The Zombie Emperor's wife is a blood race

Due to the lack of detailed understanding of the zombie virus, the base took many detours in the detection of infected bodies.But after Xu Chengfu, the director of the research institute in City Y, joined, the situation has improved a lot, and the virus detection equipment put into use today is the latest research result of Xu Chengfu.

Although Xu Chengfu is the most authoritative person in virus research in China, the researcher couldn't help asking: "Professor, is there really something wrong with the instrument? This is the first day."

Xu Chengfu smiled, and turned to a page of information for him to read: "I won't say anything else, just one point, human beings always need to breathe, and this technology didn't just appear in this period of time. Okay, you go Inform the army, I will go to the city wall to have a look."

Sellers was completely unaware of these situations, he and Cheng Weizhen sat in a room, and everyone around them sat far away from each other.Because he only needs to stay for three hours before he can go out, he looks very relaxed.

"Afterwards, I can leave the team and work on my own." He smiled. "I can already smell the smell of flesh and blood. There must be many good seedlings."

Cheng Weizhen played with his fingers absent-mindedly, and he touched his tender fingers one by one, not letting go of every gap, but it was obvious that he was listening to Cyrus' words very seriously, with gentle eyes stared at him.

"Hey." Cyrus poked him and asked with a smile, "Don't you know how to talk? Come talk to me."

Cheng Weizhen blinked his eyes, he would never refuse any requests from the big baby, so he opened his mouth and said word by word: "Da...bao...bao..." At this point, he stopped suddenly.

Sellers held his forehead, and said melancholy: "Can't this name be changed?" But Cheng Weizhen didn't respond for a long time, which made his heart skip a beat, and he looked over immediately.

Mr. Zombie frowned in a rare way, and looked out of the window. The window is made of single-sided glass, and nothing can be seen from inside, but it would be a joke to think that there is no problem because of this.

"There are... people..." Cheng Weizhen said inarticulately, trying to express the urgency of the situation, "Many... many... people."

Sellers put away his smile, stood up, grabbed Cheng Weizhen, and turned his head to himself: "Since there are people, let's talk about entering the base later." Then, he was about to go out.

There were guarding soldiers in every room tested, and when Cyrus was walking towards the door, the door was pushed open, and a new soldier walked in.

"Where are you going?" the newcomer asked them.

"Suddenly remembered that there is something we haven't done yet, we need to leave first." Cyrus replied calmly.

The soldier looked at him with sharp eyes, then looked at Cheng Weizhen behind him, and said, "You can handle things alone, and it would be better to leave your brother to advance to the base."

"It's a pity that my brother can't do without me." Cyrus' expression turned cold. He didn't know where he made a mistake, but obviously, these people discovered something.

As for entering the base, Sellers believes that if there is a problem, the problem may be Cheng Weizhen's identity.Cain, the ancestor of the first generation of blood race, is considered to be the brother of Abel, the ancestor of human beings, because the difference between blood race and human beings is very small, so small that even the Holy See, which has struggled with the blood race for thousands of years, does not use light in days without the sun When attacking with magic, it is impossible to judge whether the opponent is a vampire.And when the vampires are not afraid of the sun and can use magic to cover up, most of the methods to distinguish human vampires will not work.Blood can be the best way to distinguish vampires from humans, not because vampire blood is vastly different from humans, but because vampires are stingy about providing a little bit of their own blood, which may be the best medium for any curse magic.

There is no magic in this world, and Cyrus believes that no one will discover his identity unless he reveals himself.Before coming to Hope Base, his cognition was correct, but he didn't expect to fail when this kind of success was in sight.

If you can't get into a base, change base and try again, Cyrus is very free and easy.

"If you want to enter the base, you have to block it. Now we don't want to go in, you still have to block it." He sneered, "This base is really interesting."

Sarcasm can't make the person in front of him loose, and Cyrus has no hope of it. He is just delaying time so that he can figure out the number of humans surrounded outside.The blood race's keen sense of humans was put to great use at this time, and the movements of each humanoid creature quickly gathered in his mind, forming a clear picture.

