Wear it quickly and don’t mess with the cutie

Qiao Muxi immediately shrank in her arms, and in her timid peripheral vision, red blood and black mixed together.

She pressed her face against Luo Xiran's neck, and the long eyelashes under her eyes blinked tremblingly, as if scratching an itch, causing the zombie's body to stiffen and the body's temperature to rise strangely.

After being put into the car, the ceramic doll raised her little face innocently and asked worriedly: "The zombies are gone. Are Shuohua and the others okay?"

Luo Xiran bent down and got into the car, and then kissed his forehead: "Don't worry, they will not be in danger."

He hugged Qiao Muxi as if he wanted to melt her into his blood and bones so that he could feel at ease, for fear that what just happened would scare her.

But the beautiful little person huddled in her arms obediently, her heart still rising and falling before she could recover.

When she calmed down, Luo Xiran said hoarsely: "Are you hungry?"

She rubbed it against her chest like a kitten, and she pouted: "I don't want to eat, I have no appetite..."

Luo Xiran frowned fiercely and thought about what to cook for a while. This was not easy for zombies. After all, his little human was not easy to feed and was very picky about food.

He wanted to give her better and the best, but the zombie always thought she was hungry and pitiful.

The word "lack of appetite" stumped the fearless zombies.

"Eat grilled fish? That's what you like," Luo Xiran said in a consulting tone: "It's impossible not to eat."

The tone and attitude were very good, and he was completely considering her, but he was doting with a hint of toughness.

She said slowly: "I'm thinking of you...", and then glanced over Luo Xiran's side. As expected, the area around the car was empty.

Just now, her mind went blank and her legs were so weak that she was trembling. She had no time to think about where the zombies appeared from and why they didn't bite her.

Could it be that because Luo Xiran was holding her at that time, the zombies mistook her for one of their own kind.

"What do you miss me for?" Luo Xiran asked funnyly.

She was a little confused, so she asked Luo Xiran in front of her: "Where did those zombies come from? Will they suddenly appear again?"

"will not"

"Shuohua and the others were not injured, the zombies only bite other people," Qiao Muxi muttered to himself, but zombies have no intelligence.

"Unless someone controls it," the system said.

She looked at Luo Xiran who was close at hand, and an idea emerged.

"He deserves to die." Luo Xiran touched her cheek with a gentle hand and sighed: "If I dare to miss you, I will die ten thousand times!"

He had to kill the man who was thinking about Qiao Muxi, so the man's subordinates and the group of people who blocked him all died.

"It's...you called me here"

"Yes," Luo Xiran admitted.

Although Luo Xiran was there, the zombies would not harm her, but thinking of the circles of zombies not far away where she could not see, the terrifying scene she accidentally saw through the gap emerged in her mind uncontrollably.

"Then let the zombies go away..." She nuzzled coquettishly and made the request: "Stay away."

She suspected that these inexplicable zombies were related to him.

Luo Xiran is the zombie king. This is a fact. From the plot, it is easy to know that controlling zombies is the zombie king's increasingly powerful ability in the later period.

"Okay", Luo Xiran kissed the top of her head with nostalgia: "I'll let them leave. I'm different from zombies, don't be afraid of me."

"I'm not afraid of you," Qiao Muxi buried her face in Luo Xiran's neck and whispered.

What she was afraid of were dark, twisted zombies with missing limbs and dripping with blood.

Luo Xiran has nothing in common with zombies, and is even more human than the person who was tortured after the zombie outbreak.

And after being together for so long, Luo Xiran would no longer be afraid of him just because he is a zombie.