The villain of Kuaishou

Chapter 314 Anti-Customer: Zombies (16)

A hint of hostility flashed in the zombie's eyes, but fearing that Yin Ruo'an would see it, he quickly suppressed it.

"Let's go back."

For some reason, Yin Ruo'an felt that he was in a very bad mood at this time, and she even had an illusion that if the person beside him was not her, then that person might have been killed by him.

Secretly sticking out her tongue, she felt as if she was narcissistic.

Curving the corners of her lips, Yin Ruo'an grabbed the hem of the zombie's clothes and walked slowly towards the cave where she lived.

Sure enough, far away.Then she saw her grandfather waiting there.

"Do you know that what you did just now almost made your granddaughter a lion's meal?"

What Yin Ruoan didn't expect was that the zombie asked questions as soon as he opened his mouth.

The old man did not expect that the zombie would question him, but he also did not expect that Yin Ruo'an would fall into such a dangerous situation.

"Grandpa, I know you don't agree with us, but I still won't give up on him."

Grasping the zombie's clothes tightly, Yin Ruo'an said firmly, poking his neck.

"Do you know what his name is?"

Yin Ruo'an did not expect that the old man's first sentence was this.

She glanced at the zombie in a daze, and the zombie seemed surprised, pursing her thin lips, wondering if she should speak or not.

In the end, she broke her heart and said the name of the person who raided the previous plane: "His name is Mo Qingli, he is an ancient man."

Surprise flashed in the zombie's eyes, it seemed unbelievable.

"Mo Qingli..."

The old man chewed on the name repeatedly, and finally a shock flashed in his eyes: "You said he was Mo Qingli?"

Yin Ruo'an pursed his lips and smiled, hugging the zombie's arm proudly and nodding.

"Evil fate, evil fate~"

Sighing and shaking his head, Yin Ruoan didn't understand, so: "Grandpa, what are you talking about?"

"He... it's you... that's all, you can't let go of the secret, just let it happen!"

Shaking his head and sighing, the old man's back seemed to bend a bit, and the only thing he murmured was those three words: "Nie Yuan~"

"You guys, you can go back to your villa, it's not safe here...after all."

The words from afar made Yin Ruo'an's face burst into a bright smile: "Grandpa, thank you."

This sentence is sincere.

"We can go back."

When her bright eyes met the zombie's turbulent dark eyes, she was stunned: "What's wrong with you?"

"You said my name is Mo Qingli?"

He squinted his eyes, and his deep voice was dangerous.

Yin Ruoan stepped back silently: "I...I..."

"How did you know?"

His words made her eyes widen a little, and she looked at him in disbelief: "You...really..."

After finishing speaking, she consciously slipped her eyes and looked away guiltily: "I think you are very similar to a person I often dream of in my dreams."

"You think I'm really that century-old zombie with no IQ? Are you going to believe me with a few casual words?"

Yin Ruoan swallowed his saliva: "Otherwise what do you think?"

The zombie moved closer to her, squeezed her chin tightly with bony hands, and forced her to look him squarely: "When you first met me, I heard a vague name, every time you suck your blood, before you faint And unconsciously murmur a person's name, and that name is Mo Qingli."

"I do not know what you're talking about."

Yin Ruoan's eyes fluttered in denial.

"who are you?"

This sentence, without the sharpness just now, has only endless helplessness and a trace of hope.

"So, who are you looking for?"

(End of this chapter)