Judging from this picture, a large number of troops have gathered from inside and outside the base, and their purpose is self-evident.Looks like he's really leaving.Cyrus thought.

It's a pity that the people in the team were not in the same room as him, otherwise we could say goodbye.

Just when the soldier on the opposite side thought he had temporarily stabilized the dangerous person, a red light passed in front of his eyes, and his mind suddenly fell into darkness, and he was never able to wake up again.

The screams of human beings echoed in the room, and Cyrus pulled back the finger that sucked the opponent dry, and smiled at Cheng Weizhen: "Let's go."

There was no one blocking them in the room anymore, but when they walked out of the small testing building, the large and neat team undoubtedly showed the current situation.

"shooting!"

The speed beyond the limit turned Cyrus into an afterimage. He threw Cheng Weizhen upwards, wrapped himself in a layer of dark fog, and released his sharp fangs and sharp nails.Under the control of Cheng Weizhen, Bingshuang became his best comrade-in-arms. The range of black mist continued to expand, covering the base army, and life quickly fell in this darkness.

Cheng Weizhen's ability has always been incredibly powerful. Cyrus knew this, but he had never seen the other party attack with all his strength. Now he finally saw it. In the area not covered by the black fog, the brightness of the sun suddenly rose by a level. The ground was covered with a thick layer of frost, and some unlucky troops were all frozen into ice sculptures.

"Ability group step forward! Ability group step forward!" The officer who gave the order at the beginning was dead, but immediately someone took his place.They adopted a more effective method, and the superhumans attacked collectively.

To be honest, Cyrus is still a little afraid of supernatural powers, it's more like the blood race and the Holy See throwing magic at each other, and he can't use magic yet.

Fortunately, there are teammates.

The black mist was just a low-level cover-up, and it was quickly dispersed by various abilities, and Cyrus' face was clearly revealed.Bloody pupils and lips, thick dark circles under the eyes, pale lifeless skin, long black and sharp nails, ferocious fangs, this face is different from ordinary people, even from zombies, which quickly caused a commotion.

Tremble!Humanity!

Cyrus never hides his image in battle, which is what he is most proud of, dark and graceful yet heroic, with signs of death mixed in his transcendent beauty, he is the supreme prince of the famous Cappadocia clan!

"Zombies!" "Damn the machine is not broken!" "Smart zombies! It's written in the novel!" "Zombies like md have come out!"

Humans really started to commotion, but it was a little different from what the blood race thought.

enough!

Thinking of the stinking and rotten image of the zombie, Cyrus roared angrily!

Don't compare me with a zombie!

And obviously the one next to me is the real zombie!You fools!

"Thunder-type abilities!" The commander's voice overwhelmed the noise and echoed over the battlefield, "Attack!"

At that moment, it was as if an extremely dazzling thunderball exploded between the sky and the earth. Under the joint action of army superhumans, mercenary superhumans and some superhumans who joined in the fun, countless small thunderballs united together , converging along the ice towards the center.

Amidst the ear-shattering roar, the vampire boy smiled contemptuously: "Too weak!"

No matter how big the momentum is, no matter how many thunder balls there are, it is still just a low-level thunder ball, and its power is nothing more than that.

Leaping up easily, the two quickly skipped the thunderstorm area like flying swallows and rushed into the crowd on the air platform built by Cheng Weizhen.

"It's useless!" Xu Chengfu's voice sounded on the city wall at the same time. He leaned forward, stared at the battlefield regardless of the pain in his eyes, and finally gritted his teeth and admitted, "We can't let him go, it's too dangerous."

His eyes flickered, and Xu Chengfu made up his mind: "Let that one out!"

"Professor! That's too unstable!" The researcher's eyes showed fear.

Xu Chengfu gritted his teeth: "It's more dangerous to let this zombie out!"

After hesitating for a while, the researcher still made up his mind, gritted his teeth, and ran down the city wall.

