I Opened a Clinic In the Last Days

Wen Qingling appeared beside him.

Xiao Hen ignored him, turned his back to him, and continued to harm the weeds.

Wen Qingling: "My status as the'True King' has been challenged."

Xiao Hen continued to ignore him and acted as a lawnmower with no emotions.

Wen Qingling walked behind him, stretched his neck to look at Xiao Hen's expression, "After the mutation, he has become more handsome."

Xiao Hen cut the grass for a while, and tried to suppress the corner of his mouth that was about to rise, and continued to mow the grass indifferently.

Wen Qing sighed with inspiration, "It's worthy of being my companion'Asian King', and his genes are powerful. Look at this handsome face of anger and resentment."

Xiao Hen: "..."

Xiao Hen disappeared indifferently, appeared on the city wall in the other direction, and continued to mow the grass.

Wen Qingling followed, "How can these grasses offend you? You want to curse them so much."

Xiao Hen paused, stood up, walked along the wall, letting go of the weeds.

He now has all the supernatural powers of the space system, and he doesn't need to walk on his feet at all.

Wen Qingling did catch up quickly.

He didn't understand, "What's the matter?"

Xiao Hen said indifferently, "I think for myself."

Wen Qingling thought about it seriously, "Are you angry that human blood is being washed?"

Xiao Hen: "..."

Xiao Hen was so angry that he continued to walk forward.

Wen Qingling was surprised, "You are always distressed that the eighth-level evolutionary body corpse poison is washed?...Of course, if you are really reluctant, I can help you put it back."

That's strange.

When Wen Qingling observed Xiao Hen's reaction, he dared to admit that he must have had a fight today.

Xiao Hen inhaled, stopped and turned around, looking at him blankly, "Am I angry because of this?"

Wen Qingling blinked, "Then why are you?"

Xiao Hen was so angry that his brain hurts. He gritted his teeth and said, "You are obliterating my liking for you. If you say you don't, don't do it. If you say it is washed away, then wash it away!"

What he was afraid to worry about was not the human blood or the corpse poison of the eighth-level evolutionary body, but the emotions!

As a unique human emotion!

He didn't want to lose the ability to like to hear Qingling, even if the human bloodline made him weak, he still didn't want to lose it.

He was afraid that he would become a cold zombie without feelings. He was afraid that after becoming a zombie, he would lose himself and live by instinct, but these were not what he feared the most. He was most afraid that he would not like Wen Qingling.

He was very scared and panicked, but Wen Qingling could not receive any emotions from him at all, he would only follow what he thought was good.

Wen Qingling understood but didn't understand, "Since I like it, how can it be washed away?"

Xiao Hen looked gloomy and looked at him deeply, "If I become a zombie, do you think I will still have feelings, and will I still know what likes? I may forget you, and forget the liking for you, ours Relationships will become instincts in genes, with no emotions and no likes."

Wen Qingling stared at his eyes, "Then do you still like me now?"

Xiao Hen wanted to say that she didn't like it in anger, but looking at the face close at hand, she couldn't say three words.

Wen Qingling understood his emotions and felt inexplicably happy.

Xiao Hen was stunned. He seemed to feel Wen Qingling's joy. This feeling was very strange, as if he could really "connect with each other" and feel each other's feelings.

Wen Qingling said: "The zombies themselves are also humans. I let go of the restrictions and let them grow freely. Many of them subconsciously let themselves become real human beings. What humans have, they will have them. The same is true for you, you. The emotion you want to keep will not go away unless your likes are fake."

Xiao Hen's eyes darkened, her aura locked in front of the person in front of him, "Do you think it is true or not?"

Wen Qingling's silent eyes had brilliance, "I said it was false, will you continue to curse these weeds?"

Xiao Hen's eyes were stained with a little smile, "Maybe more than curse these weeds..."

He stretched out his hand to cover Wen Qingling's white and tender cheeks, and whispered softly, "It may also be a disaster for you."

The two were very close, breathing entangled, Wen Qingling did not avoid it, Xiao Hen agreed that the little zombie agreed to kiss him.

The lips pressed together and separated quickly, and the soft and warm touch made both of them feel an unspeakable tremor.

Xiao Hen's eyes were as deep as the sea, and inside was the horrible desire that was constantly compressing his savings. He looked into the little zombie's eyes, and the little zombie's eyes were puzzled, as if he hadn't awakened from the trembling just now. He didn't seem to understand this feeling. What, I just feel very comfortable.

The little zombie suddenly grabbed the back of Xiao Hen’s neck, pressed against him, changed from passive to active, his lips slammed together, and his lips were smashed by teeth. The tingling and **** smell can arouse people's impulse and Animal-like, the little zombie is like a little beast that can't be organized, biting Xiao Hen's lips, blood stains on the lips of the two, blood and blood.

Xiao Hen wanted to be gentle, and step by step. He didn't want to scare away the rare active zombies, but the savageness and eagerness of the zombies caused his long-blocked desire to explode in an instant, no matter how hard to control.

The intense and ardent love was passed on to the little zombies. The little zombies felt that fireworks were exploding in their brains, their hands were soft and their feet were soft, and they hummed, their voice soft as if they were hooked, Xiao Hen’s long-stored emotions and desires, at this moment All erupted, all reason, all collapsed.

He snatched the person into his arms, breathing disorderly, "If you don't want to, you can push me away..."

The little zombie has this strength, if he doesn't want to, he can easily refuse all Xiao Hen's behavior.

Xiao Hen hugged the little zombie who was leaning against him, his figure flickered, and he had left the city wall with someone and appeared in his general mansion.

