Dongfang Xing gnawed the meat slowly without raising an eyebrow and refused to answer.
"Tsk, you're pretending to be dead again. Come on, how did you find me?"
Dongfang Xing endured and continued to ignore her.
"After all, you are the Corpse King, and you have hundreds of thousands of elite troops under your command. Why do you always act alone?" Aren't the commanders always holding hands with their hands and only giving orders with their mouths? At least Long Qiao is like that.
He finally raised his head and glanced at her, and said in a lukewarm tone: "Private matters don't need to involve people."
Xiahou Huan'er took a hard bite of the tiger meat and said fiercely: "Bah, is it a private matter related to the zombie camp? You shouldn't have handed the chip back to him just now. When those bugs invade in large numbers, your zombie camp will have to
What should I do? Just sit back and wait for death?"
Dongfang Xing narrowed his eyes and said calmly: "I have my own score."
"What score do you have? Your zombie battalion's weapons and equipment are so backward."
Dongfang Xing was silent, his handsome face was cold and sinister, without any expression, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking.
Xiahou Huan'er looked at him and asked seriously: "Is the zombie camp important?"
Dongfang Xing looked back at her as if he was looking at an idiot.
"By handing me over to Long Qiao, you can enhance the weapons and equipment of the zombie camp and strengthen the defense system. For you, this is a completely profitable deal. Why did you come to rescue me?" Xiahou Huan'er stared at him.
eyes, and the sharp tone is a bit aggressive.
Her persistent question made him frown.
He stared at her with sharp and cold eyes and said calmly: "The zombie camp doesn't need to rely on him."
Xiahou Huan'er blinked in confusion, and then understood: "Does your zombie camp have a trick up its sleeve?"
Dongfang Xing nodded. In fact, over the years, he has secretly organized members to develop advanced arms and equipment on their own. Of course, this was done in secret. Even the top brass of the zombie camp did not know. He was always constrained by Long Qiao, which made him very unhappy. He
He is the fearless king of zombies who roams the continent. How can he allow himself to be constantly suppressed?
So she is not a beauty and a disaster. Alas, it's a pity that she thought she had a chance to be a disaster.
Xiahou Huan'er relaxed, bumped his shoulder with her elbow, and asked half-seriously: "If the zombie camp must rely on Long Qiao, will you hand me over?"
Dongfang Xing looked at her with deep eyes and asked, "What do you think?"
"Pfft, you must not be willing to hand me over. A natural beauty like me, loved by everyone, blooming with flowers, seen in cars, is the most invincible beauty in the universe. When I look back, I will smile with all my charm, and I will captivate the country and the city.
You have already fallen in love with me and are so enamored with me, how can you be willing to give me to another man?" Seeing him lowering his head and ignoring her, she immediately said loudly: "Hey, don't deny it, as long as you don't
Even a blind person can see that you like me."
After listening to her touching and impassioned declaration of narcissism, he just coldly uttered three words: "Don't be ashamed."
Xiahou Huan'er immediately glared at him and said shamelessly: "I am telling the truth, of course there is no need to be ashamed."
Dongfang Xing wiped the corner of his mouth, glanced at a young woman who was so thick-skinned that bullets could not penetrate her, and said calmly: "Have a rest, and we will leave later."
Dull, taciturn, boring...
Regarding the next generation of Master Xing and Huan'er, of course there is no problem.