Cyrus felt excited, the battle of the blood clan is always accompanied by terrifying momentum and earth-shattering power, but that is more the use of magic.A real head-to-head encounter like this one, with blood all over the sky, would always bring him a different feeling.

"It's beautiful." He laughed, throwing a ball of hellfire towards the howling crowd.

The human attack wasn't useless, and Cyrus also felt a life-threatening chill, which only made him more excited.The outer layer of the base was surrounded by a large number of troops. The brothers couldn't get through for a while, so they began to move around the city wall, and finally saw the outside of the encirclement.

"Brother! Let's go!" Cyrus yelled at Cheng Weizhen.

But what responded to him was the other party's angry howl: "Roar!!"

A white light pierced his heart with scorching heat. Amidst the noise, Cyrus found that he couldn't control his limbs, and his whole body fell forward irreversibly.

In front of him was a dense army, with abilities flashing in their hands, and bullets on their shoulders, staring at him covetously.

Am I going to die?

Cyrus thought.

But soon, a pair of big hands caught him firmly, and held him in the arms of a princess. The ice blocked all attacks, and they rushed out of the encirclement along the established route.

The heart is the Achilles' heel of the blood race. Everyone in the Holy See knows that if you want to kill the blood race, you must use a peach wood nail or a silver cross soaked in holy water to pierce the blood race's heart. Without the heart, the blood race will be difficult to heal itself.Cyrus had never given the Holy See a chance to hurt his heart. He never expected that he would have his heart pierced in the face of a group of weak humans.

Fortunately, this was not a mahogany or silver cross, and soon, Cyrus recovered.He found himself running wildly in Cheng Weizhen's arms, but the location was an abandoned urban area.From time to time, supernatural attacks landed on their sides, and Cheng Weizhen would adjust the direction urgently at this time, obviously they were not out of danger yet.

It is obviously not a good choice to change from a slaughterer to a hunted one. Cyrus pressed his chest, and what pierced his heart did not know what kind of ability, and it even had a feeling of life magic, which is a symbol of death for the blood race Undoubtedly played an unexpected role.Not only did it hinder the self-recovery of the heart, but it also made it impossible for Cyrus to stop the bleeding. A large amount of blood loss is very likely to cause the blood clan to fall into a deep sleep. As a prince, he knows this very well.

Saba said, never take the enemy lightly, because you don't know when those bastards from the Holy See will possess God and kill the Quartet.

Cyrus sighed, even though they didn't kill the Quartet, humans have already won this battle.But one thing is strange, the ability user who pierces his heart must at least reach the level of a viscount, that is, a fourth-level ability user. If human beings already have such a strong person, why didn't they send them out earlier.He knew how many people he had killed.

The humans who are still chasing after them are very strange. Both men and women have white hair and expressionless faces. Judging from their actions, they are basically third-level and fourth-level supernatural powers. Said that there was a fatal threat, Cyrus frowned, and he began to command with force.

Learning to get rid of the enemy is a compulsory course for the blood race. The people of the Holy See not only like to go out in groups, but also research all kinds of tracking magic. To be able to escape from them, Cyrus' ability is not simple.When they finally got rid of the pursuers in the underground garage of a residential building, the blood clan finally let out a sigh of relief.

The blood loss still hasn't stopped, he has tried his best to expel the life energy, if there is no blood replenishment, it will lead to fatal consequences.

Get those white-haired stalkers?Cyrus thought drowsily, but quickly ruled out this idea. In this case, his idea is undoubtedly a fantasy.

Is it really over?

Suddenly realizing this, the Blood Race's heart began to beat uncomfortably. He looked up at Cheng Weizhen, from this angle he could only see his chin, but Cyrus could imagine what kind of expression would appear on that handsome face. expression.Then he realized that he was probably already tied down in this world.This man invaded his world unknowingly, making him still care about it at this moment of life and death.