The little zombie still hugged his neck, obviously dissatisfied with the status quo, Xiao Hen's blue veins on his forehead jumped, and the passionate kiss was pressed down again, and the two entangled all the way to the bedroom...

They are connected to each other, Xiao Hen can feel it, and Wen Qingling can also feel that one of them is the "true king" and the other is the "sub-king". They have evolved with them. From then on, no one in the world is more intimate than them.

They are unique to each other.

Xiao Hen could supply what Wen Qingling was missing.

They have the same heart and feel the same.

Over Yunjing City, two dark shadows passed quickly.

In the black viscous liquid, the pale man slowly opened his eyes, his face full of hostility.

When the black shadow passed high in the sky for the second time, the pale man raised his hand and waved, the reconnaissance plane in the high sky seemed to be covered by a large invisible net.

The driver quickly reported the situation, "Call the command, call the command, the engine is shut down, the reconnaissance plane is falling, the skydiving countdown..."

The reconnaissance plane fell straight from the air and hit the ground, raising two fires one after another.

Two black spots in the sky staggered and landed in Yunjing City.

The pale man stood up from the viscous liquid, and all the black liquid connected to his body was broken and fell back into the black pool unwillingly.

The man walked to the shore step by step, his face pale and gloomy, and he walked into the distance step by step.

Wherever he went, countless zombies followed.

The "general" and "turret" who have been guarding the pool are the closest to the one-armed doll who is still trying to taste the black liquid. He looked at the man who was going away, and then at the quiet black liquid. It I swallowed my saliva, and muttered in my mouth: There is so much energy, I only taste one bite, just one bite, I promise not to eat more...

Then, he plunged into the viscous liquid.

The calming black liquid boiled instantly, strips of black liquid, like a live fish, rushed towards the one-armed doll frantically, biting its flesh, and digging into its skin...

The one-armed doll's young body was about to burst, and she let out a painful scream.

The man who left stretched out his hand, and the one-armed doll fluttering in the black liquid was picked up like this, and fell to the ground. The energy that got into the body was still running around. The one-armed doll rolled around with pain every time. When you roll around, one of the tentacles on the head will fall off, and the small body will be raised a bit.

Before the black energy tears the one-armed doll, it is first absorbed and digested by the one-armed doll. Its disappeared arms grow back, the body stretches out, the tentacles on the head disappear, the mouth disappears, and thick and smooth black hair grows.

The one-armed doll became a slender, white and beautiful boy with big scarlet eyes and a beautiful appearance.

The young man got up from the ground and looked at his new body and newly grown arms. He was very happy. With big scarlet eyes, he looked at the pale man.

The man stretched out his hand to him, and the little boy hopped over, holding the man's hand, and following the man all the way forward.

Wen Qingling suddenly opened his eyes.

The hands around his waist tightened, and Xiao Hen took the person over and hugged him in his arms, patted him twice, "rest a little longer."

Wen Qingling tilted his head to look at Xiao Hen, "I sensed the wild Kuibao."

Xiao Hen opened his eyes and his eyes were clear. It was obvious that neither of them slept, nor did they need to sleep. "The one that Fang Zhen took away?"

Wen Qingling nodded.

Xiao Hen sat up, "Where is it?"

Wen Qingling also wanted to sit up, her waist was still a little sore and still hadn't fully recovered.

Xiao Hen stretched out his hand, picked up the person, and told him to sit on his own. There was no need for Wen Qingling to speak. Xiao Hen had already noticed his faint worry, "Shall we go get it back?"

Wen Qingling was leaning against Xiao Hen, rubbing his fingers on Xiao Hen's chest dishonestly. The skin was smooth, the muscles were strong, and the hand felt very good.

Xiao Hen caught the dishonest hand, Wen Qingling looked up at him, "Don't touch it?"

Xiao Hen's eyes gradually darkened, "Unless you still want to stay in bed for a few days."

Wen Qingling thought about the feasibility of another fight, recalling the thrill of dying, the trembling and suffocation at the peak, he still feels his scalp numb, and his bones are soft and about to rise to heaven...

Wen Qingling glanced at Xiao Hen, inexplicably vague, there is no such thing as a comfortable expression, he has been jumping repeatedly between life and death these days, and he really almost died on the bed.

While Wen Qing Ling's heart was lingering, every nerve was evoked to tremble in his memory, and his fingers and toes couldn't help curling up. It was too exciting, making him worried and a little scared.

I think he could not die after hearing that Qingling was torn to pieces, but almost died on the bed. If this spreads out, he will not be a bigwig.

Wen Qingling sat up and said solemnly: "Business matters are important, and we will fight later."

City Lord Wen made up his mind secretly, next time, next time, he will definitely not be so unpromising, he will definitely let Xiao Hen also feel the soul dancing and trembling on sensitive nerves!

Xiao Hen saw his bluffing and chuckled, "Okay."

Seeing him smiling, Wen Qingling suddenly felt a little unhappy, gave him a kick, and tightened his muscles.

Xiao Hen smiled and held his white and slender ankles, "Where is the Evolution Blood Sunflower?"

Wen Qingling's eyes were dull, "Yunjingcheng."

Xiao Hen: "..."

Why is it Yunjingcheng? It's a super honeycomb, it will explode as soon as it is punched.

Wen Qing Ling bared his teeth, "Even if he really becomes a king, we have two quasi-kings here, why don't we go and blow his head?"

Xiao Hen: "..."

Xiao Hen's most worried thing came true.