The old man's face was stiff and his eyes stared at dye white.
"What do you want to do?"
Ran Bai bit Bei's teeth slightly and tilted his head. His clear eyes looked at Mo Chen. His voice was uncertain and said vaguely,
"Well... Ah Chen, what shall we do?"
Mo Chen was dressed in a black suit, as if integrated with the whole darkness. There was no emotion in the eyes of a pair of demon ruled peach blossoms. It seemed that she had long known that the old woman was a zombie.
"Ranran... Do you want to go to the basement?"
When he first entered the village, he could see that these were zombies,
Here, where do zombies hide? It seems that the basement is a good choice.
Dyed white eyes brightened for a while, as bright as candy. In his voice, he said with soft waxy and delicate without hesitation.
"Yes."
The old man snorted coldly, and an ugly voice sounded,
"There is no basement here."
Mo Chen's eyebrows and eyes were smiling, her estranged and indifferent temperament had not changed, and there was a hint of hidden danger in her low and magnetic voice,
"Are you sure?"
If not, then useless things do not need to exist.
The old lady felt an inexplicable threat around her. A pair of turbid eyes looked at Mo Chen in shock,
It's just a human class. How can it have such great strength?
The old man stared at Mo Chen and ran Bai and said,
"As long as I take you to the basement, you won't care about anything else, will you?"
Dyed white shrugged, with a sweet smile on her face, clean and beautiful.
"Maybe. Anyway, you can't beat me."
Seal off: "..."
That's really hateful. Ran Bai snapped his fingers and bent his eyes into crescent moon with a little smile,
Grandma looked at ranbai darkly. Her eyes seemed to tear ranbai apart,
Dyed pekoe is unaffected and smiles sweetly and brightly.
Finally, grandma chose to compromise.
"Better so."
Dyed white, slightly nodded, slightly picked at the tip of the eyes, looking sweet and charming. The ink hair reaches the waist, soft and scattered.
"Then take ah Chen and I to visit. I'm very curious."
Grandma: "
She was afraid of meeting a wonderful flower.
"Do you really want to?"
Dyed white blinked, her long curled eyelashes trembled slightly, and a pair of shallow and lovely pear vortices appeared on her cheeks,
"Of course."
Grandma's action is very slow, like a snail crawling slowly. It turns out that there is a basement in this room,
The more you go down, the more gloomy it becomes.
Ran Bai glanced at the old man casually. His dark eyes were as dark as ink,
It turns out that the original quiet village is not because the old man likes silence,
But - they all became zombies and lived in this basement!
Mo Chen's eyes had no waves, even with a casual smile, and he was not frightened by the scene in front of him.
"Ranran, do you like it here?"
Ranbai shook her head, with a naive smile on her face, a pair of dazzling star eyes like black gemstones shining with a little smile, with a trace of pity in the soft waxy tone,
"It's so ugly here."
Not only the place is ugly, but also the people are ugly.
At the same time, Mo Chen, who heard the tone of ranbai's dislike, looked a little deep with a gentle smile on his face.
It seems that he got a property of Ranran?
Yan Kong.
For the first time, Mo Chen was so glad that she had given birth to a good leather bag.
When the old man saw the scene of ranbai and Mochen talking happily, a nondescript smile arose from the corners of his mouth, which looked more ugly than crying,
Ranbai silently looks away from the old man's ferocious face.