Chapter 493

Ye Qingtian pinched Rong Hua's nose: "I will only choose you as my wife. Others are skeletons in my eyes.

Don't try to tempt me. I don't know how to talk, I just do some straightforward things.

For example, if you are hungry, I will cook for you. If you are thirsty, I will pour you water. If you want to have a palace banquet, I can't do it. At most, it can make you not hungry. "

Some straightforward words, it seems that such a life is also very dull, but not everyone can do it.

Rong Hua smiles a little: "as expected is straightforward temperament."

Night sky looked at a stiff God: "is there any salvation?"

Rong Hua shook his head: "flame meteorite will burn his body, can't save."

"What about that?" Ye Qingtian has some sympathy for the stiff God.

Stiff God with a bitter smile: "I'm not sorry to die, but I'm not willing to be killed."

Rong Hua laughed: "another way is to melt the meteorite iron into your body with high-level flame."

"There is no high-level flame available. I hope you can help our people through the difficulties." The fire of life in the eyes of stiff God is fading.

Ziwei wants to go out, but Rong Hua throws a rope to trap her: "it's not over yet. It's not good to leave in such a hurry."

Crape myrtle scolded: "asshole, let me go, are you human or not, actually help zombies."

Rong Hua looks at the sky at night, and she doesn't know whether to do it or not.

When ye Qingtian saw Rong Hua asking for his opinion, he seemed to regard himself as the backbone, not to mention how beautiful he was. He said with a smile: "we do as we please. Not all the zombies are bad people, and not all the human beings are good people."

Rong Hua nodded: "you're right. Maybe it's because human beings covet zombies that they want to kill the zombies."

Stiff God fiercely opened his eyes: "you are for that thing?"

"Yes, with that, we can produce countless herbs and food, and then the whole spiritual world will follow our lead." Crape myrtle finally does not pretend to be weak, her eyes full of excitement.

Rong Hua sighed: "you're talking about something that can make plants bigger."

Crape myrtle stares at Rong Hua immediately: "how do you know?"

"Why don't I know? In order to save you, stiff God has changed that thing for pills, and now it's not in the back mountain. " Rong Hua sighed.

Crape myrtle immediately cried: "how can it? Such an important baby said to change it. "

Rong Hua sneered: "not to save you? You think it's a good treasure, but people treat your life as a treasure. You really have no conscience. "

Next door came the baby's cry, crape myrtle's look stopped, and then said with disgust: "why is the child still alive?"

This words touch Rong Hua's bottom line, she jumped up and rushed to give crape myrtle a slap: "that's the child you gave birth to."

Crape myrtle was hit on the bed: "it's just a monster, not my child."

Stiff God stares at crape myrtle, the feeling in his eyes is extinguished by this sentence.

"Ha ha ha... I'm crazy..." the stiff God pulled out the flaming meteorite iron dagger.

Rong Hua glanced at him: "it's not so bad that there's not much injury."

"How can it be? What zombies fear most is flame meteorite. How can you not die? " Crape myrtle screamed in horror.

Stiff God fixed looking at crape myrtle: "you so hate me?"

"Yes, I hate you. I hate you for destroying my innocence. I hate you for giving birth to that monster!" Crape myrtle's eyes stare at the stiff God coldly.

However, Rong Hua found that there was a white shadow in her pupil, so he came forward to hold her chin and forced her to look at herself.

"I see."

"What is it?" night sky asked

"What's the maidservant's name?" Rong Hua asked.

Stiff God a Zheng: "don't remember, crape myrtle called her aunt Zeng."

"Oh, aunt Zeng, that's the great aunt and grandmother of the great grandfather's generation, right?" Rong Hua sneered.

A little flustered flashed on Ziwei's face.

"In that case, I'll try to search the soul!" Rong Hua raised his hand to catch it.

Crape myrtle immediately leaned back to avoid: "stiff God, do you just watch me being bullied?"

"Enough, you don't want to play. You're not crape myrtle at all!" Rong Hua yelled.

Stiff God now really all over stiff, half ring just asked: "she is not crape myrtle?""The body is, the soul is not, it can be said that crape myrtle has not woken up, she is now the maid jiuzhanquechao." Rong Hua holds his arms and looks at him.

Night sky moved a hand, a mirror appeared, he looked at crape myrtle in the mirror, crape myrtle immediately fainted.

And there is a soul tied in the mirror, which is the maidservant.

Stiff God frowned: "so just now my heart broke for nothing?"

Rong Hua laughs: "maybe, but crape myrtle hasn't woken up, if she herself..." she doesn't go on.

Stiff God wanted to put the dagger beside crape myrtle and put it well: "if she also wants me to die, then I'd better die!"

"Fart." Rong Hua scolded: "what should your son do when you die? What about your subjects? At that time, it will be taken away by human beings and refined into pills! "

Stiff God was silent and did not speak.

Night Optimus reached out and patted stiff God on the shoulder: "don't be so negative. At least you are the biggest one among the zombies. You have a heavy responsibility."

The stiff spirit sighed for a long time.

Rong Hua takes out the big return Dan to crape myrtle, so that she can wake up quickly.

Sure enough, the crape myrtle that ate Da huandan woke up. She looked at him with a complicated look after seeing the stiff God.

Rong Hua raised his eyebrows and asked, "did she see that woman when she occupied her body just now?"

Night sky nodded: "look like expression, otherwise also won't show so complex eyes."

Stiff God a little nervous: "crape myrtle..."

"Did you really exchange that for medicine to save me?" Asked Ziwei.

Stiff God nodded: "yes."

"But you know I came for that, too." Crape myrtle bit her lips and her face was full of distress.

Rong Hua asked, "what do you want that for? The elixir of birth? Are you sure that you can refine the elixir into a pill? "

"Why not?" Crape myrtle is full of doubts, she really does not understand.

Rong Hua sighed and took out some medicinal materials that had been born: "look, it's 100 times bigger than usual, and this hemostatic herb needs to be put in the whole plant to use, so who do you think can control a stove with 100 times medicinal materials?"

"This..." crape myrtle's eyes are wide open. She understands Rong Hua's meaning. It's easy for a pharmacist to make a medicinal material, but no one can make a hundred heats at a time, and the resulting medicine is too big. At present, no one can make a hundred medicinal materials at the same time.

"Why don't we make it that big?" Crape myrtle is not reconciled.