Chapter 239: The Little Zombie of the Zombie King (27)

In the mall.
The man covered in blood, blood and blood, and the invisible man crawled slowly on the ground, moving his arms slowly forward.
After a long time, it only moved a little.
The smell of fresh flesh and blood attracted the nearby zombies, and the ebony pouring in, it was another bite.
Qin Lie was already numb from the pain.
Within a few days, he died no less than five times!
After being conspired that day, the whole body was eaten by the zombies, waiting for the zombies to leave. His consciousness is still sober, and he can even feel soberly that new flesh is growing on his body.
It's painful!
At the first time, the time for new meat to grow out was relatively long, which took two full days.
Before they had time to grow new skin, the zombies smelled and drank his blood and ate his flesh again.
The second time, one day.
The third time, most of the day.
The fourth time, half a day.
Up to now, it only takes a few short hours.
Every time, after the new flesh grows out, he will crawl some distance on the ground.
There is a fitting room in the left corner of the mall. He wants to hide in that small space, at least to slow the zombies from coming. He needs time to restore his strength for a period of time after he grows new flesh.
If you continue to lie down in the mall lobby.
He is like a continuous supply of raw meat.

On the 7th time some new meat grew, and dull footsteps came from the door of the mall.
Qin Lie stagnated on the ground in despair.
It's really going to kill him!
He even wanted to laugh at himself a little bit. This time, he came a little faster, his flesh hadn't grown well yet.
The little girl holding the long skirt slowly and slowly appeared at the gate of the mall.
[You go faster! 】If there is an entity in the search god, you really want to kick it on the short buttocks, are you special... hurry up!
After urging, he slowly stopped seeing the stars.
There is even a tendency to sit on the ground and then lie down—
【father! My dear father, I was wrong! I shouldn't rush you! 】Sou God seconds counseling.
No way!
This is a mentally handicapped man with a low IQ, she hasn't learned anything else, and she has studied thoroughly.
[Your little flower is waiting for you! Don't let him wait too long! 】
In order to encourage this lazy boy to continue to move, he can only sacrifice the integrity of Lord Ares.
Say ‘Your Little Flower’, as if Lord Ares doesn’t need face.
Oh, so tired.
Walking, so tired.
I'm so tired holding the skirt.
The little zombie walked with his head buried in it, and when he passed the rotten flesh on the ground, he did not squint and did not recognize it. It was a person.
Originally, Search God could not remind too much.
But... you tell it, it's so stupid, what else can it do?
[Look down! Gone! Look at the blood man lying on the ground! 】Like an old hen doing homework, howling desperately to teach her mentally retarded cub, 1+1 is equal to how many.
"Oh..." Fanxing fell back silently again.
The little zombie squatted down holding the skirt.
It's no wonder Fanxing can't recognize Qin Lie's Xiaohuahua, it's really...
He was too miserable.
Flesh and flesh, his skin did not grow out, lying on the ground, he looked like a pool of flesh and blood almost infiltrating the ground. Completely, I can't see that this is a living person.
Fanxing looked at her skirt and her tender little hands.
He looked at the red and black blood on the ground and the dirty Qin Lie.
My heart is swaying wildly-