Chapter 215: Θ13. Death cycle

The emperor slammed the return to the base, and he was not aware of his identity.
When I first entered the room, I was overwhelmed by the bed. The clothes on my body were unnaturally broken and the lips were blocked. Strong strength, with irresistible enthusiasm.
"Slow..." can still climb the shoulders of the emperor, and some can't adapt to his fast pace.
The Emperor did not give him time to adjust, eagerly explored on him, and did not forget to use all the semi-hanging skills he had learned for the first time. Although the strength of the hand is still somewhat unsatisfactory, at least it is not possible to get bruised and bruised, but occasionally leave a few footprints and scratches.
It is still possible to confirm that my physical fitness has been strengthened a lot. It’s just that the foreign body that suddenly entered the body is beyond his tolerance.
"You give me a slower!" Still gnashing his teeth, slamming the emperor's hair, trying to divert his attention and remind him to slow down. But the Emperor's hair doesn't know how long it is, he just didn't pull it out!
"Still, still, cocoa..." The low voice, with a hot breath, passed through the acceptable ears. When he heard the nickname of "cocoa", his heart was hot, and the feelings deep into the soul surged into him like a tide, and instantly let him forget all the pain.
"Emperor..." This man, accompanying him in his reincarnation, has gone through thousands of hardships. Even if he has no memory, he will fall in love with him again and again, without hesitation and remorse.
"Ah!" The fiery desire plunged into his body, and the ensuing shock turned into a raging wave, completely immersing the two entangled bodies...
Huo Xuan returned to the base with the injured left string, and subconsciously swept the room in Shangke, and found that there was someone inside.
Are they back to the base? After he was discovered by his identity, he dared to stay in the sphere of human power? Then I thought about it and realized that they didn't dare? With the strength of the emperor, he is not afraid of provoking the incident. On the contrary, he has scruples and can't do it in the base, otherwise it will inevitably cause many unnecessary casualties.
"Huo Xuan, we should immediately issue a notice to make everyone alert." Zuo Xian proposed.
"The announcement will only create panic, without any practical significance." The name of the zombie king has been around for a long time, but who killed him? Even if it is as strong as Huo Xuan, it can only barely tie. Mingjian sword body can resist the attack of the emperor, but can not defeat him.
"Is it so arrogant that they are rampant in the human base?" Zuoxian is very jealous of the strength of the Zombie King, and is quite dissatisfied with the arrogance of the canon. Although Huo Xuan speculated that this person can suppress the zombie king, the left string has never been recognized.
Huo Xuan thought for a moment and said: "I will follow them."
"What?" The left string looked at him with uncertainty.
"As long as I monitor, the Zombie King will not have the opportunity to kill in the human world." Huo Xuan leaned against the window, perceived outside, and squatted near the room of Shangke.
"No!" Zuoxian strongly opposed. "You are a human leader. You must never commit a crime. Moreover, the construction and governance of the base cannot be separated from you. Is it necessary to set up the base in order to monitor the zombie king? Follow them on the road?"
Huo Xuan looked out the window and calmly said, "If you can let the zombie king take the initiative to follow us, then the problem you are worried about is not a problem."
"Let the zombie king follow us? How is it possible?" Zuo Xian felt that he was crazy.
Huo Xuan no longer spoke, and his eyes flashed a faint glory.
As night fell, a blue light lit up in the base, forming a vast ocean. It is said that the zombies have a low recognition of blue, and the use of blue lights generally does not attract their attention.
The faint light shines through the window into the dim and messy room.
He was able to wake up in a sway, and the touch of physical friction made him shudder. He was kneeling on the bed, clutching his pillow and bearing the impact of his own.
This time, he did not remember how many times he "dead to live", only know that every time the emperor climax, he will experience a viral infection. As the number of times increases, the body's immunity is also getting higher and higher, from the first three or five minutes of death time, to only a dozen seconds to recover, or even to experience death, but a short-lived corpse.
The room was filled with the smell of mi, the bed was a mess, and the shaking and collision sounds that could be heard from time to time were intertwined.
I can still watch the clock, and it has been five hours since they came back. He is exhausted, and the man on his body still seems to have stopped.
Still patiently waiting for the intermission, then difficult to get out of the emperor's arms, turned over and got out of bed, slammed into the bathroom, just closed the door, turned and saw the emperor standing in front of himself.
Still irritating: Will it be teleported? The zombie king who is teleporting is the most annoying!
The emperor has no suspicion of being dismissed, and he is still able to grind.
The two stayed in the bathroom for more than two hours, and finally, they were still able to be embarrassed by the emperor. At the moment of being thrown into the bed, he was able to grab the storage compartment on the table and take a bottle from it. When he stepped in, he turned back and stuffed the bottle into his mouth.
The emperor bit the bottle, the action paused, and then pushed and shoved, swallowed, and finally reluctantly retreated.
Can still fall on the bed, shouting in my heart: Long live the bottle!
The emperor lay beside him, holding a bottle in one hand, circled his waist in one hand, and drank milk while staring at him.
"I am also hungry," he said.
The Emperor immediately handed the bottle to his mouth, and there were two rows of teeth on the pacifier.
Yes: "...thank you, I want to do something else."
The emperor stuffed the bottle into his mouth again, and after taking a few mouthfuls, he slowly removed the hand that was on the waist.
Still free, with a shirt in the glove, under the scorching gaze of the emperor, walked into the kitchen with bare feet.
But for a while, the aroma of the food was heard in the kitchen.
The emperor leaned back on the bed and silently watched the every move.
Still can't care about his sight, Meimei had a meal, looked at the time, took a piece of quick cheese from the kitchen, and said to the emperor, "This is made of pure milk, you taste Taste it."
The emperor looked at the white, and looked at the white cheese. He seemed to be thinking about which one to eat first.
You can pick up a large piece of the spoon and hand it to the emperor's mouth.
The emperor opened his mouth and softened it sweetly, just as delicious as the cocoa's tongue.
It is still visible that his stretched expression, I know that this food experiment is successful, a zombie king really prefers dairy products, and his menu can finally be enriched.
As he has not left the base, he needs to purchase some other ingredients.
Can still place an order online, agreed to pick up the goods early in the morning.
The emperor was lying on the bed, listening to the sound of the door, and did not keep up. His perception can reach hundreds of miles away, but he is the only human being he cares about, and he can find it wherever he is.
The transaction went very smoothly, and what was still available for purchase was not very tight, but the quantity was small and the price was a bit expensive.
"Yes."
Just put the thing on the car, you can still hear someone call his name.
He turned his head and saw that Huo Xuan did not know when he was around him.
"...Is there something for me?" It was customary to show a smile, and then I thought of pulling the value of hatred, and promptly changing the friendly greetings into a cold and hot question, but the smile on my face was too late to converge.
Huo Xuan was shaken by his smile, and he did not pay attention to his tone. He asked, "Are you leaving?"
"Yeah." Nodded, he was busy with his own affairs, and he looked like a pair of love.
"Where are you going?" Huo Xuan asked again.
"Tiannan Haibei, whatever you want."
Huo Xuan’s eyes swept over his neck and arms, and his skin was smooth and there was no trace of bruises. His eyes were dark and his heart was inexplicably pleasant.
"Go with me." Huo Xuan suddenly said.
"What?" Still staring at him with surprise. It’s easy to cause misunderstandings if you don’t have a head and tail.
"With the zombie king, go with me." Huo Xuan continued, "You know his terrible, let him leave, it will only bring unpredictable danger to mankind. Although you can temporarily restrain him, but who knows When will he lose control? Instead of being caught off guard, it is better to place him in a relatively safe place."

