Xiahou Huan'er laughed dryly and thought to herself, luckily he didn't expose her at that time, otherwise the poisonous flower wouldn't know how to kill her.
This is when a zombie guard quickly ran over and respectfully reported to Dongfang Xing: "King, there is a mercenary named Fly who wants to see you."
Fly? Xiahou Huan'er almost couldn't help laughing when she heard this. Look, it's not her hearing that's wrong, it's his name that's wrong.
I didn't expect him to come so quickly. He must be here to collect debts.
Dongfang Xing said calmly: "Take him to the living room."
"Yes." The guard took the order and turned around and left quickly.
Dongfang Xing glanced at Xia Houhuan'er who was following him and said, "You don't need to rest?"
"I took a nap at noon and am very energetic now." She is an energetic person. Xia Houhuan'er said, her bright eyes suddenly stared at his face and frowned. The light in the room was a bit dim just now.
, she didn’t notice anything. Now that she was outside, she noticed that his cheek seemed to have better bruises. Although it was not obvious, it was real.
She looked at him suspiciously: "Dongfang Xing, what's wrong with your face?" Could it be that he knocked something down? But this is unlikely.
"Nothing." Dongfang Xing snorted coldly, and then walked quickly to the living room.
Nothing? She clearly saw bruises, and Xia Houhuan'er used her pestering skills again: "Dongfang Xing, what happened to your face? You got beaten up in a fight? Who can beat you, or a goblin?
Caught? Ah, are you fooling around with other women without telling me?"
The more Xiahou Huan'er thought about it, the more it seemed possible. Think about it, who could hurt a man with such a strong fighting ability like him?
The only possibility is that he was scratched by a woman in bed.
He didn't explain, so he acquiesced?
The cold wind was blowing, Xia Houhuan'er pulled his sleeves, and suddenly he was filled with sorrow: "Dongfang Xing, you actually went to find another woman to hang out, you are worthy of me."
Dongfang Xing didn't say a word, his face was horribly sinister, he pulled her hand away and threw it aside.
Should he tell her that the bruises on his face were caused by her slapping him in his sleep? Isn't that embarrassing?
"Hey..." Looking at his straight and leaving back, Xiahou Huan'er stamped her feet angrily. She had never seen such an arrogant man.
I wanted to follow him, but I thought that the fly would bring the Persian cat with me. I ground my teeth and decided not to join in the fun. I was really afraid of getting entangled with her again.
I have nothing to do, wander around the zombie camp, and keep in touch with the zombies.
Wandering around, the sky was clear and clear, but suddenly there were dark clouds, and there was a downpour of rain.
Xiahou Huan'er covered her head with her hands and ran towards the house quickly. Damn it, the rain was coming so fast and so hard.
Suddenly a tall figure turned out from the side. Xiahou Huan'er couldn't hold back and bumped into him with a bang.
Her nose hit a hard wall of flesh, and the pain immediately made her scream: "Wow... my nose... it hurts me to death."
A cold and deep voice came from above her head: "Are you okay?" His palms rested on her waist, supporting her as hard as iron.
This voice makes me feel horrified.
Xia Houhuan'er touched her nose and raised her head. What came into view was a handsome but violent face with resolute face and red eyes, which reminded people of massacre and blood.
She recognized him. He was Han Hai, the general of the zombie camp. It was said that his combat power was second only to the zombie king, a man full of dangers.