In the dark night, he was hugged tightly by a corpse, especially because the corpse was very powerful. Duanmuqing had no way to break free. His hands kept struggling, trying to break open the two...
Arms like iron pincers.
But those two arms were like real iron pliers, at least Duanmu Qing couldn't get rid of them.
Duanmuqing could not help but frown as a tingling sensation spread across his neck, and then he let out an uncontrollable gasp: "Ah..."
At this time, the old Taoist happened to come over with two shovels. Duanmuqing stretched out his arms to get rid of the corpse's control. From the old Taoist's point of view, Duanmuqing and the corpse were hugging each other tightly at this time.
In Lao Dao's impression, Duanmu Qing is a sissy, so when he is usually with him, what Lao Dao is most worried about is that he will bend over or be forced to bend over by him.
Now seeing that guy actually holding a man's body, and the action was so intimate, the old man felt like he was going to vomit. It seems that this sissy is really a fucking pervert!
"What the hell are you doing!" The old Taoist looked at the scene in front of him and felt that his outlook on life was shattered. He finally couldn't help shouting out loud.
In the old Taoist's impression, Duanmu Qing is a sissy, so if that guy likes men, the old Taoist will not be surprised at all, but now this guy actually got together with a man's corpse, which the old Taoist will never tolerate.
The old Taoist voice sounded, and the corpse seemed to have exhausted the last bit of strength in its body, and fell to the ground again with a thud, leaving Duanmuqing sitting quietly on the ground.
"What were you doing just now? You want a man so much? That's so disgusting!"
The old Taoist walked to the side and attacked Duanmu Qing with vicious words.
In the veteran's impression, this sissy-like guy will definitely jump up and spit on his face, and then scold himself severely. The veteran is already familiar with this set of procedures, so he has been mentally prepared for it.
But to his surprise, the sissy was still sitting on the ground, motionless.
The old man was holding two shovels and was a little confused. He didn't know what this sissy was doing. He raised his foot and lightly kicked Duanmu Qing and shouted, "Hey, what the hell is wrong with you!"
After being kicked by the old Taoist, Duanmuqing finally came to his senses, but he didn't say much. He just covered his neck with his hands, jumped up and pointed at the old Taoist's nose and cursed loudly, "Fuck your mother, I am my mother."
It’s not okay to think about life, it’s none of your business!”
Although he was sprayed, the old man was not angry. Instead, he felt comfortable all over. He was a sissy. If Duanmuqing had not sprayed him just now, the old man would have felt something was wrong.
"Hurry up and dig a hole, stop talking nonsense!" Duanmuqing covered his neck and walked aside.
The old Taoist took a shovel and walked aside cursing. Although he had a lot of opinions about Duanmu Qing in his heart, the old Taoist had a very clear view of himself. If they were to criticize each other, he would definitely not be that sissy's opponent, so even though he had a lot of opinions,
However, the old man didn't say much, he just took a shovel and started digging a hole in the ground.
Duanmuqing on the side was sitting on the ground with his hands on his neck. The wound on his neck bitten by the thing stung a little. The most important thing was that there was a cold breath from the wound that kept seeping into his body.
Duanmuqing is a corpse exorcist, and no one knows better than him the consequences of being bitten by a zombie.
The old Taoist next to him was desperately digging a hole with a shovel, and soon he was sweating.
Although the old man kept scolding the sissy in his heart, on the surface he didn't dare to have any objection at all, because the sissy was really difficult to deal with.
The old Tao kept digging the hole, and sweat kept rolling off his head. Duanmuqing looked at the old Tao, smelling the smell of flesh and blood on his body, and couldn't help but lick his lips. The smell of flesh and blood was really the biggest temptation.
The old Taoist kept digging, sweating more and more on his body, and the blood and flesh boiled more violently. The smell of flesh and blood became increasingly difficult for Duanmuqing to resist.
Finally, Duanmuqing couldn't bear it anymore, stood up and hugged Lao Dao.
The old man waving the shovel was stunned for a moment. He squeezed his legs tightly and slowly turned his head to look at Duanmu Qing's eyes full of desire.
The cold sweat on the old Taoist's head immediately started to fall down, even more than when he was digging the hole just now.
"Empress...brother...elder brother, you...what are you going to do..."
Feeling the strength of Duanmuqing's arms holding him, the old man felt that his head was confused. What was this guy going to do? I am a straight man!
But it seems reasonable that this sissy is prettier than a woman.
Thinking of this, the veteran suddenly realized that he wanted to slap himself twice. What the hell is he doing? He is not a gay!
Duanmuqing hugged Lao Dao tightly. Due to the exercise, Lao Dao's blood boiled, and the alluring aroma made Duanmuqing almost unable to stay calm.
Duanmuqing took a deep breath, enjoying the taste of living human blood.
But after a while, Duanmuqing couldn't help but frown, because in addition to the alluring smell of blood, he also smelled a stink, which was the smell of feet, mixed with a faint smell of urine.
Smell.
Duanmuqing was a bit of a germaphobe. After smelling this smell, he finally couldn't bear it anymore. His throat moved and he tried not to spit it out. He also completely lost his appetite for the old man.
Duanmuqing sat back on the ground again, panting heavily. Although the aura on the old man's body was very tempting, Duanmuqing had decided that he would not suck his blood even if he was beaten to death.
Why do I have the desire to suck blood? Is it possible that I have really become a zombie now?
Duanmuqing, who was sitting on the ground, covered his neck with his hands and frowned tightly.
The old Taoist standing next to him stood in the hole he dug, completely stunned. The night wind blew by, and the old Taoist couldn't help but shiver, and then he felt tight in his anus. He swallowed hard and turned to look at the ground.
Duanmuqing.
The old man was about to cry. That sissy hugged him just now. Damn it, his innocence of more than fifty years was ruined in one day!
What does that guy want to do? Could it be that he wants to fall in love with me?
Thinking about Duanmuqing's heavy breathing just now while hugging him, the old man couldn't help but feel scared. This damn sissy is indeed a gay. Hey, luckily, he wasn't tempted by him.
The old Taoist turned around, not daring to turn his back to Duanmu Qing. He swung the shovel vigorously and kept digging on the ground.
At this time, Duanmuqing suddenly raised his head, looked at the sweaty old Taoist, and showed a faint smile.
