Quick wear: the villain's father's fine cub

Chapter 200 The Zombie Dad is a Wave 47
The consciousness of the floating dust is chaotic, and it feels like the body is floating, like falling into the water.

Opening his eyes, he saw Rourou's figure in a daze.

She stood viciously aside, with a sharp pain in her hand.

"Why don't you drink?"

"Why throw it at my child?"

"You sinister and vicious thing..."

With his vision blurred, Fu Chen heard the sound of Rou Rou gnashing his teeth.

The voice is not very real, but the tone of wishing to bite into pieces and eat them raw is very clear.

The floating dust was in a daze, and his consciousness once again fell into chaos.

I don't know how long it took, but my mind became clearer.When she opened her eyes, she felt that her brain was as clear as water, refreshed, and only a little painful.

Fu Chen tilted his head and looked at the painful place, which was his wrist.

Only then did I realize that I was soaking in the pool.

The smell of the pool is very familiar, it is the smell of milk that I often drink.

spiritual water.

Fuchen sat up and stared at his wrist, there were several lumps running across it, as if there had been an injury here before, and it had healed completely.

Fuchen touched the fleshy bump on his wrist, and he knew very well that he had been cut and bled.

It's just that in this spiritual water, it healed itself again.

The opponent's goal is not his own death, but his own blood.

Fuchen is puzzled, what does Rourou want her own blood for?
Fuchen stood up and walked out of the spiritual water step by step.

The whole space is milky white, and the barriers cannot be distinguished.Looking around the eyes are milky white like cotton candy.

After walking a dozen steps, I walked out of the pool and wandered all the way.

This is Rourou's personal space.

Apparently, she was kidnapped.

Without the instigation of the other party, I cannot get out of this space.

Fuchen wandered around and saw a zombie.His expression was dull, and his body was tied to a chair.There were ragged wounds on his body, and a bed of pus.

It's not uncommon to see this kind of thing everywhere on the street.

But it is very strange in the soft space.

One was placed near the precious spiritual water, why was there a zombie.

Reminiscent of those words that Rourou said in the dim consciousness.

Fuchen looked around the zombie, leaned over and sniffed with his nose.

Nothing unusual, just a smell of dead bodies.

When I got up, my brain flashed, and I recalled one thing: that bottle of milk... the taste is quite familiar.

Familiar, it is mixed with corpse water!
Because milk is very familiar, and the smell of zombies is very familiar, the two things are mixed together, the brain did not react in time, and thought it was the familiarity of milk.

Fuchen suddenly understood everything.

For some reason, Rou Rou gave herself milk with corpse water.

The corpse water comes from this bound zombie.

The pits and hollows on him are the corpses dug up by Rou Rou, roasted and crushed, mashed into powder, made into juice, and added to the milk.

But she didn't think it tasted good, so she threw the bottle as a murder weapon to her child.

Rourou is so angry, I'm afraid... Fuchen straightened her body, knowing that the sense of control and initiative of breaking away made her extremely comfortable: this guy lifted a rock and shot her in the foot, and her child became a zombie.

So, furious, she tied herself up.

Fuchen smiled, and there was a gloomy light hidden in his smile.

She dragged the chair with the zombies tied to it, walked towards the spirit pool, and threw it down.

"thump".

Water splashes.

The zombies sank to the bottom of the pool.

The small spiritual pool was soaked with zombies, all of which were polluted.

Fuchen smiled, and treated himself as an experimental subject, did he ask Lao Tzu if he agreed?
Thinking of being treated as a laboratory mouse, being hit by a car again, thrown into this spirit pool for bloodletting, and kept bleeding... Fuchen became more angry, his mind became clearer, and the smile on his face became brighter.

My blood...you deserve it too?

Standing in place, I quietly watched small bubbles appear one after another on the surface of the zombies at the bottom of the water.The black and red blood flowed in the spiritual water for a long time before disappearing invisible.

Fu Chen remembered that this spiritual water could attack zombies, but it couldn't resist zombie viruses.

Now that the spirit water is corroding the zombies, all the spirit water in this pool will become corpse water...

Fuchen continued walking, and after a while, he saw another zombie.

Enter the water as usual.

Lost five in a row.

The spiritual pool looks much "full" because of the addition of zombies.

Fuchen watched the zombie "thin" a little bit, and his eyes became charming.I took a sip of water and put it in the water, um...that's the smell.

Afterwards, Fuchen wandered around again.But turn around and come back to the same place.

The floating dust is clear, this space is just that.

I'm afraid Rou Rou is somewhere else.

Not urgent.

"Spiritual Water" is still here...

After all the zombies disappeared, Fuchen waited quietly.Put your feet in the water, counting the time bit by bit.

For a long time, for a long time, Fu Chen heard a sound.

Going into the water quietly, the floating dust slowed down and floated on the water.The eyes are slightly closed, only opening a gap.Place your hands freely on the surface of the water.

Rourou appeared in the Lingshui Pool, staring at Fuchen with cold eyes.Going into the water, walked to Fuchen's hands, took out a knife, and put his eyes on Fuchen's heart.

This time, the heartache will definitely be different... Rou Rou stretches out her hand to prick her.

Fuchen opened his eyes suddenly, pressed his elbow on the opponent's joints, grabbed the opponent's knife, and gave the opponent's neck blood with his backhand, and pressed her head into the water.

Rou Rou was defenseless, and only had her right hand, so she was caught by Fu Chen all the way.

Fuchen snatched the knife from her hand, and stabbed Rourou violently.

Rou Rou stretched out her hand, trying to block it—her subconscious movements were too obvious, and she was caught by the weak point of the floating dust: in the space, she can't use supernatural powers!
Fuchen was more happy in his heart, and operated on Rourou who was still in confinement.

The movement was too comfortable, and as he became more and more proficient, a strange joy rose in his heart.

Rourou gradually became weak and fell into the water, becoming a bloody person.

The blood blurred, turning the pond into blood.

Fuchen raised his soft right hand and cut the whole thing.

Grabbing the severed hand, he stood up, walked out of the pool, swiped the fingers of the severed hand, a gap opened in the space, and the floating dust came out.

The landing point is in a cave.

As soon as the floating dust appeared, he felt a gaze behind him.

Turning his head, he saw a child chained up with three fresh fish beside him.

Fuchen looked at the meat doll zombie, with limbs like lotus roots and a head like a pumpkin, this is Rourou's child.

It's really a zombie.

Fuchen smiled.

This is the zombie that ate its own blood.

The zombies seemed to feel the danger of the same kind, and raised their limbs to run.

However, it is locked with thick chains and cannot escape.

Fuchen smiled and admired the little zombie who escaped. Is this the zombie who wants to drink his blood?
He raised the sharp knife in his hand and stabbed the little pumpkin.Break open the "pumpkin", dig out the crystal nucleus inside, and throw it into the mouth.

While eating, I noticed something was wrong.

She lowered her head to compare the size of the child, and then looked at her own size.

She seems to have grown up.

(End of this chapter)