Where do you want to place him?
I can ask.

There is a small town in the southwest of the main base, which is well-connected and has a strict monitoring network. All of the nearby guards are those with a level of six or more.
Huo Xuan paused and said,
Although these abilities are not enough. Compete with the Zombie King, but at least I can ask for help in time before the Zombie King opens the killing ring."
"Why are you telling me this?" Still looking up at him, "Are you sure I will not fight humans with the zombie king?"
Huo Xuan slightly lips: "That depends on whether you promised my proposal."
He is still really...can't agree.
He originally planned to follow Huo Xuan, and now he offered it, which saved a lot of things. As for the small town that Huo Xuan said, I still don't care. Even if there is a devastating weapon buried there, he and the emperor will not be killed. It’s so arrogant to have an undead body.
In the end, it is natural to agree, just ask Huo Xuan not to appear in front of the emperor.
Huo Xuan thought about it and said: "You join the Shadowmoon Mercenary Corps. By then, I will pretend to be an identity and protect the Zombie King from recognizing me."
Still squinting at him: Why do you have to go with you? Even at the expense of disguising identity. Honestly, are you conspiring?
Huo Xuan did not seem to notice his doubtful eyes, calmly said: "What do you think?"
What else can I do? Promise. There is a saying that "distance produces beauty", on the other hand, "intersection produces ugliness."
It is still possible to do everything possible to let Huo Xuan have a bad feeling for him that he can't wait to deal with it!