I opened a Clinic in the Apocalypse

Wen Qingling appeared beside him.

Xiao Hen ignored him, turned his back to him, and continued to wreak havoc on the weeds.

Wen Qingling: "My 'true king' status has been challenged."

Xiao Hen continued to ignore him, being a lawn mower with no emotion.

Wen Qingling walked behind him, stretched his neck to look at Xiao Hen's expression, "After the mutation, he became even more handsome."

Xiao Hen mowed the grass for a while, tried hard to suppress the corners of his mouth that were about to rise, and continued to mow the grass indifferently.

Wen Qingling sighed, "As expected of my companion 'sub-king', the genes are powerful, look at this handsome face."

Xiao Hen: "..."

Xiao Hen disappeared indifferently, and appeared on the city wall in another direction, continuing to mow the grass.

Wen Qingling followed, "How did these grasses offend you? You want to hurt them like this."

Xiao Hen paused, stood up, walked forward along the wall, and let the weed die.

Now he has all the powers of the space system, and he doesn't need to walk on his feet at all. He did this just to let Wen Qingling keep up with him.

Wen Qingling did catch up quickly.

He was a little puzzled, "What's wrong?"

Xiao Hen said indifferently, "Think for yourself."

Wen Qingling thought about it seriously, "Are you angry at the washing of human blood?"

Xiao Hen: "..."

Xiao Hen was so angry that he continued to walk forward.

Wen Qingling was surprised, "You don't feel sorry for the corpse poison of the eighth-level evolved body, do you? ...Of course, if you really don't want it, I can put it back for you."

Weird.

Wen Qingling observed Xiao Hen's reaction, and he dared to admit that a beating would definitely be inevitable today.

Xiao Hen inhaled, stopped and turned around, looking at him expressionlessly, "Am I angry because of this?"

Wen Qingling blinked, "Then what is your reason?"

Xiao Hen was so angry that his brain ached, he gritted his teeth and said, "You are killing my love for you, if you say no, then don't, if you say wash it off, then wash it off!"

What he was afraid of was not the corpse poison of human blood or the eighth-level evolutionary body, but emotion!

Emotions unique to humans!

He didn't want to lose the ability to like Wen Qingling, even if human blood would make him weak, he still didn't want to lose it.

He was afraid that he would become a cold zombie with no emotion. He was afraid that after becoming a zombie, he would lose himself and live only by instinct, but these were not what he was most afraid of. He was most afraid that he would not like Wen Qingling.

He was very scared and panicked, but Wen Qingling couldn't accept any of his emotions at all, he would only do what he thought was good.

Wen Qingling understands but doesn't understand, "Since I like it, how can it be washed away?"

Xiao Hen looked gloomy, and looked at him deeply, "If I become a zombie, do you think I will still have feelings and know what liking is? I may forget you, forget liking you, our Relationship will become an instinct in the genes, no emotion, no liking."

Wen Qingling stared into his eyes, "Then do you still like me now?"

Xiao Hen wanted to say angrily that he didn't like it, but looking at the face so close, he couldn't say the three words.

Wen Qingling understood his emotions and felt inexplicably happy.

Xiao Hen was stunned, he seemed to feel the joy of Wen Qingling, this feeling was very strange, as if he could really "communicate" and feel each other's feelings.

Wen Qingling said: "Zombies themselves are also human beings. I let go of the restrictions and let them grow freely. Many of them have subconsciously turned themselves into real human beings. What humans have, they will also have. You are the same, you The emotion you want to keep doesn't go away unless your liking is fake."

Xiao Hen's eyes gradually darkened, and his breath locked on the person in front of him, "Do you think it's true or not?"

Wen Qingling's quiet eyes brightened, "I'm telling you lies, will you continue to blame these weeds?"

Xiao Hen's eyes were stained with a little smile, "Maybe it's not just these weeds..."

He stretched out his hand to cover Wen Qingling's white and tender cheeks, and whispered softly, "It might even hurt you."

The distance between the two was extremely close, and their breathing was entangled. Wen Qingling didn't avoid it, and Xiao Hen tacitly agreed that the little zombie agreed to kiss him.

The lips touched, and soon parted. The soft and warm touch made both of them feel unspeakable trembling.

Xiao Hen's eyes were as deep as the sea, filled with terrifying desires that were constantly compressed and accumulated. He looked into the little zombie's eyes, and the little zombie's eyes were confused, as if he hadn't woken up from the trembling just now. He didn't seem to understand what this feeling was. What, just feel very comfortable.

The little zombie suddenly grabbed the back of Xiao Hen's neck and pressed towards him, changing from passive to active. His lips collided fiercely, and the inside of his lips was broken by teeth. Beastly, the little zombie is like a little beast that has no choice but to bite Xiao Hen's lip. The two people's lips are stained with blood, bloody and bloody.

Xiao Hen wanted to be gentle and take things step by step. He didn't want to scare away the little zombie who rarely took the initiative, but the savagery and eagerness of the little zombie made his desire that had been blocked for a long time explode instantly, no matter how difficult it was to control.

The strong and passionate love was passed on to the little zombie. The little zombie felt the firework explode in his head, his hands and feet were limp, and he hummed softly, his voice was soft like a hook. Xiao Hen's long-standing emotion and longing, at this moment All erupted, all sanity collapsed.

He grabbed the person into his arms, breathing disorderly, "If you don't want to, you can push me away..."

The little zombie has this strength, if he doesn't want to, he can easily reject all of Xiao Hen's actions.

