Shen pursed his lips and his eyes became even more melancholy.
"She is, you are despicable and want to steal love."
Dongfang Xing clenched his fists, and a fierce murderous intent immediately flashed in his deep and cold eyes.
Xiahou Huan'er quickly held his fist and comforted him: "Don't be angry, let me speak."
Dongfang Xing snorted coldly.
Xiahou Huan'er laughed dryly, turned to Shen Tiao and said: "Master Shen, I don't know why you mistaken me for Ao Bing, but I am really not Ao Bing. The person who stole love with a sword was Luo Yus. What do you think? The person you are looking for is in the Machine Kingdom, not in the zombie camp."
Shen shook his head: "Don't lie to me, you are my Bing'er."
Why can't he make sense? Xiahou Huan'er was confused.
Dongfang Xing stared at him with cold eyes and warned displeasedly: "If you keep talking nonsense, I will destroy you."
He can say it, and he can definitely do it.
Xiahou Huan'er quickly said: "Everyone, please stop arguing. I'm a little tired. Xing, please carry me back."
Dongfang Xing did not move, looked down at her, and suddenly said: "Let's get married."
"Ah..." She didn't expect that he would suddenly propose to her. Xiahou Huan'er opened her mouth wide and was confused.
"When you get well, get married immediately." This time, he directly announced his decision instead of asking her for her opinion.
In order to put an end to all the uncomfortable looks in his eyes, this marriage must be concluded.
Xiahou Huan'er moved her mouth and looked at him in horror: "Are you kidding me?"
At least he knew how to ask her opinion last time, but this time he wanted to force the marriage?
Shen Tiao's face turned pale.
Dongfang Xing narrowed his eyes and stared at her fiercely: "Do I seem to be joking?"
"I don't want to, but such a big deal as getting married needs to be considered in the long run, and we can't be so hasty..." Getting married? Are you kidding me? It's too fast.
Dongfang Xing pinched her waist and growled angrily: "You are already mine. Sooner or later we will get married. Hundreds of thousands of zombies bear witness for us. Are you still not satisfied?"
Xiahou Huan'er pouted in frustration: "That's not the problem."
"Then tell me, what is the problem?"
"The virus has not been cleared from my body."
"There must be a way."
"I haven't informed my parents yet."
Dongfang Xing was so angry that he gritted his teeth and growled: "You little thing who deserves a beating, you are deliberately making trouble, right?"
It's the twenty-sixth century now, and her parents have long since turned into ashes. Where else can she go to find someone to confess? It's obviously an excuse.
"I didn't." Xiahou Huan'er immediately shook her head as if she wanted to rattle a rattle.
"The Human King will not agree." Shen clenched his fists and became angry.
Dongfang Xing was furious: "Our marriage is none of the king's business, Su Qi."
Su Qi, who was lurking aside, jumped out immediately.
"Throw him out of the zombie camp and don't allow him to step in."
"Yes." Su Qi immediately stepped forward, stretched out her palm and grabbed Shen Tuo's shoulder as fast as lightning.
Shen Tie quickly moved away and said loudly to Xiahou Huan'er: "Bing'er, you can't marry him. Humans and zombies are incompatible. You can't betray people...well..." Before he could finish his words, a smelly sock appeared. Suddenly, it struck him from the air and blocked his mouth.
Xiahou Huan'er looked at the Corpse King and saw that he was slowly putting on his boots as if nothing had happened. His eyes were so horrified that they almost fell out of his head.
He took off his boots, pulled off his smelly socks, and stuffed Shen's mouth. The movements were done in one go, neatly and neatly, but it was just a dazzling effort.
