Undead Farm

Chapter 271 The Fire of the Sun
"elder sister?"

"Private chat?"

Thinking that the four female guards looked at the woman in blue in astonishment, Ye San was more worried about the woman in blue who seemed to be able to detect ghosts.

What on earth does she want to talk to me about?
"Okay, come with me."

Under the complicated gaze of single dog Ize, in the middle of the night, he brought the woman in blue into the office of the city lord's mansion.

The interior decoration is very simple, just a small round table with a few ordinary stools on both sides of the table.

There is also a pot of unfinished pickled jaggery fish on the table, which is still steaming, and it is the favorite lunch of the dull night.

"Well, the conditions are simple. I hope you don't mind. Sit down."

She took the lead to sit down and then waved casually, but the woman had so many stools and didn't choose, so she sat directly next to the middle of the night.

"Uh, do you want something to drink? The iced crocodile lizard milk we have here is very good." Ye Sangen said a little unnaturally.

"Zhou Hong." The woman shook her head and whispered two words.

"what?"

"I said, my name is Zhou Hong, you can call me... Hong." The woman looked at Ye Sangeng's fat face and said slowly.

This made Ye Sangeng suddenly feel a little scalp tingling.

"This... we don't seem to know each other that well, do we? I'd better call you Miss Zhou."

"what ever."

Seeing Zhou Hong just looking at him quietly, Ye San laughed stiffly.

"I didn't even introduce myself, my name is..."

"I know."

Girl, if you do this, we won’t be able to talk today.

Ye Sangeng moved the stool back a little: "Miss Zhou is so young, but her strength is unpredictable. It's really admirable. I don't know what you want to talk to me this time?"

Zhou Hong suddenly moved his nose, reached out and picked up the bowls and chopsticks placed on the table at midnight, and pointed at the pot of pickled pepper fish.

"convenient?"

"Uh, it's convenient, but do you want me to help you get another tableware?"

"Need not."

After finishing speaking, Zhou Hong took a small piece of fish fillet into the pot with the chopsticks he had used in the middle of the night, and lightly lifted the veil with his left hand, revealing half of his jade-like chin. The fillets disappeared.

"what?"

Zhou Hong suddenly raised his eyebrows and glanced at the fish in the pot in surprise.

The white meat soup was thick, spicy and red. She could feel a slight pain after eating it, but the mellow fish aroma left an aftertaste in her mouth. She took a spoonful of the fish soup and slurped it slightly, it was even more sweet.

"Is it fresh? I added some crocodile lizard milk." Ye Sangen said with a smile.

This was taught by Weng Ling before he left, and he never gets tired of eating it every day.

Zhou Hong nodded lightly, took another bite, put down his chopsticks, and sat up straight after seeing this.

Finally got down to business!
Zhou Hong took out a silk handkerchief and wiped his mouth lightly, then said casually, "Are you an undead?"

"Ah? Are you kidding me? I'm a real person!" Ye Sangen's heart trembled, and his muscles tensed unconsciously.

Zhou Hong's tone was different from those who called him undead before. The latter was a curse followed by resentment, but Zhou Hong seemed to be talking about a trivial matter.

"Don't admit it?"

Zhou Hong tapped a little on the table suddenly with his fingers, and with a bang, a flame suddenly popped out from her shoulder, and then covered a corner of the room.

Ye Sangen looked in horror at the invisible ghost screaming silently in horror, but the flames only surrounded it and did not touch it.

"The fire of the sun, the archetype of the holy light, is designed to subdue the unclean."

Zhou Hong tapped again, and the flame disappeared immediately. Except for the slightly hot air, there was no trace left.

"Unclean things? Then do you think I am clean?"

In the middle of the night, expressionless, he calmly looked at the beautiful woman sitting beside him, who was less than thirty centimeters away from him.

Zhou Hong raised his eyes and stared intently at midnight for more than ten seconds, then slowly shook his head.

"You're clean, but..."

Zhou Hong suddenly moved his head closer to Ye Sangeng, his eyelashes almost touched his cheek, a warm air mixed with a faint fragrance spread to Ye Sangeng's nose, just when he realized he wanted to retreat, Zhou Hong sat back upright.

"I can smell it, you have a dead breath on your body."

Dead gas?

Could it be that he has been too close to those zombies recently?

wrong!Even the archbishop couldn't see his anomaly, so why is this woman?
She must be lying to herself. Being seen through by the ghost just means that she has strong mental strength, but it can be cleared up by saying that it has nothing to do with me, which does not prove anything.

"Stop joking, how can I have death energy in me! Although you are very strong, you still have to pay for talking nonsense!"

"I didn't talk nonsense."

Zhou Hong shook his head, and slowly lifted up his sleeves: "Because, I also have this smell on my body."

Ye Sangen saw that all the blood vessels on Zhou Hong's arm had turned like green and black earthworms, and his expression changed.

This kind of scars can only be found on dead people, and it seems that the blood in the blood vessels has stopped flowing. Is Zhou Hong dead or alive this week? !
"you……"

"Don't worry, I'm not your kind," Zhou Hong pulled off his sleeves, trying to cover his ferocious arms again.

"At least not for the time being."

Ye San thought about it, and suddenly boldly pressed Zhou Hong's hand: "Can I have a look?"

Zhou Hong was taken aback for a moment, and immediately reacted and took back the rushing red light from her body. Seeing that Ye Sangeng was scalded by her, her teeth were grinning, her hands were about to smoke and she didn't hold back her hands. She turned her eyes to the side and nodded stiffly. nod.

Ye Sangeng rubbed his hands together, and healed himself with two death ray coils to heal his burns, then put his hand on Zhou Hong's arm which was cold and hot.

"This is...that's right, the blood is all stagnant! I don't know if the heartbeat is still..." Realizing that the other party's body temperature was about to boil again, Ye Sangeng quickly withdrew his hand.

"Um... what's wrong with you? Why are your symptoms so similar to..."

"A dead person?" Zhou Hong turned his head and covered his sleeves.

"Because I'm dying."

"I came here just to find a medicine that can save me. Fortunately, I found it."

"medicine?"

Ye Sangen frowned, thinking about what precious things he had around him that no one else had.

With a flash of inspiration, he said vigilantly: "You want to snatch my interdimensional crack?!"

But Zhou Hong shook his head and looked at him steadily:

"No, it's you I want."

"I?"

In the middle of the night, the hairs jumped up, covering the skeleton in an instant, and the excess bones condensed into a pair of huge bone wings behind him, like a king of heaven.

But Zhou Hong still sat on the same spot, seemingly indifferent, but a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes:

"Yes, I want to marry you, marry me!"

(End of this chapter)