422. Chapter 422 Earn thousands of dollars and become a heartthrob
Wanbupo said calmly: "Long Qiao and Han Hai are the most suspicious."
"It's that bastard Long Qiao again." Xiahou Huan'er gritted her teeth, a fierce cold light flashed in her deep black eyes.
One by one one by one
There are still two days left before the corpse king's wedding.
Under the secret control of the institute, except for the top management, the zombies below do not know that there is a virus that can destroy the psyche of high-level zombies. Everyone is rejoicing for the upcoming wedding of the zombie king.
And congratulatory gifts from lords from all over the country also came one after another.
In the past few days, Xiahou Huan'er had been struggling to open gifts, but she obviously didn't mind at all.
When opening the gifts, the bright smile on his face blinded everyone.
On the Corpse King's wedding, the gifts given by everyone must not be shabby at all, they should be as valuable as they are.
Not to mention all kinds of rare treasures.
This was the first time for Xiahou Huan'er to see so many treasures.
For her who has always been dedicated to making thousands of dollars and becoming a heartthrob, holding those treasures in her hands would make her laugh even in her dreams.
Ye Qianwei, who was helping count the results, looked at the philistine smile on her face and twitched the corners of her mouth: "Our king, can't we satisfy you materially?"
Xiahou Huan'er glanced at her and said proudly: "This is different."
"What's the difference? Aren't all the king's things yours?"
"That's true, but you also know how frugal your corpse king is. Not to mention other things, the place where you live is extremely cold. With these, you can make big plans in the future, as well as zombies.
The battalion’s expenses can also be increased, as well as upgrading weapons and so on. When the time comes to go to war, we will also need the support of money and food. If we don’t have the funds to back it up, it won’t be pleasant to fight a war, right?”
Xiahou Huan'er spoke eloquently.
When Wild Rose heard this, she looked at her in surprise. Everything she said was for the zombie camp, and she couldn't help but feel admiration in her heart.
"These are troubled times, and it costs a lot of money to buy equipment or something." Who is she working so hard to collect money for?
Wild Rose was speechless and could only give her a thumbs up to express her heartfelt admiration.
Xiahou Huan'er finished counting the gifts and sent them to the treasury.
Wild Rose stretched, handed the list in front of her and said, "Everything that has been delivered has been recorded. Please take a look."
"You're doing the work, I don't have to worry about it. You don't need to read it." Xiahou Huan'er asked someone to enter the list into the Internet, then looked at her with interest and asked, "Sister Qiangwei, did Xiao Qiqi give you pajamas?"
When Su Qi was mentioned, Wild Rose was immediately discouraged. She lay on the table and said listlessly: "Not yet."
That night, luckily she took a beautiful rose bath and waited for him to bring her pajamas.
As soon as he stepped into her boudoir, she would knock him down.
Who knows, she waited and waited, not to mention human figures, not even ghost figures, which made her itchy with hatred.
"No, I clearly gave him my pajamas that day. Could it be that he was so shy?" Xiao Qiqi, what are you doing? How long do you have to be pretentious?
Wild Rose was even more aggrieved: "Who knew him?" It turned out that his tenderness was short-lived and so precious. Except for that day when she was injured in the woods, he had never given her a good look. Damn it, she really wanted to
No matter what, just knock him down, eat him up and wipe him clean.
Thank you Hua Fei, Hua Wu Fei Wu and Liang Bo for the reward. Kiss~ Quan Bupo said calmly: "Long Qiao and Han Hai are the biggest suspects."
"It's that bastard Long Qiao again." Xiahou Huan'er gritted her teeth, a fierce cold light flashed in her deep black eyes.
One by one one by one
There are still two days left before the corpse king's wedding.
Under the secret control of the institute, except for the top management, the zombies below do not know that there is a virus that can destroy the psyche of high-level zombies. Everyone is rejoicing for the upcoming wedding of the zombie king.
And congratulatory gifts from lords from all over the country also came one after another.
In the past few days, Xiahou Huan'er had been struggling to open gifts, but she obviously didn't mind at all.
When opening the gifts, the bright smile on his face blinded everyone.
On the Corpse King's wedding, the gifts given by everyone must not be shabby at all, they should be as valuable as they are.
Not to mention all kinds of rare treasures.
This was the first time for Xiahou Huan'er to see so many treasures.
For her who has always been dedicated to making thousands of dollars and becoming a heartthrob, holding those treasures in her hands would make her laugh even in her dreams.
Ye Qianwei, who was helping count the results, looked at the philistine smile on her face and twitched the corners of her mouth: "Our king, can't we satisfy you materially?"
Xiahou Huan'er glanced at her and said proudly: "This is different."
"What's the difference? Aren't all the king's things yours?"
"That's true, but you also know how frugal your corpse king is. Not to mention other things, the place where you live is extremely cold. With these, you can make big plans in the future, as well as zombies.
The battalion’s expenses can also be increased, as well as upgrading weapons and so on. When the time comes to go to war, we will also need the support of money and food. If we don’t have the funds to back it up, it won’t be pleasant to fight a war, right?”
Xiahou Huan'er spoke eloquently.
When Wild Rose heard this, she looked at her in surprise. Everything she said was for the zombie camp, and she couldn't help but feel admiration in her heart.
"These are troubled times, and it costs a lot of money to buy equipment or something." Who is she working so hard to collect money for?
Wild Rose was speechless and could only give her a thumbs up to express her heartfelt admiration.
Xiahou Huan'er finished counting the gifts and sent them to the treasury.
Wild Rose stretched, handed the list in front of her and said, "Everything that has been delivered has been recorded. Please take a look."
"You're doing the work, I don't have to worry about it. You don't need to read it." Xiahou Huan'er asked someone to enter the list into the Internet, then looked at her with interest and asked, "Sister Qiangwei, did Xiao Qiqi give you pajamas?"
When Su Qi was mentioned, Wild Rose was immediately discouraged. She lay on the table and said listlessly: "Not yet."
That night, luckily she took a beautiful rose bath and waited for him to bring her pajamas.
As soon as he stepped into her boudoir, she would knock him down.
Who knows, she waited and waited, not to mention human figures, not even ghost figures, which made her itchy with hatred.
"No, I clearly gave him my pajamas that day. Could it be that he was so shy?" Xiao Qiqi, what are you doing? How long do you have to be pretentious?
Wild Rose was even more aggrieved: "Who knew him?" It turned out that his tenderness was short-lived and so precious. Except for that day when she was injured in the woods, he had never given her a good look. Damn it, she really wanted to
No matter what, just knock him down, eat him up and wipe him clean.
Thank you Hua Fei, Hua Wu Fei Wu and Liang Bo, young man Yi Lengxin for the reward, dear~