Cheng Weizhen didn't know what Sellers was thinking, he took a fancy to a platform, and carefully put the person in his arms on it.The big hole in his chest has no tendency to heal, which makes him lean down worriedly, licking the other person's pale face to comfort him.

"Ow~" he cried softly, and lifted his clothes with his fingers to check the wound underneath.

The smell of blood filled the whole space, and Cyrus gasped for breath. He knew that those people would find this place sooner or later, and before falling into a deep sleep, he wanted Cheng Weizhen to escape.

For the current plan, the only way is to sacrifice himself with blood and forcibly increase his strength.

However, Cheng Weizhen seemed to have sensed his thoughts, and when Cyrus turned his head, he was knocked down by the other side with a knife.

Aww, will the big baby be angry when he wakes up?

Mr. Zombie thought melancholy, but his movements were not slow at all. He took off his upper body clothes and cleaned his neck. He sat on the ground, hugged the vampire in his arms, and pressed the other person's head on his neck, letting him The skin touched the pair of sharp fangs.

After getting ready, Cheng Weizhen stretched out his nails and cut a deep wound on his neck, from which red blood flowed out.The blood containing extremely terrifying energy stirred up Cyrus' blood instincts. He opened his eyes, and the red eyes obviously lost consciousness and only animal nature remained. attract.

The blood clan bit up.

The eldest baby lost so much blood and was injured, so he had to make up for it first.Cheng Weizhen thought happily.Maybe the big baby won't dislike his own blood in the future, hmph, those goblins outside won't be able to seduce his big baby anymore!

Cyrus has always only known that Cheng Weizhen is different from ordinary zombies, but he doesn't know what the difference is.In a sense, vampires and zombies are very similar, they are both walking corpses, and both use humans as rations.The blood of zombies is stinky and useless, and the blood of blood clans is mildewed and cursed, but Cheng Weizhen's blood is more like the blood of higher blood clans that has removed the curse and added delicious human blood.Powerful, easily absorbed, and extremely delicious.

This made Cyrus, who was in an unconscious state, take a lot of breath in one breath, and even the big hole in his chest healed unconsciously, but there was still a long way to go before he could fully recover.

Noticing that the person in his arms stopped sucking, Cheng Weizhen gently put the person on the platform, and covered him with his clothes as a quilt.The vampire with closed eyes looked extremely cute, and those mouths that had sucked blood were even more indescribably alluring.The idiotic zombie looked and looked, and waited until his ears caught the movement of the uninvited guest, and finally made up his mind to lower his head and nibbled on his red lips.

Alas!super sweet!

Cheng Weizhen seized the time and sneaked a few more kisses before leaving reluctantly.

The big baby's lips must never be given up to others!

He said silently in his heart.

Afterwards, those warm and soft expressions were all restrained, and a wanton sharp and tyrannical aura appeared beside him.Putting on a coat with a high collar, he walked out of the small room.

From the dark underground garages, from the dark corners of residential buildings, and from all areas of the city, zombies crawled out with a stench.A well-dressed female zombie whose muscles hadn't rotted yet had a cold smile on her pale face. The zombies silently gathered behind her, and then headed towards the underground garage.

"Ho ho!"

Cheng Weizhen watched the white-haired men and women break into the dark underground garage with cold eyes. They had the same indifferent expressions, holding various weapons in their hands, and stared blankly at the enemy standing in front of them.They are more like some kind of fine-tuned machinery than humans.

There were about 40 to 16 white-haired men and women in this team. The youngest one looked only 40 years old, and the oldest was a man around [-] years old.They moved quickly, and there was no unnecessary dialogue between them, and they rushed towards Cheng Weizhen.

It's a pity that the first attacker failed to reach Mr. Zombie. A dirt wall blocked his way forward. When the wall was broken, two zombies were exposed. Their rotten lips and teeth spit out foul-smelling gas. Relentlessly attacking humans.

If the survivors of Lu's base were still here, they would probably know these zombies.

