Apocalypse Reborn: Take Control of the Queen

Chapter 252 The Little Zombie Talks

The little zombie got up from the ground, with red eyes, looked at the boss who kicked him away, and then at the people behind the boss.

His figure flashed, turned to face Han Xue, and made a hoarse voice, "—Xueer—"

The person whose name was called was stunned for a long time, grabbed the arm beside him, and jumped up happily.

"Mo, did you hear, little zombie, he can talk, and he really spoke."

Mo glared hard at the little zombie, and roared, "You can't call Xue'er, I called Xue'er."

The little zombie tilted his head and looked at the boss. He heard the humans call the leader, and Xueer was the boss.

Why can't he call it that?

"Snow-er-"

Mo stared wide-eyed at the unrepentant little bastard, then at the person who let go of his arm and held the little bastard in his arms, wishing he could slap the little bastard to death.

Han Xue picked up the little zombie and turned it around twice.

"Great, little zombie, you can really talk."

She lowered her head, looked at the little thing in her arms, and said to herself, "I keep calling you, little zombie, it's so ugly, let me give you a name, okay?"

Han Xue didn't wait for the little zombie to say anything?Just put him down, turned around, and took Mo's arm, "Mo, what shall we name him?

Is it Mo Hao?Is it better to be surnamed Han?

What should I call it? "

The little zombie's red eyes didn't take a look away from Xue'er. The embrace just now was so strange. What did it feel like?
name?What is a name?Give him his name?
Mo looked at Xue'er who was full of smiles, and sighed helplessly in his heart, what kind of crazy was he just now?
As long as Xueer is happy, isn't it all right?But that little bastard is really an eyesore.

"It's all good, what do you say is all right?"

Han Xue rolled her eyes, "Yes, let's call him Han Ming, and his nickname is Xiao Ming. I hope he can stand upright under the sun one day."

Don't look at the person with shining eyes, repeating those four words in your heart, be fair and honest, will there really be such a day?

"It's a good name, he's sure to like it."

Han Xue walked to the little zombie, bent down, and looked at him, "Han Ming, this is your name from now on, do you like it?"

Han Ming, my name, do you like it?
The little zombie looked at Xue'er, but didn't answer?But thinking about the meaning of these words.

Han Xue looked at the little zombie who didn't answer, and said in a disappointed voice: "Mo, it seems that he doesn't like this name."

Mo glared hard, the little bastard with his head tilted, stepped forward, and hugged him into his arms, "This name is very nice, how could he not like it? Look, he is so small, so he probably just doesn't understand? We What do you mean?"

"Really?" Han Xue became happy immediately, it's just that she doesn't like it.

Mo nodded vigorously, "Really."

Han Xue squatted, looked at the pair of small red eyes, pointed to herself and said: "My name is Han Xue." Then pointed behind her, "His name is Mo Han." Then pointed to the little zombie , "Your name is Han Ming."

The little zombie tilted his head, looked at Xueer, and said in a hoarse voice: "Han-Ming-"

"Yes, Han Ming, that's your name, do you like it?"

"-like-"

Han Xue's eyes suddenly turned reddish. Looking at such a little zombie, she would think of that Mo who doesn't remember anything?
It made her feel unbearably distressed.

　Good night, cuties, sweet dreams. . . . .

　　
　
(End of this chapter)