Xiahou Huan'er looked at him innocently and defended himself confidently.
She was obviously quibbling. Dongfang Xing had always been taciturn and was not good at arguing with people, especially women. He simply turned his back and ignored her, putting the medicine on the table into his pocket.
"Why don't you speak anymore?" Looking at his silent back, Xiahou Huan'er rolled her eyes and felt again that he must have been mute in his previous life.
After putting the medicine away, Mr. Xing said nothing, wrapped her in his coat, picked her up with an indifferent expression, and left the hospital.
At this time, there were not many people in the hospital. Even if there were people, they would not dare to approach Dongfang Xing, a big iceberg that was so cold, and would stay away from it.
At the entrance of the hospital, Long Qiao, whose nose was crooked, did not leave.
When Dongfang Xing saw that he was still there, his cold expression became even more sinister.
When Xiahou Huan'er saw his handsome face, he snorted and smiled rudely: "Hey, Long Qiao, was your nose hit by a spark?"
"It was hit by an iceberg." Long Qiao touched his crooked nose and stared at the culprit angrily.
Oops, it turned out to be the hand of the Corpse King. It was such a heavy hand. Xiahou Huan'er looked up in surprise at the man with a cold and handsome face.
Why are they fighting?
The culprit, however, didn't even look at him. He raised his head and let out a deep, deep whistle to summon the winged beast.
Long Qiao, who still refused to give up, threw out the bait again: "Dongfang Xing, let's do this, two battleships, this is the highest price, you can't take Qiao anymore."
Hearing the battleship again, Xiahou Huan'er's body trembled.
"Seeking death." A cold voice sounded like ice. Dongfang Xing held Xia Hou Huan'er in one hand and quickly pulled out a pistol with the other. Without any hesitation, he quickly opened fire on him.
Having suffered a loss once, Long Qiao was already prepared. When he drew his gun, he had already quickly dodged towards the building nearby.
Bang bang bang, the bullet shot a crack at the position where he had just been.
"What price do you want before you are willing to trade it?" Damn it, he really wanted to shoot her to death, but he didn't believe that he was really reluctant to sell her to him.
Long Qiao clung to the edge of the building and asked angrily.
Dongfang Xing did not answer, but jumped onto the back of the winged beast while holding the silent Xiahou Huan'er, and rode away in the wind.
Long Qiao walked out slowly, stroking her nose, looking at their departing figures, her teeth itching with hatred.
Two battleships cost astronomical amounts of money, yet he was indifferent. After all, he was still not a human being.
Of course Dongfang Xing is not a human, he is a zombie, and he is also the zombie king.
How could the thing he was obsessed with be controlled by just two battleships?
But Long Qiao hasn't realized this yet, because he simply doesn't believe that the Corpse King would give up such a good fighting machine for a woman.
"When you are beaten by humans and have no place to hide, don't come to beg me." Long Qiao snorted coldly, covered her nose, and went home.
On the way, two huge corpses were found lying on the roadside.
He quickly stepped forward to check. Under the moonlight, they were the corpses of two half-animals, which looked a bit familiar.
"Hey, isn't this the half-beast that escorted the slave girl to the hospital during the day?" He was a little surprised. He checked the fatal wounds on the body and was horrified to find that these were actually caused by zombies.
"It's strange. Although zombies are inhumane, they won't come here to attack half-animals for no reason. What's going on?" Xiahou Huan'er looked at him innocently and defended himself confidently.
She was obviously quibbling. Dongfang Xing had always been taciturn and was not good at arguing with people, especially women. He simply turned his back and ignored her, putting the medicine on the table into his pocket.
"Why don't you speak anymore?" Looking at his silent back, Xiahou Huan'er rolled her eyes and felt again that he must have been mute in his previous life.
After putting the medicine away, Mr. Xing said nothing, wrapped her in his coat, picked her up with an indifferent expression, and left the hospital.
At this time, there were not many people in the hospital. Even if there were people, they would not dare to approach Dongfang Xing, a big iceberg that was so cold, and would stay away from it.
At the entrance of the hospital, Long Qiao, whose nose was crooked, did not leave.
When Dongfang Xing saw that he was still there, his cold expression became even more sinister.
When Xiahou Huan'er saw his handsome face, he snorted and smiled rudely: "Hey, Long Qiao, was your nose hit by a spark?"
"It was hit by an iceberg." Long Qiao touched his crooked nose and stared at the culprit angrily.
Oops, it turned out to be the hand of the Corpse King. It was such a heavy hand. Xiahou Huan'er looked up in surprise at the man with a cold and handsome face.
Why are they fighting?
The culprit, however, didn't even look at him. He raised his head and let out a deep, deep whistle to summon the winged beast.
Long Qiao, who still refused to give up, threw out the bait again: "Dongfang Xing, let's do this, two battleships, this is the highest price, you can't take Qiao anymore."
Hearing the battleship again, Xiahou Huan'er's body trembled.
"Seeking death." A cold voice sounded like ice. Dongfang Xing held Xia Hou Huan'er in one hand and quickly pulled out a pistol with the other. Without any hesitation, he quickly opened fire on him.
Having suffered a loss once, Long Qiao was already prepared. When he drew his gun, he had already quickly dodged towards the building nearby.
Bang bang bang, the bullet shot a crack at the position where he had just been.
"What price do you want before you are willing to trade it?" Damn it, he really wanted to shoot her to death, but he didn't believe that he was really reluctant to sell her to him.
Long Qiao clung to the edge of the building and asked angrily.
Dongfang Xing did not answer, but jumped onto the back of the winged beast while holding the silent Xiahou Huan'er, and rode away in the wind.
Long Qiao walked out slowly, stroking her nose, looking at their departing figures, her teeth itching with hatred.
Two battleships cost astronomical amounts of money, yet he was indifferent. After all, he was still not a human being.
Of course Dongfang Xing is not a human, he is a zombie, and he is also the zombie king.
How could the thing he was obsessed with be controlled by just two battleships?
But Long Qiao hasn't realized this yet, because he simply doesn't believe that the Corpse King would give up such a good fighting machine for a woman.
"When you are beaten by humans and have no place to hide, don't come to beg me." Long Qiao snorted coldly, covered her nose, and went home.
On the way, two huge corpses were found lying on the roadside.
He quickly stepped forward to check. Under the moonlight, they were the corpses of two half-animals, which looked a bit familiar.
"Hey, isn't this the half-beast that escorted the slave girl to the hospital during the day?" He was a little surprised. He checked the fatal wounds on the body and was horrified to find that these were actually caused by zombies.
"It's strange. Although zombies are inhumane, they don't come here to attack half-animals for no reason. What's going on?"