After killing the little zombie with psychic powers, Cheng Weizhen did not disperse the group of zombies. His instinct made him control the group of zombies and follow the convoy far away, and then hid them in the city occupied by the zombies.While escaping, he was also calling for the tide of zombies. A single human being is certainly strong, but no matter how strong a human being is, he can't fight against the tide of zombies. This is a recognized fact.

Cheng Weizhen is smarter than ordinary zombies, and as his mental power strengthens, his mind becomes more and more clear.During this journey, he got many things that were useful to him. For example, now, the heads of the two earth-type supernatural zombies are each wearing a steel helmet, which is to prevent attacks.

After all, humans generally believe that only hitting the head can kill a zombie.

"Roar!" The roar sounded from every corner of the underground garage, the darkness hid the figures of the zombies that were about to move, and now, they didn't need to hide.Following the call of the king, the zombies came out of the cage.

Zombies will not get tired or injured, and the zombies under Cheng Weizhen generally have simple protection for themselves, which makes the pressure on white-haired men and women rise in vain, and the abilities they are proud of cannot be used in such a small space. , and the only exit of the garage is the entrance where countless zombies pour in.

"Captain!" A white-haired woman reported in a narrative tone, "Unable to complete the task, apply to return to the base!"

The older man turned his head sideways. He looked at the fully armed zombies, a trace of bewilderment flashed in his emotionless eyes, but finally he said, "Approved."

The white-haired men and women gave up on Cheng Weizhen and rushed out collectively. They are all strong people who surpass the average human level by two to three levels, and are the highest level of human beings. It is no problem to gather together and escape, but will Cheng Weizhen let them leave? ?

Of course not, this guy will not let go of anyone who dares to attack Cyrus.

Zombies were massacred by humans, and even supernatural powers could not stop their progress. At this moment, a scream rang through the garage, and white light swept across the group of zombies like a tide. Female zombies appeared at the end of the zombie wave.The fallen zombies stood up one by one, and the broken bodies were quickly repaired. The zombies stood up as they fell.

Cheng Weizhen gave his subordinates an appreciative look, his black mental ripples firmly controlled the current situation, and then gave the order decisively.

"Abolish the ability and capture humans alive."

Black flashed from the empty eye sockets of all the zombies, and the roaring and howling stopped suddenly, even the white-haired team was not used to this.There was no sound from the hordes of zombies, and there was no other sound in the garage except the explosion of supernatural powers. Of course, there was also the sound of bones rubbing against the bones of white light repairing zombies.

The endless battle will make anyone lose their fighting spirit. Cheng Weizhen walked towards his enemy, and the zombies gave way one after another, just like Moses divided the sea. He walked in front of these people, every word, indifferently He said proudly: "Surrender... Surrender."

The white-haired man and woman turned their attention to the leading man, and judged that the current situation was completely unfavorable to them. The white-haired leader immediately put down the weapon in his hand: "I surrender."

Cheng Weizhen ordered the zombies to tie up the humans, and the zombies with special abilities imprisoned them. Then he turned and went back to the small room where Sellers was placed. This time he called the female zombies.

Lu Jie was a crazy and powerful healer before she was alive. After transforming into a zombie, she was quickly absorbed by Cheng Weizhen's zombie wave and became an indispensable member.Healing abilities are useful anytime, especially now.

The sleeping Cyrus was less lively, but he was as cute as an angel. Cheng Weizhen's excitement from fighting all over his body soon calmed down after seeing him, and he motioned for Lu Jie to treat him.

White light shrouded Cyrus' body, these lights made the boy's brows tightly wrinkled, and then he opened his eyes.

"Oh..." Cheng Weizhen's big face occupied the entire field of vision, which almost startled him, but soon Cyrus pushed him away and sat up.

The big hole in the chest disappeared, and the life energy had been exhausted by the energy of the blood race. Although the body was still weak, as long as there was enough blood to replenish it, there would be no problem.This surprised Cyrus, he knew very well how dangerous his situation was at that time, and what a huge amount of blood would be needed to restore his heart to this situation.