Xiao Hen hugged the little zombie who was leaning against him softly, and with a flash, he had already led the people away from the city wall and appeared in his Grand Commander's Mansion.

The little zombie still clung to his neck, obviously dissatisfied with the status quo, the veins on Xiao Hen's forehead twitched, and the passionate kiss was pressed down again, and the two entangled all the way to the bedroom...

They are connected with each other, what Xiao Hen can feel, Wen Qingling can also feel, one of them is the "true king" and the other is the "sub-king", they evolved together, from now on, no one in the world is closer than them.

They are unique to each other.

What Wen Qingling lacked, Xiao Hen could make up for him.

They have the same heart and feel the same.

In the sky above Yunjing City, two black shadows quickly passed by.

In the black viscous liquid, the pale man slowly opened his eyes, his face full of hostility.

When the black shadow flew over the sky for the second time, the pale man waved his hand. The reconnaissance plane in the sky seemed to be covered by an invisible net, unable to fly, the engine stopped, and it fell straight from the sky and hit the ground.

The driver quickly reported the situation, "Call the headquarters, call the headquarters, the engine is shut down, the reconnaissance plane is falling, the skydiving countdown..."

The reconnaissance plane fell straight from the sky, hitting the ground, and two balls of flames rose one after another.

Two black dots in the air wobbled and landed in Yunjing City.

The pale man stood up from the viscous liquid, all the black liquid connected to him broke, and fell back into the black pool unwillingly.

The man walked towards the shore step by step. His face was pale and gloomy, and he walked towards the distance step by step.

Wherever he passed, countless zombies followed him one after another.

The "General" and "Turret" who had been standing by the pool followed closely, and the one-armed doll, who was still trying to taste the black liquid, looked at the man going away, and then at the quiet black liquid. Swallowing his saliva, he muttered in his mouth: so much energy, I only taste one bite, as long as one bite, I promise not to eat more...

Then, he plunged into the viscous liquid.

The black liquid that had calmed down instantly boiled, strips of black liquid rushed towards the one-armed doll crazily like live fish, bit its flesh and blood, and burrowed into its skin...

The one-armed doll's young body was about to explode, and it let out a painful scream.

The man who left stretched out his hand to grab the one-armed doll that was thumping in the black liquid, and it fell to the ground with a slap. After rolling around, one of the tentacles on the head will fall off, and the small body will also be raised.

Before the black energy tore the one-armed doll apart, it was first absorbed and digested by the one-armed doll. Its lost arms grew back, its body grew longer, its tentacles disappeared, its mouth plate disappeared, and thick and smooth black hair grew.

The one-armed doll turned into a slender and fair boy with big scarlet eyes and a pretty face.

The boy got up from the ground, looked at his new body and newly grown arms, and was very happy. With big scarlet eyes, he looked at the pale man.

The man stretched out his hand to him, and the young boy ran over bouncingly, took the man's hand, and followed the man all the way forward.

Wen Qingling suddenly opened his eyes.

The hands around his waist tightened, Xiao Hen pulled him over and hugged him in his arms, and patted him lightly, "Let's rest for a while."

Wen Qingling turned her head to look at Xiao Hen, "I have sensed a wild sunflower."

Xiao Hen opened his eyes, his eyes were clear, obviously neither of them slept, and they didn't need to sleep, "The one that Fang Zhen took away?"

Wen Qingling nodded.

Xiao Hen sat up, "Where is it?"

Wen Qingling also wanted to sit up, but her waist was still a little sore and she hadn't fully recovered.

Xiao Hen stretched out his hand, hugged the man, and let him sit by himself. He didn't need Wen Qingling to speak, Xiao Hen had already sensed his faint worry, "Shall we go get it back?"

Wen Qingling leaned against Xiao Hen, and touched Xiao Hen's chest dishonestly with her fingers. The skin was smooth, the muscles were firm, and the hand felt good.

Xiao Hen grabbed that dishonest hand, Wen Qingling looked up at him, "Don't touch it?"

Xiao Hen's eyes darkened, "Unless you still want to stay in bed for a few days."

Wen Qingling thought about the possibility of another fight, recalling the thrill of dying, the trembling and suffocation at the peak, he still feels his scalp is numb, and his bones are so soft that he is about to ascend to heaven...

Wen Qingling glanced at Xiao Hen, inexplicably a little guilty, this is not a comfortable sentence to express, he has been jumping between life and death these days, he really almost died on the bed.

At the same time that Wen Qing's heart still had lingering fears, every nerve was aroused to tremble in his memory, his fingers and toes could not help curling up, it was too exciting, it made him miss and a little scared.

Thinking that he, Wen Qingling, could not die after being torn to pieces, but almost died on the bed, if this spread, it would be very unprofessional.

Wen Qingling sat up and said solemnly: "The business is important, we will fight later."

Wen Chengzhu secretly made up his mind, next time, next time, he will not be so unpromising, he will definitely let Xiao Hen feel the trembling of his soul dancing on his sensitive nerves!

Xiao Hen saw his bluff, laughed lowly, "Okay."

Seeing him laughing, Wen Qingling was suddenly a little upset, kicked him, but withdrew his strength, but there was no injury.

Xiao Hen smiled and held his white and slender ankle, "Where is that evolved blood sunflower?"

Wen Qing's eyes darkened, "Yunjing City."

Xiao Hen: "..."

Why is it Yunjing City?That's a super honeycomb, and it explodes when you poke it.

Wen Qingling bared his teeth, "Even if he really becomes king, we have two quasi-kings here, why don't we blow his dog's head off?"

Xiao Hen: "..."

What Xiao Hen was most worried about came true.