I Woke Up Pregnant With An Undead’s Child

The zombies, which were crushed by the Ukrainian, were blocked before and after the ramp. These zombies were fixed at this moment, but they were full of suffocation.

The atmosphere is frozen at the moment.

Zhang Qiu’s hand held the dagger’s alert and looked at the zombies before and after. He decided not to move. He quickly stepped forward. When he first touched Zhang Yushui, his hand was pulled away. Even so, the burning sensation from the fingertips was still Let him feel guilty.

The temperature is too high and you can cook the eggs.

Next to Xia Hui Wang on the ground because of the pain and contraction of the body, pale skin can see the blood flowing, as if torn at any time.

"How to do?"

The disparity in the scorpion, Xia Hui Hui and Zhang Yushui swept his eyes, he did not know what happened, but saw the clue.

"There is a connection between the three, this is the difference between the two, you see Zhang Yushui, as long as Zhang is in the water and face is relaxed, the face of the squatting Hui Wang is very painful, the faster the blood flow on the body, the same reason these scorpions are also easy to follow some."

Zhang Qiu really did this according to the disappointing words. However, there is no solution to it now. He has to say: "Otherwise, we can go ahead and avoid it."

The reunion is about to open, and the voice of the golden boss is heard in the tomb. "Ha ha ha ha ha, useless, you broke the eye." Suddenly, the words turned, "Zhang Yushui, you choose to die, or want to be the same as before." Killed the next king."

Zhang Yushui on the ground was shocked, and the affected memories came in different ways. He couldn’t tell whether he was Zhang Yushui or Han Zhangdi, and for a moment of clearness, his eyes were the painful face of Xia Huiwang. The people who fall in their arms are coincident.

"You are dead, or you will die under the slogan, Zhang Yushui is chosen by you."

The voice of the golden boss in the tomb came from all directions, and the sullen and squeaky chewing sounds.

"You **** shut up!" Zhang Qiu yelled at the tomb.

The air is still quiet, but their predicament still has not got rid of. Zhang Qiu sees Zhang's water-yellow pupils getting stronger and stronger, slowly tending to gold, the body temperature is like burning people, and the zombies around are with water. In the move, the suffocating suffocating body is getting thicker and thicker, but the expression is stunned, but the whole air is silent like purgatory.

"Second brother!" Zhang Qiu did not know what Zhang Yushui was going to do, but at first glance, he sacrificed his own actions. The blood of the next squatting Hui Wang was a little hidden, and his expression was stretched out. There was no pain just now. Affirmed his own guess, he could not help but rush: "You don't listen to the old boss of the golden boss, said that he is a monster of the scorpion. These eight achievements are to lie to die."

Zhang Yushui didn't listen to Zhang Qiu. His face was distorted, but his eyes were staring at the squatting Hui Wang in front of him, as if he was to **** people into his eyes, so hot.

"A Yan..." But the two words, Zhang Yushui said that it is very difficult to export. His skin is full of golden light, and it is getting stronger and stronger. The whole cemetery is shining like white, the clothes are already burning, and the zombies of the martyrdom are seven holes. The thick fog that flows out of the twilight, the sly ghosts cry like a wolf.

Zhang Yushui's lips moved, and the whole body was already caught in a golden flame, but the flame did not burn at half a point.

Then the sinful *** is a strong nostalgia in the eyes.

"You, you--" Xia Huihui stared at the flames of Zhang Yushui, but could not say a word.

Zhang Qiu’s heart sighed and knew that this moment could not be saved. I don’t know why such a difficult choice would arise.

"boom--"

Jinguang rushed to the top, a huge and intense light wave, the dissatisfied Zhang Qiu in his arms, one hand pressed Zhang Qiu's head, not letting it face the light source.

In the darkness, there is a cold embrace, Zhang Qiu’s eyes are sour, obviously, how come!

It’s like destroying all the light sources that have been burned out, and the whole ramp is in the dark, just full of strong stench, the zombies.

Zhang Qiu’s brain is fascinated, and the disagreement has already loosened him. He is about to make a sound. He suddenly hears the sound of “砰, ​​哐—”, which is transmitted from the top of the head. Zhang Qiu looks at the sound and sees it. Jin Lao’s eyes are full of light, and he has something in his hand, which exudes a golden light, and the golden boss who climbed to the top of the head of the hand with his hand will withdraw, like a muddy, throwing people away. on the ground.

Xia Huihui Wang under the killing intention, a palm broke the head of the golden boss, a red and white juice scattered all over the place, he opened the hands of the gold boss, took away the gold beads, carefully put in In his own arms, he is very gentle.

These moves were quick, and the gold boss quickly came to him. When he saw his eyes, his brows picked up slightly. "Can you see?"

"What can I see?" Zhang Qiu did not respond. He saw his eyes pointing at him. What happened to his eyes? Suddenly, Zhang Qiu was shocked. The tomb had become dark, but his eyes could see everything. "Really, I can see it."

