My husband is a wife

Chapter 1093 I'm afraid it's a big deal
Really can't sympathize with this kind of shameless woman who only angers others.

Xiahou Huan'er shrugged, stepped up and left.

The zombie camp is very large, and there are many training squares. It is estimated that walking for a few days and nights will not be enough to visit.

The distinction is clear, each performs its duties, and the management is rigorous.

Here is a real kingdom.

Xiahou Huan'er wandered around until sunset, and then slowly wandered back to the place where she lived.

Dongfang Xing seemed quite busy, she finished dinner.

Thinking of Dongfang Xing, it's true that he pampers her and dotes on her, but can he open his mind a little bit.

The whole hypocritical master doesn't understand romance at all, except for the clothes and the strange-looking necklace around her neck, he hasn't given her anything decent to make her happy.

Thinking of the fact that he proposed to himself today, he felt even more aggrieved.

His uncle's, without a ring or flowers, what kind of marriage proposal is this?

She resisted, but he actually withdrew his proposal.

She is the most aggrieved heroine in the world.

I really can't compare with others, no, people are better than dead people.

When Dongfang Xing came back, he couldn't help but thumped in his heart when he saw the woman's resentful eyes.

He walked over, frowned and asked, "Have you lost your temper yet?"

Xiahou Huan'er gave him a sideways glance and remained silent.

Dongfang Xing was a little anxious: "Are you really angry?"

Xiahou Huan'er turned her face to the side: "You seem to be quite busy when you come back, what are you busy with?"

Dongfang Xing squinted his sharp eyes, and said lightly: "It's nothing."

Xiahou Huan'er looked up at his indifferent face, and frowned: "Are you guarding against me?"

He lowered his head, met her questioning gaze, and shook his head: "Don't think about it."

"If you don't tell me, I will definitely think about it." It's not that he doesn't know her character.

Master Xing frowned, his face darkened, and he said domineeringly: "This is a man's business."

"500 years ago, men and women were equal. After 500 years, what is the difference between men and women?" These days, women are rarer than men, aren't they?

Master Xing fell silent.

Xiahou Huan'er poked him, and asked worriedly, "Is something wrong?"

Master Xing continued to remain silent, even closing his eyes, not wanting to speak at all.

Damn, I played dead again.

After a while, he said coldly: "Something went wrong in genetic research."

Xiahou Huan'er was a little surprised when he heard this: "What gene do you study?"

Dongfang Xing's face was a little dignified, and his tone was heavy: "The gene that can quickly transform low-level zombies into high-level zombies."

"Is there a shortcut?" As far as she knows, it takes a long time to evolve from low-level zombies to high-level zombies, and low-level zombies account for a large proportion of all zombies. If that part of the low-level zombies can be transformed, the zombie camp will Strength, will enter the heyday stage.

Dongfang Xing nodded.

"What's going on?" His face was so serious, it might be a big deal.

"The first batch of genes researched, after experiments, the combat effectiveness of low-level zombies has increased, but they have become more ferocious, even attacking their own kind."

Xiahou Huan'er was surprised: "How could this happen?"

"Researchers are looking for the cause," he said flatly.

"How many low-level zombies participated in the experiment this time?"

"One hundred."

Xiahou Huan'er was terrified immediately. A hundred low-level zombies had turned into brutal killing weapons. If they ran out, many people would die.

"Then what about them?"

Dongfang Xingmo waited for a while, and then said lightly: "Close it first, and deal with it after the results of the research come out."

(End of this chapter)