Zerg on top!

The first thing Zhou Luo did when he returned to the bedroom was to take a bath in the back, his body smelled of blood.

The guard followed him all the time, Zhou Luo held clean clothes in his hand, thought for a while, then hesitated: "Wait a minute, my clothes..."

Before he could finish his sentence, the security guard said coldly: "I will take care of it, please rest assured."

A strange feeling surged up in Zhou Luo's heart, this security guard was too kind to him...

After thinking unsuccessfully, Zhou Luo pushed open the door and walked in. After taking off all the bloody clothes, he pushed the door a little and threw it outside. Zhou Luo pricked up his ears and listened for a while, and found that there was nothing outside. After hearing the sound, he closed the door again and went inside to take a bath.

The Zerg King was very good at enjoying himself, and decorated his residence to be extremely luxurious and comfortable. Zhou Luo lay in the running water hot spring, letting the warm water hit his body, and the sound of bubbling was quiet in the room. When the sound sounded, Zhou Luo looked up at the huge night pearl above him in a daze.

There must be more bad luck for Suoluo.

Zhou Luo guessed in his heart, he couldn't tell what was going on in his heart, he seemed a little sad but didn't seem to have it, the out-of-control violent and fierce emotions when he just killed the Zerg seemed to evaporate in an instant, leaving only the exhaustion of body and mind.

The hot air steamed Zhou Luo's cheeks a little red, his black eyes flashed with confusion, he stretched out his hand and looked at it under the light, his long and slender fingertips were covered with pale pink nails, and his fingertips were soft , There is not a trace of calluses in the palm, this is a pair of pampered hands, but just now, it ended a life.

Zhou Luo took warm water and poured it on his cheeks, letting the water flow by. He didn't regret it. He thought he would be afraid, but it turned out that he wasn't.

Maybe he was assimilated here, Zhou Luo thought.

After washing, he calmly put on his clothes. The soft cloth was extremely close-fitting, the tentacles were smooth, the candles were burning quietly, and the magnificent bathroom was filled with ancient culture, which had never been baptized by civilization.

Zhou Luo wiped his wet hair and missed the hair dryer a bit. It was late and he wanted to sleep.

When he got out of the bathroom door, Zhou Luo was surprised to find that the security guard was still in his room. He stopped wiping his hair and asked suspiciously, "Why don't you leave?"

He still doesn't know the name of this zerg, and he only told him that he is the security guard.

The snow-colored long-haired Zerg turned around and looked at Zhou Luo, his silver pupils looked even more frightening under the candlelight. Zhou Luo sat on the stool and took a sip of warm water to calm his shock.

When the security guard approached Xiong, he said disapprovingly, "You will get sick if you don't wipe it clean."

Seeing that Zerg wanted to come over and wipe his hair for him, Zhou Luo quickly refused, "I'll do it later."

The security guard stopped, he lowered his head, stopped looking at Xionghou, and said in a low voice: "The king doesn't like people who resist him."

Zhou Luo rubbed the cup in his palm, hummed lightly, and finally said, "Thank you."

The Zerg was probably afraid that the old pervert would come back, and he would offend him. Zhou Luo glanced at the Zerg not far away from the corner of his eye, and sighed distressed in his heart.

That old pervert is better off falling to his death, but I don't know if the zerg will find him.

The security guard didn't say anything, and quietly retreated.He was the only one left in the room, Zhou Luo walked to the big bed and lay down, slowly closed his eyes to rest, his damp black hair soaked the soft black quilt, and little circles appeared.

Zhou Luo fell asleep quickly, curled up on the quilt habitually, his consciousness was floating in the dream, without a landing point.

……

When he woke up the next day, Zhou Luo was very honored to be sick. He huddled under the quilt, sneezing constantly, his throat was hot and uncomfortable, and his forehead was also groggy. He sat up with difficulty and drank a glass of warm water .

The security guard watched him unshakably from the side.

Zhou Luo looked a little guilty, after all, he promised him to wipe his hair last night.

A faint white mist floated next to the potion, Zhou Luo frowned, smelled the strong smell of the potion, raised and lowered his fingertips, the potion was bitter at first glance, he really didn't want to drink it.

"You are too capricious." The security guard's disapproving voice sounded.

Zhou Luo picked up the medicine, ruthless, gritted his teeth and drank it with a frown. He didn't dare to let go of his breath. The bitter medicine flowed down his throat. After drinking it all, Zhou Luo quickly took a candied fruit Eat up.

