Love Eater [Quick Transmigration]

When Hongshui came outside the villa, he saw the wind sickle demon standing there respectfully waiting.

Beside the Wind Sickle Demon was a cute little boy who looked only four or five years old, wearing overalls and a pair of children's white rabbit sunglasses.And behind the wind sickle demon, there are more than a dozen darlings, all holding glazed trays in their hands, with gifts in them.

In fact, the material desire of most zombies is much smaller than that of humans.They are not afraid of the cold and heat, do not drink or smoke, have no aesthetics, and only ask for fresh and hot food.

However, an S-level humanoid veteran supernatural zombie like Flood has developed the ability to think intelligently, and as time goes by, he naturally develops some hobbies.

Hongshui walked slowly in front of the dozen or so darlings, and saw all kinds of small-leaf red sandalwood hand string carvings, large and small Vajra Bodhisattvas, red Buddha beads on the top of cranes, and Nanhong handles carved by Shanghai masters... Because of the spread of the global virus, the animals and plants that made them have all become extinct or mutated, and the masters who carved them no longer exist. These things are damaged and one less, which can be called a precious heritage that witnessed the original world. .

"Hehe, Wind Sickle Demon, it seems that you have told Heavenly Father about my hobbies." Hong Hong waved his hand, and his subordinates took the gifts one by one and brought them into the villa.

"Gifts should be given in a way that suits people's wishes." The Wind Sickle Demon bent over and smiled, "Don't you think so?"

These things actually existed in the area under the jurisdiction of the Wind Sickle Demon before, but there are less than 50 of them, these supernatural zombies. Even if they want to please the flood, there is no way to search for these luxuries that are not necessary for life in a large area.

It's different now, there are more than 3000 sane zombies under Heavenly Father's command, all over the entire jurisdiction, as long as there is an order, it is easy to collect and find anything.

Hongshui nodded, looked at the wind scythe demon coldly with his hands behind his back, and said, "Does Heavenly Father think that this can make up for my loss?"

"I marked my capable subordinate, and then sent this subordinate to give gifts. What does he mean?"

"Heavenly Father's meaning is of course... I am also one of the gifts." The Wind Sickle Demon bit her lower lip, with a forced smile on her face.

In fact, he really likes everything about Lu Wei.Unlike other places in Zombie City, Lu Wei's rule is full of hope and vitality.

But as part of the plan, he had to accept this arrangement.

"Hahahahaha!" Flood burst out a series of hearty laughter, stepped forward unceremoniously, drew energy fluctuations with his right hand, and pointed at the head of the wind scythe monster.

However, the blue water ripple imprint hit the wind sickle monster's brain several times, but it still couldn't wash away the small golden twelve pins, instead making it more radiant.

Flood's face changed.

what does that mean?This means that the level of power of the Heavenly Father is higher than that of his flood.

No... that's not possible.The time for the Heavenly Father to awaken his powers is only in the past two years, and no matter what, it is impossible to increase the level so quickly.

That's right, "King" is the most special among the supernatural zombies. It may be because of the special nature of his supernatural power that I can't break his brand.

It must be like this.

Besides, no matter how high the level of Heavenly Father is, they can only rely on transformed zombies to fight, and they have no ability to fight at all.As long as he can be captured, he will be slaughtered just like the young "king" before.

Thinking of this, Hongshui changed the posture of his right hand as calmly as possible, and patted the wind sickle demon on the shoulder instead, "The heavenly father is so sincere, how can I win people's love? Since you have followed the heavenly father, Just work with him."

He thought he moved extremely fast, surrounded by zombies with abilities lower than his level, and no one could see the clues.

Sure enough, the Wind Sickle Demon didn't notice it, and immediately heaved a sigh of relief, showing a bright and sincere smile to Hongshui, "Thank you for your magnanimity!"

Seeing the wind scythe demon's smile, Hongshui suddenly felt his heart suffocate. He hummed and said, "You don't have to thank me. If you're sincere, let your boss come here, and I'll have a good chat with him."

After finishing speaking, he was going back to his villa without revealing any other meaning.

Just as Lu Wei had expected before, Flood was a cautious character, and he would not scatter eagles if he did not see a rabbit.

But what he didn't expect was that Hongshui couldn't dispel the imprint of the twelve knuckles in the brain of the Wind Sickle Demon, and brought it back into his command, which caused an unexpected change in his next plan.

However, adjusting tactics according to changes in the situation is itself the basic quality of being a commander.

The flood couldn't disperse his mark... This in itself is a rare opportunity.

Maybe, things will be smoother and simpler than what he planned before.

The little thing pushed the wide sunglasses on his face, and suddenly took a step forward, and said in a childlike voice, "Uncle Feng, isn't that uncle a friend of Dad? We all gave him so many things, why didn't he invite you?" Shall we go into that beautiful big house and have a look?"

The voice is clear and loud, full of innocence, and there is absolutely no way to ignore its existence.

Flood turned around and saw it was the little thing. He suddenly smiled, walked up to the little thing, bowed, pinched that cute chubby cheek, "You are the son of the Heavenly Father, huh? I've heard of you."

"Yes, that's what they call my father." The little thing raised his face, his expression was full of pride, "Uncle, your house is really big and beautiful!"

"Okay." Hong Hong bent down and picked up the little thing, "In this case, you can live in uncle's house and wait for your father to pick you up. What do you think?"

"Okay, okay!" The little thing clapped his hands, "I want to live in a beautiful house!"

"Then let's go!" The smile on Flood's face was kind, and he glanced at the wind sickle monster inadvertently, "You come too, let's talk about the old days, and let the rest of the people go back and report to the heavenly father. .”

Before the flood, I had heard that the Heavenly Father always had a child with him, and he loved the child very much, and had a deep affection for each other.

High-level supernatural zombies, because of the birth of intelligent thinking, will indeed produce such things as "emotions". Hongshui has no doubts about this rumor.

Fortunately, the words of the little thing reminded the flood.

Detain the son of the heavenly father, and his powerful subordinate Fengsiyao, even if the heavenly father doesn't want to see him anymore, he has to come to see him.

At that time, he laid a net of heaven and earth... the flesh and crystal nucleus of the heavenly father is what he has in his pocket.

Thinking of this, the smile on Hong Hong's face became even more kind. He kissed the little thing on the cheek and stepped into the gate of the villa, "I heard that you like candy? Uncle has a lot of candy and many interesting things. You Will definitely like it."

"Hahaha, uncle, don't be like this, the beard is so prickly." The little thing grinned and pushed Shui Shui's cheek with his fat and short hands, which caused Shui Shui to laugh heartily again.

However, although the little boy was smiling, the smile never reached his eyes as dark as the night under the little white rabbit sunglasses.

The author has something to say: Mr. Lu, who is so cool and crazy, has one more black history~~ How does it feel to be hugged by an uncle while pretending to be tender and cute?

Mr. Lu can't bear to look back and support his forehead~