Thousands of zombies in the tomb have become white bones, layered and covered with the entire ramp. The dry skin of the layer has become a powder that disappears into this ramp. Zhang Qiu thinks that the smell in the air is even more Disgusting, hate to have to breathe.

"Second brother!"

When he asked to see the disagreement and the sorrowful king, he did not speak, but he still thought that if the gold boss was cheating on them, Jinguang disappeared.

"Since you said that your second brother is a phoenix, is there a saying that phoenix nirvana?!" Zhang Qiu raised his head and asked for disagreement. "There must be a way?"

Xia Huihui Wang touched the pocket of the beads across the clothes, the tentacles warm, could not help but think of the last three words said, suddenly the eyes were red, but the eyes were full of suffocation.

"He used to wet my whole coffin every three years. In order to resurrect me, he was mad at ten years. I heard a voice telling him that the big thing has been done." Xia Huiwang thought about him. Lying in the coffin, the content that was faintly heard, said that there was a killing in the back of the eye. "This person who speaks can be embarrassed."

Zhang Qiu thought of the guilt of Xia Huihui, a black and red carved dragon. At that time, he thought it was a red lacquer. Now I heard that Hui Huiwang said that it is also the blood of Han Zhangdi. He didn’t know for a while. What to say, the second brother is not true, so it is gone?

"Zhang Yu Shui Fenghuang blood, can not kill, unless you consume its essence, waiting for the most weak time ***, cost the body beads, look at this color, it should be 鹓鶵." Respected a look at the tomb, "waiting for the millennium, Under the authority of such an institution, the beads behind the people must be useful."

Hey, it is a kind of phoenix blood, and it is covered in golden yellow wings.

Xia Hui Hui Wang knows, and then look at the body of the Golden Boss on the ground, should not be so early.

"What about Nirvana?" Zhang Qiu couldn't understand what he was. He only knew that as long as it was a phoenix, he would always die and rise.

Distinguished Zhang Qiu looked anxious, but did not want to deceive the other party, the truth said: "It is ***, not Nirvana."

Xia Huihui Wang listened to his eyes and it was dark. He hung his eyes and touched the pockets of his beads. He didn’t know what he was thinking. The atmosphere was a bit heavy. They didn’t talk when they left.

And behind the long dark road, the body of the golden boss who had just been shattered his head suddenly moved...

A few people in Zhangqiu went out of the tomb. It was already the next morning. Unconsciously, they threw a night in the tomb and went to the foot of the mountain.

"It's Nawu." Looking far away is the clothes worn by Wu, and Zhang Qiu strangely said: "Isn't I already ran out?"

As I walked closer and closer, Zhang Qiu found that something was wrong. The Uighur’s head in the posture of squatting rushed toward the direction in which they dug the pirate hole. There were actually two green and radiant bones behind them, and they squatted on the ground like Nawu. Being able to kneel on the ground is simply surprising.

"died."

Nawu is like being drained of water, but behind it is a complete bone, which is the two of Lao Fei’s men.

Xia Hui Hui Wang has no interest in these. Since he came out of the tomb, he has not left his pocket with one hand, and his face is indifferent to nothing.

"Otherwise, I still have to find a place to cover the leaves first, and then go back and ask the villagers to bury them." Zhang Qiu said, "I am trying to show them the way. Now people are dead, I don't know how to explain."

Zhang Qiu’s headache is dying, and only a dozen of them have finally left alive.

The reunion did not let Zhang Qiu hands, dragged the corpse bones under the tree, and went back through the stone wall coffin without any danger. Back to the stockade, it was already more than two in the afternoon, among the three of them, the dissenting and the squatting Hui Wang is okay, it is clean, only Zhang Qiu is dirty, rushed to take a hot bath, he is very hungry, but when he saw Xia Huiwang, he thought of Zhang Yushui, and his appetite was gone.

Putting the tableware down, Zhang Qiu asked the little grandson who gave him the dish. "Do you know that there is a man named Nawu in this stockade?"

"boom!"

The little grandson's dish fell on the table, his big eyes filled with tears, and he choked and asked: "What do you ask me about?"

boom--

Zhang Qiu’s brain is going to be paralyzed.

When he first came, he heard that the son of the old man had marched to the south of the mountain for three years and then did not come out. The stockade was passed to death. He did not accidentally inquire about the sadness of others, but he never thought of giving it at this moment. The ones they led the way were the sons who had died in legend for three years.

Right, the people are looking for the gold boss. When they first joined the foot of the mountain, Nawu had never been to the yard.

Everything seems to be right, but all sorts of things can't be said. Then Uru died in three years ago, or is it dead now. If it was dead three years ago, it would be a dead person to lead them.

Zhang Qiu thought of a chill in this place. It was unsightly to see Zhang Qiu's face ugly, and Zhang Qiu went to rest.

"I don't dare to sleep alone, afraid to close my eyes. The people in this stockade are not living people. I can't tell who is dead and who is a living person." He said that he only remembered the next half. The king is also a big blind man, and suddenly he is in a complicated mood.

It is not so scary, that is, there is a kind of ordinary person apart from yourself and disagreement. Now, no one is a person, literally.