The end of the world: Beautiful straight man cries and begs to be let go

At the same time, on the other side, the woman in the occupied area squinted her eyes, her long braid fell in front of her body, and the bell on it kept shaking. A woman who didn’t have her ears pierced at first didn’t know when she had her ears pierced.

If a normal Gu Xingge had seen this scene, he would have known how familiar those feather earrings were.

That was something that previously belonged to the leader Shi Mingling.

Shi Minling was sitting on the high city, with her feet dangling below, and the fluttering skirt along with it, fluttering like a butterfly flapping its wings.

She also thought of the feathers next to her ears. She gently touched her earlobes with her fingers and quickly took them away. She slightly opened her eyes slightly and looked at the black people below, eating each other. The corpses quickly transformed into new monsters.

Shi Minling just looked at him without much surprise in his eyes. There is really nothing surprising, this is almost a normal phenomenon here.

She can still suppress these monsters now... Shi Mingling slightly raised the corners of her lips and flicked the feather earrings next to her ears, thinking, but in the future, everything will be uncertain.

They need a leader, they need their king.

Her eyes slowly focused and she dialed the phone.

Gu Heng was sitting in the underground laboratory and received a phone call in his hand.

"Teacher, I can't control those things anymore. Those dirty things want to rebel every day."

"teacher......"

The person on the other end of the phone said: "We need our king, we need our zombie king."

"I know." Gu Heng held a pen in his fingers, his expression did not change much, he was still calm and peaceful, and he just kept writing on a piece of white paper.

After writing the last word, he hovered his wrist, turned his head, and said to the person on the other end of the phone: "Didn't you want to push one person to be the king a long time ago? "

Gu Heng smiled gently at the student on the other end of the phone and said, "He is also the one I selected early in the morning."

"He is my younger brother, Gu Xingge."

He is too weak, too ordinary.

Nor could he afford at all the powers with which he summoned his lover from within him.

A trace of stubbornness and madness flashed in his eyes, and then he supported his face with his hands, and his expression returned to a calm and peaceful state.

Gu Heng: "My younger brother wants to be more powerful...As an elder brother, you always have to satisfy his wishes."

He smiled and whispered.

"Soon, our king."

Gu Xingge lay on the bed as usual, looking at the glass of milk handed over by his brother.

He lowered his eyes and whispered: "I feel so drunk that I feel like vomiting..."

He tentatively made a small suggestion: "Can I drink orange juice tomorrow?"

Everyone outside was living precariously, living in the smoke of war, but Gu Xingge seemed to be a well-protected treasure. She said coquettishly that she didn't want to drink milk and wanted orange juice.

Like a kitten who is ignorant of the world and will turn its belly at those close to it when it is pampered.

Gu Heng said nothing and only stared at Gu Xingge.

After his wilted and beautiful brother finished drinking the milk, he smiled softly and said, "Okay, I'll bring you orange juice tomorrow."

He ruffled the boy's hair.

"Go to sleep."

Gu Xingge really closed his eyes and went to sleep.

Gu Xingge wasn't really heartless, he knew what it was like outside.

He thought he would make his brother angry if he made some excessive demands.

What I didn't expect was that it didn't happen, so I said angrily that I would prepare it for myself tomorrow.

Ugh, help me, why is it feeling more and more like I'm going to have my head cut off?

Gu Xingge's panicked eyelids kept trembling, and even his eyelashes were trembling. Gu Heng, who didn't leave, looked at Gu Xingge's silently suppressed uneasy expression, smiled again, his eyes were calm, and he didn't say anything else.