Chapter 386

The old car moved forward slowly in the moonlight.

From time to time, the car makes a lingering roar to show that it is close to the limit.

Zombie King. Zhang Yiming pressed the accelerator to the bottom without expression, and the car moved forward at the maximum speed.

A sack of crystal core was placed on the rear seat, and the black blood slowly dropped on the ground along the door.

In the moonlight, dark brown dots spread far and wide.

Zombie emperor. Zhang Yiming looked ahead and suddenly hooked his mouth.

The old car stopped by the side of the road.

Seems to be waiting for someone.

In less than ten minutes, a black motorcycle came from a distance.

Accompanied by the roar of motorcycles, there were several messy footsteps.

Looking from a distance, a mild faced teenager calmly sat on the motorcycle, and the speed of the motorcycle was developed to the extreme.

In the white moonlight, several dark figures followed behind the motorcycle.

The speed of the motorcycle was very fast, and those figures followed the motorcycle without falling behind.

Not a bit left behind.

The speed of these figures is very fast, but the running posture is not standard, and the body presents a strange distorted state.

Running "Dancing" is not like normal human running, but its speed is comparable to that of motorcycle.

In the end, such bodies are common.

It's a zombie.

A zombie who can catch up with a high-speed motorcycle must be a high-level zombie.

Zhang Yiming almost screwed the motorcycle handle to the end. Under normal circumstances, the flying man who created the world record may not catch up.

But these strange zombies who "dance" can keep up with the speed of the motorcycle.

Zombie emperor. Zhang Yiming glanced at the boy riding in the moonlight, and his fierce eyes stayed on Zhang Yiming's face for a moment.

Sharp eyes with a trace of nostalgia.

At this time, he is still "clean".

He has never swallowed flesh and blood, nor has he done anything to destroy security bases and deliberately harm and torture mankind. He has no reputation.

Zombie emperor. A flash of madness flashed in Zhang Yiming's eyes, and the corners of his mouth were evil.

I really want to be myself now!

The black motorcycle stopped by the old car of zombie emperor Zhang Yiming.

Those high-ranking zombies who followed stood aside in a orderly manner, looked down at the ground and winced.

Dare not look directly at the zombie emperor. Zhang Yiming, also dare not look at Zhang Yiming.

All kings.

The smell of any body makes them irresistible.

This is an instinctive fear.

"What about the man?"

Zhang Yiming glanced at the sack on the back seat of the old car with a cold voice.

"Ran away."

Zombie King Zhang Yiming opened the door, his tall and straight body came out of the car and leaned gently against the car, emitting a seeming hostility.

Zombie emperor. Zhang Yiming can frighten the zombies in a few miles just standing there.

This is the real emperor, who once commanded hundreds of millions of zombies in the end of the world.

Zhang Yiming frowned. "Is there any other clue?"

"Not at the moment. There are no useful clues in the heads of those zombies. You should read the rest from the heads of zombies. The man's name is Wang Ge."

Zombie emperor. Zhang Yiming looked down at his slender fingers. His fingers moved gently, and the corners of his mouth were evil.

"OK, I see."

Zhang Yiming nodded expressionless, with some remorse in his heart.

As soon as he knew that he was attacked here, he immediately brought his best men. Unexpectedly, it was too late.

Zhang Yiming saw the crystal core on the old car and didn't ask where the zombies who attacked Xiaozhu went.

Whether it is zombie emperor Zhang Yiming or him, the result is the same.

Those zombies have to die.

No why?

"You haven't eaten flesh and blood?"

Zombie King. Zhang Yiming is still looking at his slender fingers. His voice comes out of his throat. It sounds a little dull.

"No."

Zhang Yiming subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva and tightened his fingers slightly.

After eating sweet wood, the desire for flesh and blood became stronger and stronger.

Fortunately, he can restrain himself.

Tired is a little tired.

At the thought of his dirty body after swallowing flesh and blood, Zhang Yiming can quickly restrain the raging emotions in his brain.

He has been so unbearable that he can't become a monster that devours flesh and blood.

He would rather die than see her so miserable.

"I've tasted it. In the past few years, it's delicious every day. It satisfies the raging emotions in my mind."

Zombie emperor Zhang Yiming slowly closed his eyes, as if recalling the beauty of swallowing flesh and blood, and his voice was intoxicated.

The anger turned into substance, colder than the moonlight from the sky.

"You regret it."

Zhang Yiming looked as like as two peas in front of him.

No one knows himself better than him.

If she really dies, when she is most powerless, he must be crazy to revenge everyone.

Even unarmed humans will go to hell.

Just

Zhang Yiming looks at the zombie emperor. Zhang Yiming's eyes flicker slightly.

"Yes! I really regret it. I didn't expect that I could go back to the past and return to the world with her." the zombie emperor Zhang Yiming suddenly opened his eyes full of nostalgia, "if I had known I could come back, I would..."

The voice was silent.

The rest of the zombie emperor. Zhang Yiming didn't say it, but Zhang Yiming had understood all the meaning.

If you know you can come back.

Will not devour flesh and blood.

I will restrain myself as always.

Will continue to explore the way back to mankind.

It's just that it's hard to recover.

Zhang Yiming looked at the zombie emperor. Zhang Yiming almost had some crazy eyes, but said very calmly, "I will never repeat the mistakes."

He will do everything he can to guard the only light.

Zhang Yiming leaned quietly on the motorcycle, and his slender figure was pulled very long by the moonlight.

If you ignore the black blood flowing in his body and only look at his appearance, it is an image of a quiet neighbor's brother.

Clean.

"I envy you."

Zombie emperor. Zhang Yiming raised his eyes and looked at the moon. His voice was very light.

No one knows how he spent those years.

From a zombie who doesn't eat flesh and blood to an unforgivable zombie emperor, these frightening changes are not his pain.

Zhang Yiming has never experienced what he has experienced.

He hasn't swallowed flesh and blood, and is trusted by the Xiaozhu family as a friend

Such Zhang Yiming, how can he not envy.

This is the scene he yearned for day and night in the last years, but it was easily realized by him.

After becoming a zombie, he thought all the time that she could accept the fact that he was a zombie, didn't dislike him and made friends with him.

He finally saw the scene. Zhang Yiming, who was favored by God, was not him, but the past.

And the past in his mind is still the dirty and cruel past.

All of all, how can he be reconciled.

He really wants to stay in this world with her forever.

Feel the warmth of the world, listen to her voice and shelter her from the wind and rain.

He doesn't want to be the emperor of the zombie at all. He just wants to be her prince.