So he asked Cheng Weizhen: "Did you catch all those people?"

Mr. Zombie nodded obediently, with an expectant expression on his face.

Satisfied, Cyrus leaned over and gently touched Mr. Zombie's cheek with his lips: "Great job."

Mr. Zombie laughed.

"Okay, let me go and see those people now." Lifting off the clothes on his body and putting them on for Cheng Weizhen, Cyrus smiled slyly, "Maybe I have to ask some of them."

The underground garage is always very cold, and Cyrus was much weaker due to excessive blood loss. When he walked out of the small room, he couldn't help shaking.This soon made Cheng Weizhen discover, and he quietly heated up the temperature around him, and the vampire boy unconsciously leaned towards him.

Ow!The big baby is so soft!

Because the white-haired men and women were extremely dangerous, they were tied up by the zombies with ropes and iron chains, each of them looked like rice dumplings.Cyrus looked over helplessly, and couldn't help but ask, "You tied this up?"

Cheng Weizhen immediately shook his head like a rattle: "Oh!" The subordinates did it themselves!

A group of zombies innocently looked at the boss who made the suggestion, not realizing that he had been blamed.

Cyrus didn't have any hope for the IQ of these zombies either. He walked up to the leading man and squatted down, frowning and looking at his pale hair and skin.

"Something's wrong." Muttering in his mouth, the blood race checked the others, "There's something wrong with their abilities. Bro, have you ever fought with them?"

Cheng Weizhen nodded.

"Are their attacks more effective than others?"

Cheng Weizhen's face wrinkled, and he nodded reluctantly.

"Sure enough." After cutting a person's skin to let the blood flow out, Cyrus frowned even tighter.

The emergence of supernatural powers is the evolution of human beings, which is based on the same principle as magic, which is based on a breakthrough in powerful power.This kind of power has a foundation. For example, the Holy See is the power of faith, the undead and vampires are the power of death, the devil is the power of demons, and human magicians are the power of life.The more advanced the ability is, the stronger the basic strength should be. This is complementary. It is absolutely impossible for the supernatural power to be strong while the basic strength is weak. This is unreasonable.

But these white-haired men and women, they have the power to be the top powerhouses, but their lives are like old people who are dying, and they are in danger of death at any time.Like their blood, like glue, powerless and tasteless, not attractive at all.

"These people were created. No wonder, no wonder..." In magic, only life magic can harm the blood race. The super strength of these people is obtained by overdrawing their vitality, so their attacks inevitably carry some life energy .

But it is a pity that this method is to directly extract people's lives in exchange for power. It is okay to create people with third- and fourth-level abilities. People with fifth-level abilities depend on their potential. People with sixth-level abilities cannot be produced at all. They are no longer human beings. have the vitality.

As long as Cyrus rises to the rank of marquis, this man-made powerhouse will not affect him at all, but now, these white-haired legions may provide great help to the stability of human beings.Thinking of this, Cyrus asked, "How did you catch them?"

Cheng Weizhen's ability should be between the fourth and fifth ranks. There are dozens of people in the white-haired army, no matter how he looks at it, he can't beat it.

"Aww." When it comes to this question, he has to admit that he has controlled the zombie tide, Cheng Weizhen looks a little nervous, but he never hides from Sellers, so a huge number of zombies appear in the underground garage, "Last time... stay…” he explained.

Unexpectedly, Cyrus looked very satisfied, his eyes sparkled, and he said appreciatively: "This is a good way, now we also have an army! Brother, you did a good job!"

The praise made Cheng Weizhen very happy, his fair skin showed a little red, he yelled twice, trying to invite the other party out for a stroll.Cyrus did not object to the proposal, and the two left the garage together.

Early winter came, and the sun sank obliquely into the ground. It was a cold night, there was not a single cloud in the sky, and the moon radiated a cold radiance. Cyrus licked his lips, closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

"Dark night, this is my favorite hour."