It was too bitter, so bitter, Zhou Luo felt that his heart was wrinkled by the pain.

The sweet candied fruit relieved the bitter taste in his mouth very well. Zhou Luo bit the flesh, and it took a while to slow down. Just as he was about to lie down and rest, the door was suddenly opened.

The Zergs were wearing black dark armor and looked menacing. The leader of the Zergs bowed to salute the security guard. Zhou Luo sat up and silently looked at the Zergs approaching him, feeling a surge of emotion in his heart. bad feeling.

"Xiong Empress, the king is here to invite you."

The Zerg's voice was not loud, but Zhou Luo felt a thunderstorm ringing in his ears, and his eyes went dark for a second. He settled down and nodded calmly: "Understood, you all step back."

Zhou Luo frowned only after all the Zergs had gone out. That old pervert came back alive...

Sure enough, it was a scourge that lasted for thousands of years, Zhou Luo thought lightly, he looked at the security guard, and found that he was still as indifferent as an ice and snow sculpture.

Forget it, Zhou Luo waved his hand to make the guards retreat, then took out the dagger hidden under the pillow, checked it carefully, and hid it in his side waist.

After changing clothes, Zhou Luo got out of bed a little dizzy. His fever was fierce this time, and it was just when he was seriously ill. However, Zhou Luo could only grit his teeth and go to see that troublesome old pervert.

Zhou Luo walked out of the door, was blown by the outside wind, sobered up a lot, felt the heat on his cheeks, Zhou Luo let the Zerg lead the way without changing his face.

Zhou Luo observed the truth around him. It didn't take long for the Zerg to follow him into a dark hall.

Zhou Luo is the empress, so naturally there is no need to salute. The hall is filled with medicine, which is pungent and strong, and the billowing white mist is full of medicinal fragrance.

All the Zerg guards around went out, and only the two of them were left in the whole hall. Zhou Luo touched the dagger at his waist, feeling a little at ease.

"Come here, baby." The hoarse and old voice of the Zerg leader suddenly came from the quiet hall.

Zhou Luo obediently approached his bed, and could only see the tall zerg lying on the bed in a weak state at the moment, his face was covered by a mask with complicated and colorful patterns, and his long crow-blue hair was hanging down on his chest , with the ups and downs of breathing, the exposed wrists down to the fingertips were all wrapped with a thick layer of white cloth, and the strong smell of medicine came from those.

Zhou Luo sat on the edge of the bed, neither far nor close to the Zerg leader, with a calm expression on his face.

"Sit over here, baby." The old pervert's voice was hoarse and old, as if it had been ground by coarse sand, Zhou Luo couldn't help but frowned, but still sat a little closer.

The old and decaying breath came from the Zerg.Zhou Luo pursed his lips, feeling that something was wrong. He remembered that when he saw the tyrant last time, the tyrant didn't have such a rotten smell on him.

Could it be that he had suffered such a serious injury, Zhou Luo raised his eyes and glanced at the Zerg Lord lying on the bed, wishing in his heart that this old pervert would die soon.

The Zerg wearing a colorful mask was lying weakly on the bed. Zhou Luo tried his best to keep calm. He felt the Zerg's eyes staring at him closely, as if they wanted to see through him.

Suddenly, his hand on the edge of the bed was grabbed by the Zerg. Zhou Luo was startled, and his fingertips moved. The slender fingers wrapped in the medicinal cloth touched his palms and backs little by little, and the weird roughness made Zhou Luo get goosebumps all over his body.

This pervert.

However, Zhou Luo noticed something strange when he touched it. Why did the Zerg King's hand feel like it had no flesh? Because it was only separated by a layer of cloth, the feeling of touching the bone was particularly obvious, and Zhou Luo Luo found that the width of his five fingers was actually less than half of his. The medicine cloth was wrapped on them, thin and long, as if they were only covered with bones...

Zhou Luo was chilled by his own conjecture, he restrained his movements to shake off the old pervert, his handsome face became even colder.

The tall zerg stubbornly touched his hand, and Zhou Luo could even hear his slightly heavy breathing, mixed with deep greed.

"Baby, come a little closer."

Zhou Luo's eyes were in a trance for a moment, and the Zerg said that the baby's tone was too familiar, except that the voice became hoarse and the pheromone became rotten and unpleasant, it was actually exactly the same as the voice of the female insect.

Zhou Luo came back to his senses and found that the Zerg was holding his hand, and wanted to kiss the back of his hand through the mask. Without thinking, he quickly threw it away, and stared at the pervert fiercely.