Fast time travel: the abuse of scum

Chapter 168 The Father of the End Times 19
"Aw!" A shrill voice suddenly appeared.

The fourth-level zombies began to writhe crazily, like a fish out of water, writhing and struggling constantly.The body that didn't bleed blood began to flow out violently, and the fourth-level zombies kept twisting, making the whole body covered with dust.

"It's really noisy." Wen Chun said with disgust, and then tightly wrapped one hand around the zombie's neck.

Ren Zombie kept twisting and couldn't break free.

It was as if Wen Chun's small hand, even with a pit of flesh, had nailed the zombie to the ground.

"Aww..." the zombie roared and twisted, but it was useless.

"Idiot, it's very noisy." Wen Chun looked at Tang Song impatiently.

Zombies have blood, but they are warm and not bright blood red.

It was a black viscous liquid, full of fishy smell.

At this time, Wen Chun, who was holding the neck of the zombie, had the black blood of the zombie on his fingers.

The sticky feeling was flowing on Wen Chun's fingers, which was not a good feeling.

Tang Song was still rubbing his neck fiercely at this time, the originally fair neck had already been rubbed into a bright red color, as if it was about to bleed.

But Zhuang Yan was already far away from Tang and Song Dynasty. He retreated again and again, and even he almost retreated into the group of zombies.

He felt that the zombie group was more amiable than the two suspected human species in front of him...

This Wen Chun opened his mouth.Zhuang Yan responded subconsciously: "Huh?"

At the same time, another answering voice followed Zhuang Yan's voice in no particular order.

Zhuang Yan froze, then looked at the source of the voice, Tang Song, in embarrassment.

Tang Song gave Zhuang Yan a cold look, and then let out a noble and cold "hum".

Then he said to Wen Chun: "Kill it, it's too noisy."

Zhuang Yan stepped back silently, why did he feel that the man just looked at him with murderous eyes...

Wen Chun at the side responded lightly, and then exerted a little force with her fingers...

Then he pulled the zombie's head off...

Wen Chun: ...

Tang Song: ...

Zhuang Yan:! ! !
"Eh..." Wen Chun said expressionlessly, "This zombie is too weak."

Wen Chun nodded sincerely: Yes, it is indeed too weak...

Fortunately, she has a paralyzed face now, so even if she is embarrassed, she can't tell...

probably……

Zhuang Yan silently stepped back. The little girl's words were not convincing at all...

Of course, Zhuang Yan felt that if the other party threw away the zombie head in his hand, the persuasion might be even stronger...

"Yeah." Tang Song nodded while wiping his already red neck, "It's indeed not very strong."

"Right, I think so too." Wen Chun threw the zombie's head aside with a flick of his hand.

As soon as the zombie's head landed, it exploded into a cloud of blood mist with a "bang".

Zhuang Yan smiled with difficulty: Ha ha... as long as the boss is happy...

Wen Chun shook his hand, trying to get rid of the black blood on his hand.

"Come here." Tang Song said suddenly, and stopped his original movement of rubbing his neck.

Wen Chun stepped forward expressionlessly.

She has already decided that if Tang Song dares to teach her a lesson!
Then she will, then she will ask the idiot to show him!
Wen Chun stepped forward with a blank face, and these short steps made Wen Chun walk out of an aura of death.

Walking in front of Tang Song, Wen Chun stood still.

Tang Song lowered his head, and then wiped away the blood that had just been splashed by the zombies on Wen Chun's face with his fingers.

"Fortunately, you're fine." Tang Song lowered his head, and carefully wiped away those tiny drops of blood for Wen Chun.

The voice was soft and shallow, similar to the whispers of the Tang and Song Dynasties, but he saw the little ancestor raise his delicate little face and look at him with a pair of eyes.

Obviously the little ancestor heard it clearly.

"Ha..." Tang Song smiled lightly, his peach-blossom eyes were slightly curved, drawing out charming arcs, and then he took Wen Chun's dirty fingers and wiped them bit by bit with a handkerchief.

"Corpse brain flower." Wen Chun said, "I'll get it for you."

Tang Song paused for a while, and then continued to wipe as if nothing had happened.

He originally thought that the little ancestor wanted to escape from him...

He thinks about everything in the worst possible situation.

He thought that the little ancestor had her own thoughts, the idea of ​​wanting to get rid of control, that's why she wanted to escape from him...

However, it turned out that this is not the case...

The air is quiet again.

Zhuang Yan tried his best to reduce his sense of existence, and then continued to eat melons...

Tang Song was silent, just gently wiped Wen Chun's fingers again and again.

The slightly longer hair covered Tang Song's eyebrows and made his face, which was originally extremely pale from being in the laboratory all day, look even paler.

Wen Chun tilted his head slightly, and could only see Tang Song's exquisite profile.

Tang Song seems to be angry...

Wen Chun was thinking like this...

Tang Song's jaw was tensed, and his thin lips were slightly pursed.

No matter how you look at it, Tang and Song are angry.

Wen Chun blinked, she couldn't be separated from Tang Song.

The mission is to get his love...

At least, at least he couldn't be compared by Cheng Ke'er.

Thinking of this, Wen Chun became firm.

"You're angry." Wen Chun said, Jin Tong stared closely at Tang Song.

"No."

"Obviously."

"No."

Wen Chun struggled slightly to free the hand that was wiped by Tang Song, then took a few steps forward, and hugged Tang Song's waist.

In fact, Wen Chun's small arms and legs can't even hug Tang Song's waist...

But thanks to Wen Chun's immature face now, at least, she is still old enough to act like a baby with a cheeky face.

Tang Song was originally displeased when Wen Chun broke his hand.

I kept sighing in my heart, I just felt that the child was too old to manage...

But when the little ancestor hugged his waist, he was instantly hit by happiness~
The little ancestor's body is soft and warm, just hugging his waist~
Ouch~ so cute~
Tang and Song are a little rippling~
Wen Chun buried her head in Tang Song's abdomen, and said in a muffled voice, "Don't be angry."

I don't give birth!I am not born!

Tang Song's heart was turbulent and he wanted to speak immediately, but he forcibly suppressed his impulse.

After all, it was not a time when you could see the little ancestor showing weakness casually.

If you can enjoy this for a while, then enjoy it for a while~
"I was wrong," Wen Chun continued to play the emotional card, "I will never do this again in the future."

Tang and Song are simply too proud~
Can hear the little ancestor admit his mistake, is he lucky today?

But before Tang and Song were happy for a while, they heard the next sentence from the little ancestor.

"Don't be angry, I only have you."

　I only have you...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)