I Am a Taoist Priest in Hollywood

"By the way, I read in the news that there was an accident on a plane flying from country F to country M, and it fell from the air. It's too bad luck, fortunately you weren't in it."

Ling Zhiruo said while flipping through those things.

Chu Feng and Huan Ji couldn't help laughing.

Huan Ji said: "In fact, my husband and I happened to be on that plane.

"what?"

Ling Zhiruo stopped in her hand and exclaimed.

But after looking at Chu Feng and Huan Ji, he lowered his head and continued to look at her things.

Chu Feng laughed and scolded: "You unconscience, you don't know how to care about us. 35

Ling Zhiruo said: "With your abilities, let alone the plane falling, even if the plane explodes, it will be fine.

Besides, you are all just standing here right now, what is there to be concerned about. ""

Chu Feng was speechless, what he said made sense.

"Are you sure you don't listen to what happened after the plane fell?

Chu Feng asked with a smile.

Seeing that Chu Feng's smile and tone are very mysterious, Huan Ji is now interested.

"After the plane fell 460, a lot of things happened. Is it a magical thing?"

Chu Feng smiled without saying a word.

Ling Zhiruo had no choice but to look at Huan Ji.

Huan Ji is an honest person, she tapped her head and said, "It's a very miraculous thing, it can be said that it is unimaginable.

Ling Zhiruo was immediately stunned, "What the hell is going on, Sister Huanji, please tell me quickly."

Huan Ji looked at Chu Feng, and after getting the look that Chu Feng could say, Huan Ji told a series of things about this trip in its entirety.

During this period, Ling Zhiruo opened her mouth from time to time, exclaiming repeatedly.

After Huan Ji had finished speaking, Ling Zhiruo said with great regret: "Oh, I really should have gone with you.

I missed such a wonderful experience.

A place where 6 million corpses are buried and hundreds of thousands of ghosts form a natural hell-like formation.

And on that island, there is actually a magical white fog that can suppress divine consciousness.

Those zombies, the last time I saw the news, after my husband killed a plane of zombies, when the report came out, I looked at it a few times.

But the lens doesn't have close-ups, and it doesn't look real.

(bibd) said, she asked Huan Ji again: "What do real zombies look like?"

Huan Ji said: "It's ugly, disgusting, and there is a rotten smell all over the body, and ordinary people can't stand it just by smelling that smell.

However, as they evolve, the smell on their bodies will fade, and eventually they may disappear completely.

Ling Zhiruo immediately looked at Chu Feng: "Husband, let go of the zombie slave you collected and have a look.""

Chu Feng shook his head, unable to take Ling Zhiruo.

I had to take out the wooden box and release the balloon zombies.

After the balloon zombies came out, they looked at this global place blankly.

Before he could see it clearly, he saw a very nice voice.

But the voice speaks, but it does not understand at all.

"Wow, this zombie looks a little cute."

Ling Zhiruo looked at the balloon zombie and said excitedly.

Chu Feng was speechless, but he still thought zombies were cute.

However, compared to the other zombies, the balloon zombies are indeed long-sighted.

Especially after it evolved into a fifth-level zombie, there are fewer and fewer places to rot on its body.

And still chubby, the figure is still relatively small.

It is indeed evolving in the direction of cuteness, or cuteness.

Huan Ji just watched from a distance, and did not touch the balloon zombies.

She knew that zombies were carrying deadly viruses, but she did not dare to touch them rashly.

Chu Feng nodded secretly, Ling Zhiruo still knew what to do.

The balloon zombie stared blankly at Ling Zhiruo, looking at her beautiful mouth opening and closing, but couldn't understand a word.

He had no choice but to look at Chu Feng: "Master, what is she talking about?"

Chu Feng said in English: "Don't bother, we have already left that island."

"Have you left?" The Balloon Zombie was stunned for a moment, and then there was a hint of anticipation in his eyes: "I really want to see what the world looks like now."

Chu Feng thought about it and asked, "Can you control the virus in you?"

"Yes, master." Balloon Zombie said: "The fifth-level zombie can perfectly control the virus on his body.

The virus can be completely contained in the body, and even if it comes into contact with other people or objects, the virus will not be spread at all. "

"Very good." Chu Feng smiled: "In this way, I don't have to keep you locked in a small wooden box.

When other people are free, they can also take you out for a walk and let you see the world now. ""

"Really, thank you master. Balloon Zombie rejoiced.

Chu Feng waved his hand, and then introduced the balloon zombie: "This is Huan Ji, you have already met.

This is Ling Zhiruo.

They are all your mistresses, and you will always be called Madam in the future, understand?"

"Yes, master." The balloon zombie immediately knelt down and respectfully said to Huan Ji and Ling Zhiruo: "I have seen two ladies.

It was the first time for Huan Ji and Ling Zhiruo to be called like this, and it felt fresh and strange.

Huan Ji nodded slightly as a response.

Ling Zhiruo has a more lively temperament, and he laughed: "Okay, get up, your mouth is really sweet. 99

The Balloon Zombie stood up.

Chu Feng asked, "What's your name?

You can't always be called the Balloon Zombie.

Balloon Zombie shook his head: "I don't know, after becoming a zombie, all memories will disappear.

Only after evolution can there be some fragmented memories.

Except for some special circumstances.

Like Ford and Wassner.

They don't lose their memory, which is strange.

Of course Chu Feng knew what was going on.

They were directly injected with that special golden potion from living people and turned into zombies, which were somewhat different from zombies in the true sense.

What are the differences, Chu Feng is not an expert in this field, and he has not studied it, so he cannot tell.

"Then what your former companions call you."

"Call me White Mist, it turns out that Wassner's subordinate zombie who can create White Mist like me is the same, they also call it White Mist.

Now, it's just me. "

Chu Feng said: "Okay, then you can continue to be called Bai Wu, anyway, no one will rob you of this name in the future.

Don't say it, the name sounds pretty good. 99

"Yes, Master.

Balloon zombies, no, Bai Wu naturally won't object.