The Savior of the Doomsday, who was taken care of by the Zombie King

So he is the most prescient tree spirit.Hee hee, the old tree can retire.

Mu Lin picked up the mischievous running tree with one hand, and the little camphor tree was picked up. He thought it was Ling who wanted to play with him. After all, as a non-human species, his mind is still relatively simple.

The branches of the small camphor tree are waving. No matter how you look at it, Mu Lin feels that this game is not in line with his current worldview. Mu Lin mentioned the small camphor tree and whispered, "So, please don't appear in my sight for the time being. !" After taking a glance and still waving the branch, Mu Lin complained silently, completely unaware of what you were waving the branch for, "Bye!"

The branch of the small camphor tree stopped for a moment, what did Ling just say to it?When the little camphor tree was still thinking, it felt that the whole tree was flying up, and the little camphor tree felt that its whole tree life was not good. Hey~ run high, the correct way to see the spirit, it must have met A fake spirit, the spirit would not be so rude to the tree,

After throwing away the tree, Mu Lin patted the dust on his hands that didn't exist at all, turned around, greeted Luo Xi who had completely petrified, and left this unpleasant place.

Seeing Mu Lin go, Luo Xi trotted to catch up. Mu Lin was an adult at any rate, with long legs, walking vigorously. As a child who could still be regarded as a child with short legs, he was still a child. , Cong (艹盘艺) walked too fast, couldn't keep up at all, so he could only trot all the way, barely keeping up with Mu Lin's speed.

The darkness gradually fades away, and the light spreads in the world.

The sun rose, with a slightly golden light, mischievously falling on the crystal white skin, green hair, spreading on the white sheets, Mu Lin just kept his eyes open, looking at the ceiling.

Mu Lin sighed softly, rubbed his sore eyes, he hadn't closed his eyes all night, his eyes were so sore, but even if he didn't sleep, he wouldn't get dark circles at all, this is a gift from the world , The same face.In layman's terms, if you don't sleep for three days, you won't have dark circles, and you won't get acne no matter how much you eat chili and junk food. Well, that's it.

Mu Lin opened the door to find out if the owner of the house had left anything.Last night, Mu Lin felt resentful, and he didn't look for any edible food. Looking at the family, the items are pretty neat, but all the facing knives are gone. The most shameful thing is that they don't even have kitchen knives. ,Bad review!

Under the strong destructive power of Mulin, I removed the lock of the locker and saw that there were still two packs of instant noodles in the locker. I checked the production date and found that it was not expired. Although it is not good for children to eat instant noodles in the morning, it is better than nothing. good.

Mu Lin stared at Luoxi after eating the instant noodles, and then started to bring Luoxi to die in r city, no, it was wandering.In the past, Mulin also often started wandering around after Luoxi finished breakfast. What's different, now Mulin has stopped eating, and even some of the food he ate before would make him hungry, but now Mulin doesn't even look at it at all.

Mu Lin took Luoxi to wander around the empty city, and Jiang Xuanming drove all the zombies to the west of the city on the other side to ensure that they would not smell the smell of Mu Lin.Black long haired man looking up at the blue sky.Sunlight pierces through the clouds, scatters through the clouds like—a sort of halo behind a creature.Thinking of this, Jun's face evoked a tiny touch. Under the sunlight, his pale skin and black hair gave this man a strange beauty.

If Amu sees it, he will also like it.What his Amu likes most is this kind of sky.Thinking of Mu Lin, the man exuded an aura of depression and sadness all over his body.His Amu, we can never see each other again, if I see me again, I'm afraid I won't be able to help hiding you.In a place where only I can see and nothing can disturb them.So Amu, stop appearing by his side,

That's it.

The handsome foreign zombie, with hopeful and melancholy Zou brows, shook his head helplessly. "Hey~" Poor, poor!

At the back, a woman who looked like the kind of urban white-collar elite, saw the foreign zombie and fell ill again, so she couldn't bear it and raised her foot to let him have a close contact with the wall.I saw the woman lift her foot, and the foreign zombie flew out like a kite with a broken string, and came into close contact with the wall, and the wall fell down in response.It's really down.

The handsome foreign zombie got up silently, and raised his middle finger to the violent woman who kicked him in his heart.If it wasn't for him not beating women, maybe who kicked whom, huh, ╭(╯^╰)╮.

Violent women are not wanted.For the sake of her being pretty, I just accept her love reluctantly.The handsome foreign zombie brushed his hair narcissistically, hey, he is indeed the best zombie in the world, and other zombies are simply incomparable.Of course Wang is the best.

The chief culprit was kicked by a zombie, and she helped her forehead helplessly. No matter how she looked at it, she felt that a zombie companion of the same status as her was unreliable. Wang, can I still apply for a change of companion now? You know, a good-looking person may also be a pig teammate.

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