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"By the way, I read in the news that a plane flying from country F to country M had an accident and fell from mid-air. This was too unlucky. Fortunately, you were not in it."

Ling Zhiruo said while looking through those things.

Chu Feng and Fan Ji couldn't help laughing.

Fan Ji said:"In fact, my husband and I were both on that plane."

"What?"

Ling Zhiruo stopped her hand and exclaimed.

But after taking a look at Chu Feng and Huan Ji, she lowered her head and continued to look at her things.

Chu Feng laughed and scolded:"You have no conscience, you don't know how to care. Let's take a look."

Ling Zhiruo said:"With your abilities, even if the plane explodes, let alone the plane falling, nothing will happen.

Besides, you are just standing here calmly now, so what do you have to care about?"

Chu Feng was speechless. What he said makes sense.

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

Chu Feng asked with a smile.

Seeing that Chu Feng's smile and tone were very mysterious, Fan Ji suddenly became interested.

"After the plane fell, a lot of other things happened, were they magical things?"

Chu Feng smiled and said nothing.

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

Fan Ji was an honest person. She tapped her pink head and said:"It's a very magical thing, it can be said to be unimaginable."

Ling Zhiruo was immediately intrigued,"What on earth is going on, sister Fan Ji, please tell me quickly."

Fan Ji looked at Chu Feng, and after receiving Chu Feng's communicable look, Fan Ji told a series of things about the trip exactly. During this period, Ling Zhiruo's mouth opened wide from time to time, and she exclaimed in surprise.

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

I missed such a wonderful experience.

The burial place of 6 million corpses and a natural hell-like formation composed of hundreds of thousands of ghosts.

And on that island, there is actually a magical white mist that can suppress spiritual consciousness.

I saw those zombies in the news last time. After my husband killed a plane of zombies, I took a few glances at them when the report came out.

But the camera doesn’t have a close-up, and it doesn’t look real."

As she said that, she asked Fan Ji:"What do real zombies look like?"

Huan Ji said:"It's ugly, disgusting, and it smells like rot. Ordinary people can't stand it just by smelling that smell.

However, as they evolve, their smell will become less intense and may eventually disappear completely. Ling

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

Chu Feng shook his head. He had no choice but to take out Ling Zhiruo.

He had no choice but to take out the wooden box and release the balloon zombie.

After the balloon zombie came out, it looked at this place in the world with a blank expression.

Before it could see clearly, it looked He heard a nice voice.

But he couldn’t understand what the voice said.

"Wow, this zombie looks a bit cute."

Ling Zhiruo looked at the balloon zombie and said a little excitedly.

Chu Feng was speechless. Some people actually think the zombies are cute.

However, compared to other zombies, the balloon zombie is indeed long-lasting.

Especially after it evolves into five After becoming a super zombie, there are fewer and fewer rotten places on its body.

And it is still chubby and relatively small.

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

Fan Ji just watched from a distance, She did not touch the balloon zombies.

She knew that the zombies carried deadly viruses, so she did not dare to touch them rashly.

Chu Feng nodded secretly, Ling Zhiruo still knew how to measure.

The balloon zombies looked at Ling Zhiruo blankly, looking at her. The beautiful mouth opened and closed, but I couldn't understand a word.

I could only look at Chu Feng helplessly:"Master, what is she talking about?"

Chu Feng said in English:"You don't need to pay attention, we have already left that island."

"Left?"The balloon zombie was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes showed a hint of anticipation:"I really want to see what the world is like now.

Chu Feng thought for a while and asked,"Can you control the virus on your body?""

"Yes, Master."The balloon zombie said:"Level five zombies can already perfectly control the virus on their bodies.

It can contain all the viruses inside the body, and even if it comes into contact with other people or things, the virus will not spread at all."

"very good. Chu Feng smiled and said,"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 and show you the world now."

"Really? Thank you, Master."The balloon zombie said with great joy.

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

This is Ling Zhiruo.

They are all your mistresses, and you will all address them as madam from now on, do you understand?"

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

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

Fan Ji nodded slightly as a response.

Ling Zhiruo was more lively and laughed:"Okay, okay, get up, your mouth is so sweet."

The balloon zombie stood up in response.

Chu Feng asked:"What's your name?"

We can't keep calling him Balloon Zombie.

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

Only after evolution can we have some fragmented memories.

Unless there are some special circumstances.

Just like the two leaders Ford and Wassner.

They haven't lost their memory, which is strange."

Of course Chu Feng knows what is going on.

They are transformed from living people into zombies by directly injecting that special golden medicine. They are somewhat different from zombies in the real sense.

The specific differences are not Chu Feng's. Experts have not done any research, so I can’t say.

"Then what did your former companions call you?"

"Call me White Mist. It turns out that the zombie under Vasner who can create White Mist like me is also the same. They also call it White Mist.

Now, it's just me. Chu Feng said:"

Okay, then you can continue to call me Bai Wu. Anyway, no one will compete with you for this name in the future."

Don't tell me, this name is quite nice."

"Yes, master."

Balloon zombie, no, Baiwu will naturally not object.