Like every blood race, the elegant and gentleman broke into the castles of the nobles, found the beautiful and noble girls who were sleeping, and showed their beauty in the silver light, so that the pure girls offered their necks willingly, and then Under the cover of night, he left calmly.Cyrus has always been a firm follower of this kind of behavior, until he ran to this world, wandering around in safe bases like refugee slums every day looking for food.

Oh, by the way, now he can't even get into the security base.

"We are going to choose a new safe base." Cyrus said sadly, "It will take a lot of time, oh, yes, we haven't stored food with us yet."

Cheng Weizhen screamed, and carried him to the roof of the nearest building. His slender fingers gently stroked the soft black hair, and there was only tenderness and indulgence in his eyes.

"I think I also need to develop some vampires. Tsk, lowly things like vampires." Cyrus said with disgust, "It would be great if the Castle of Eternal Night is here, or you can deliver a Saba to me alone, Otherwise, there is no need for me to create vampires myself."

Vampires are irrational beasts that are only born to suck blood. They have never been accepted by the vampires. The proud vampires have good blood and education, and are very rational and intelligent, putting instinct after reason and emotion.In the eyes of the vampires, all vampires are lunatics and bloodthirsty, and they will even desire the blood of high-ranking vampires, even if it comes from a noble and inaccessible figure and the blood is so difficult to drink.

But it is undeniable that if the vampires don't want to make descendants, and they don't have the blood of the elders in the clan, the only way for them to grow themselves is to create vampires, and then slowly train these vampires to make them elegant vampires.

"In the future, you will have an army of zombies, and I will have an army of vampires. Hehe, no human being in this world can escape!" It seems that this injury really stimulated Cyrus, and he even threw away his hidden principles. Step aside, "Those ignorant ignorant rude humans will pay for what they did!"

"Oh." Cheng Weizhen kissed his hair, and he agreed with everything he said.

"From now on, all human beings caught will be sent to me, and I will be responsible for transforming them!" Cyrus smiled sinisterly.

"Oh!" Those zombies can do these things!

"No, no, no, look at your subordinates, they all look like they have no brains, and they can't do anything. Let me tell you, although humans are quite annoying, but in terms of IQ, zombies are not as good as them." Cyrus felt that Cheng Weizhen's His expression was not quite right, and he immediately added, "Of course, you are an exception! You are smarter than everyone! Smart and powerful!"

Cheng Weizhen snorted twice, but a cry of satisfaction came from his throat, obviously Cyrus' compliment satisfied him.His cute performance made the blood youth couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips. Suddenly, he remembered something.

If the people of the White Hair Legion can't provide him with strength, where does the blood that allows him to repair his heart come from?Temporary arrest around here?Impossible, without the blood of two or three adults it is impossible to dissipate those life energies.

Thinking in his heart, Cyrus naturally asked.

Cheng Weizhen turned his head to the side, trying to confuse this question, because Cyrus has always been disgusted with his blood, and he doesn't want to be hated by him: "Oh~"

"Speak well and don't be cute!" Cyrus tapped his forehead, and then he froze, "Wait."

Suspicious eyes looked up and down Mr. Zombie's body, the blood youth narrowed his eyes, and he asked slowly: "Is it your blood?"

Cheng Weizhen stood up and wanted to escape.

Cyrus grabbed his arm and ripped open the turtleneck.

Two deep holes appeared in front of the eyes of the blood race on the white neck, and he was very familiar with the smell there.

"Really, what are you running, I don't blame you." The blood race lowered his eyes, he was a little overwhelmed by the complicated emotions in his heart, he knew how much blood he would suck and how much pain he would bring to others, However, the words of concern reached the tip of his tongue and were swallowed back.

He made people sit down, brushed his fingers over the two holes, and licked them lightly with the tip of his tongue. The unique ability of the blood race made the wound heal quickly, and finally no traces could be seen: "Does it hurt?"

Mr. Zombie's scalp is about to explode!

It doesn't hurt at all!

Really!