Luo Qin smiled lightly and said, "The king has told you about the light of destruction."
He had expected that she would come to him.
Xiahou Huan'er shook his head: "No, your Corpse King didn't tell me anything. Long Qiao told me."
Luo Qin's face showed a surprised look: "Long Qiao?"
"That's right, I met him in the border city yesterday." The smile on Xia Houhuan'er's face was still sweet and pleasant, but her eyes seemed to be frozen, and the coldness was chilling. "Uncle Luo, there is something, you are
Shouldn’t you explain it to me?”
"Don't you already know everything, what else do you want me to say?" The gentle smile on Luo Qin's face did not change.
Xia Houhuan'er placed her palms on the table, leaned her upper body forward, and her clear voice revealed an invisible shock: "No, you haven't told me yet, what is your purpose in letting the light of destruction fall on me?
Are you doing it for your own selfish reasons?"
Luo Qin looked at her without fear, with a calm expression.
"If I say it's for the zombie camp, is this selfish?"
Xiahou Huan'er grabbed his glasses tightly, trying to peer into his eyes through the lenses.
But the glasses he wore today were different from usual ones, and she couldn't see through the lenses.
She calmly looked back and smiled, but it was cold and terrifying: "Uncle Luo, it won't be long before I become a member of the zombie camp. I will never let go of anyone who deliberately does something detrimental to the zombie camp. I will
Xiahou Huan'er swears that I will never give up no matter where I am in the world for the rest of my life."
Luo Qin's body suddenly trembled, and then she smiled: "I am very happy to have a member like you in the zombie camp."
Xiahou Huan'er's eyes narrowed slightly and she smiled softly: "I am happy for Mr. Xing to have a subordinate like you who works for the zombie camp."
On the surface, the two compliment each other, but in fact, there is a turbulent undercurrent, and they each have their own agenda.
At this moment, the office door suddenly banged and was kicked open, followed by a frightening chill, and the air in the office seemed to freeze instantly.
Xiahou Huan'er turned around and smiled brightly at a handsome man who was walking forward: "Hey, Mr. Xing, what a coincidence, why don't you come for a consultation?"
Dongfang Xing had just received the news from his subordinates and rushed over. His face was not as good-looking as hers. His sinister handsome face was tense and he didn't say a word. He stepped forward and pulled her up and walked out without even looking at her.
Take a look at Luo Qin.
Xiahou Huan'er turned around and smiled apologetically at Luo Qin: "Uncle Luo, I'll come see you next time if I need anything."
Luo Qin looked at their leaving figures, and the gentle smile on her face gradually turned cold.
Xiahou Huan'er, who was almost dragged away by him, turned her head and stared at his stern side face, depressed. This man seemed to be in a very bad mood at the moment.
She rubbed against him and said coquettishly: "Master Xing, you walk so fast, how can others keep up with you?"
Dongfang Xing glanced at her coldly, then suddenly reached out to grab her waist and lifted her up, without slowing down his pace at all.
Xiahou Huan'er exclaimed and quickly put her arms around his neck, looking up at him: "Hey, where are you going to take me?"
The place he walked was not back to his residence, but towards the gate of the zombie camp.
Dongfang Xing still didn't say a word, no matter how many pairs of eyes were watching them along the way, he just carried her away from the zombie camp with a cold and handsome face.
