instigation. He took a deep breath and asked: "Can you tell me, where is my heart?"