I Killed the Dragon

　　 The elves have a magical physique, and they tend to get drunk if they drink too much, but if you just have a little sleep after getting drunk, not only will you wake up quickly, but you will also wake up quickly.

　　 Before dawn the next day, Little Jasmine stood up refreshed and stretched, then slapped her head against the cabinet in front.

　　 Looking closely, my little bed is not on the big bed, but in a very small space. Looking up, I can see the ceiling and the chest of drawers close at hand.

　　 "Wow!" Little Jasmine flew out angrily, clutching her forehead, and found that her crib was actually stuffed into the drawer. Half of the drawer was left outside, and about one-third of the crib could be seen.

　　 I still have some conscience, considering the air problem.

Looking at the big bed again, the little elf's eyes changed suddenly, and finally flew to Gray's head. Apart from anything else, it crackled as a bunch of green magic bullets smashed down, and then returned to his little bed as fast as possible, pretending to sleep. .

　　 "It's raining, it's raining!" Gray sat up from the bed in horror, rubbing his hands indiscriminately on his face, and kicking his feet constantly.

　　 Monica next to him was awakened by his movements, sleepy-eyed, propped up half of her body, and asked dazedly: "What's the matter?"

　　 Gray looked at the bedroom in the dark, only to realize that he was in the room. It was impossible for raindrops to hit him.

　　 He rubbed his cheeks and exhaled a long breath, "It's okay, I had a nightmare."

　　 "What nightmare?" Monica was slightly awake.

"I don't remember the specifics. It seems that there were raindrops hitting my face in my dream. The raindrops are as big as water polo, and it feels very real." Gray said with a lingering fear, the feeling that made people suddenly awakened is still in him. Lingering in his mind.

"Don't worry, it's just a dream." Monica leaned against Gray, palms on his broad chest muscles, "You are such a strong person, but would you still be afraid of nightmares? What monsters, you beat it in your dreams Just die."

"Nobody in this world is afraid of anything. No matter how courageous you are, when you walk the night at night, when a bloody, hideous monster suddenly appears in front of you, you will be shocked." Gray said, suddenly I found something wrong, why did this hand go further and further down?

　　 "It's still dark, shall we play a game?" Monica said charmingly.

　　 "Hiss." When someone grabbed the handle, even the dragon slaying warrior had to be jealous and let others be at the mercy of others.

　　 "Why, can't it?" Monica leaned over, rubbing his cheek lightly with her cheek, and said with extreme temptation in his ear.

　　 "Hehe, are you challenging me?" Gray rolled over and pressed her, and sneered, "It seems that someone has forgotten who begged for mercy last night, so I let her go."

　　 There was a sluggish sound in the room, and the elf covered his ears viciously, and almost snapped off his beautiful white teeth.

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　　 Andy fired three shots at the group of zombies, attracting Gray's attention, and then raised the writing board, "I found a game of chess, can you find it there, do you want a game?"

　　 "Just use the writing pad to download, come on."

　　Grey: "······"

　　 Your Excellency is really leisurely!

　　 Gray looked at the group of zombies below, thought for a moment and picked up the writing board, "Your marksmanship is very good. If you try to kill the zombies for an hour, I will play with you."

　　 Chess is really a shopping mall. They turned it out the night before for fun. Gray also played two games, but he just didn't know how to play.

　　 "Deal."

　　 Andy was so bored that he didn't want to bargain at all, so he agreed directly.

　　 "Then let's have a plate first?"

　　 "Okay, wait, I'll get the chessboard." Gray thought for a while, killing zombies all the time is really boring, and the gunshots in his mind have been lingering, and it is almost a magic sound. It is good to relax and relax in a game of chess.

　　 walked to the second floor and found the chessboard from the bar counter. Gray saw Nicole running over in a panic, with red eyes and tears on her face.

　　 "My father... he might become a zombie." Before Gray asked, Nicole said.

　　 "Take me over." Gray nodded. This was expected. Last night, he saw that Frank's face was covered in dead ashes, so it was no surprise.

　　 To be really surprised, Frank can resist until the fourth day before he really feels surprised.

You should know that the zombie infection usually lasts for a few hours, and at most it does not exceed one day. Although Frank has little Jasmine to help, he has been infected for a long time. The virus has spread all over his body. This can last more than three days. Time can be said to be really incredible.

　　 "Little Jasmine call the other people over and give Frank the last ride." Gray said as he walked.

　　 Little Jasmine turned into a green light and flew away, and Gray and Nicole came to where Frank was.

　　 For convenience and safety, Frank lives here with the kind of iron lattice door. It was transferred yesterday. It does not affect communication and can ensure the safety of outsiders. Frank himself does not mind.

　　 Frank was sitting at the door with his upper body leaning against the wall, his eyes had become dull, only the slightly shaking lips and the invisible chest proved that he was still alive for the time being.

　　 "Grey?" Frank turned his head hard, his voice hoarse and low.

　　 "It's me, Frank, how are you?" Gray squatted outside the door, looked at Frank's eyes, and asked without any mood swings.

"I know I might not be able to. Can you take care of Nicole for me, please." Frank pleaded~www.readwn.com~ Gray wanted to tell him that he should find someone else and clean up the zombies here and leave. , But looking at his eyes, he nodded, "As long as I'm still here, I will take care of her, don't worry."

"Thank you." Frank's dim eyes brightened slightly, and then he looked at his daughter, "Baby, you have to take care of yourself. If you have any difficulties, look for Gray. I can see that he is not bad, you can believe it. ."

　　Grey rubbed his fingers, slightly dissatisfied, what does it mean to be good? I have worked hard to lead everyone to survive, and I am obviously a good person, a good person.

　　 Nicole nodded and reached out to hold his father's hand. Frank also stretched out his hand, but halfway through, he shrank back again, fearing that he would bring the virus to her.

　　At this time, other people also rushed here.

　　 "How is the situation?" A group of people hurried over and asked.

　　 Gray did not speak. Anyone with a discerning eye can see this situation, so there is no need to elaborate.

　　 "Thank you for your care these days. I am already very happy to live a few more days." Frank's voice became lower and lower, and the others couldn't hear what he said. Gray had to be a loudspeaker for a while.

　　 "Grey, I don't want to be that kind of monster, help me." Frank also probably knew that his last moment had come, and looked at Gray hopefully.

　　 Gray was silent for a while before repeating the sentence aloud.

　　 Nicole's eyes were tearful, and she looked at Frank reluctantly, before speaking for a long time, turned her head and squeezed out a few words with difficulty, "Grey, trouble you."

　　 Looking at the people with different looks, Gray sighed slightly, took out the pistol and pointed it at Frank's head.

　　 Frank looked at this scene with a smile.