Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

The brain slurry overflows from a vague flesh and blood, and the eyeballs move out of their original position, and a cool, cold sound rang from above. "Oh."

Slightly picking up the eyelids, a pair of blood-red scorpions faintly swept through the horrible body, Huo Junhan smashed his head, and the corner of his mouth pulled out an arc of unclear meaning, "Is it by you?"

I also want to get her.

The **** smell with great attraction is getting closer and closer, and the zombie king's green scorpion is getting deeper and deeper, and the strong desire to greedy God is full of the **** face.

Going along the direction of the taste, and finally saw a girl in the corner.

A strange sound was heard from the chest, and the Zombie King finally found the owner of this **** taste. The corner of his mouth opened with a pleasant arc, and the sour black teeth bared out and looked very ugly and terrifying.

Shen Mubai is crying with the system, and he is not worried about hearing the warning from the other party. "Host attention! The Zombie King is approaching you!"

Shen Mubai Wow was about to cry out, suddenly remembered something, said, "System, I don't have a golden finger?"

The system said, "Where are you from the golden finger?"

Shen Mubai’s tears are stunned. “It’s you.”

The system didn't talk, I felt that I was being riddled. The authority set by the superior made it unable to give the host too much help, so it said, "When the zombie king is not here, quickly escape from this place, then block your wound, drag Come back to the man."

Shen Mubai responded sensitively to the dead corner and went out. The suburbs of Nancheng not only had many factories, but also weeds grew a lot in a few months. Her brain filtered many books she had seen before, and finally took the weeds with her hands. One of the hemostatic herbs, smashed to the wound in the lips with the fastest speed.

The taste of the herbs masks the faint **** smell and blurs the positioning of the zombie king.

The zombie king’s doubts stayed in place for a few seconds, and finally the smooth, hairless head turned, and the white face showed a weird smile, and the eyes full of desire and greed reflected a kind of awkward color.

Quickly plunging in a certain direction at a speed that is too fast, the girl's body is exposed to her own sight, and it sticks out and looks at it.

Shen Mubai's body is only a human being. Even the slightest gasping sound will reveal its position under the care of the zombie king.

Almost at the same moment, the sound of the system was synchronized with the movement of the Zombie King. After Shen Mubai had not had time to react, he could only watch the other side rushing toward her front.

In this millennium, a figure that is not inferior to the speed of the Zombie suddenly appeared halfway, intercepting the dirty claws.

Seeing the cooked duck to the mouth but being beaten, the Zombie King was extremely upset, and a loud snoring sounded from his throat, and it was angry.

It has already smelled a strong breath from the prey. There is no doubt that there is already a strong presence like it already marked on it, marking the prey as its own from head to toe.

The Zombie King is self-sufficient in itself. It does not think that this existence can threaten itself, so it naturally does not put the other party in the eye.

Now, in intercepting one's own strength, there is a breath that makes it feel jealous.

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