I continued: "According to what I know about them, Peipei is eager to find a chance to deal with him. He is such a powerful zombie, and Yu Shao must be very interested in him."

Just kidding, I don't know, how much inspiration can I get from Guang Wei Wuchang and Li Peipei's hatred! How many stories to draw! Maybe Li Peipei and Wei Wuchang can make a pair of CPs, big breasts Brainless and violent eldest sister and calm, wise and sharp ancient general, what a good CP, I want to see the follow-up story.

"I don't want to live with other people next door." Li Xiaoran continued to talk.

"Then let him live in the other vacant rooms upstairs. I remember there are still 4th or 5th floors. There are still vacant rooms, right? If it doesn't work..." I glanced at Wei Wei and felt that the ancient generals The product should be trustworthy, so he said, "I can get a cubicle out of my house for him to live in..."

"no."

Wei Wuchang didn't say anything, and Li Yanran refused directly.

I looked at him, he looked at me, and after a long time, he squeezed out a sentence between his teeth: "Shared rent is not allowed."

"Then let him live on the first floor."

"No rent."

"why!"

Li Xiaoran simply died with a hard mouth and stopped talking!

I was very angry, Wei Wuchang pondered for a moment: "Brother Li, are you afraid that I will have bad thoughts about Miss Su?"

"Huh?" Li Ran squinted at him.

"Huh?" I looked at him with a shocked expression.

"If you're worried about this..."

"I'm not worried." Li Yan replied with a sigh.

I turned my head and took the opportunity to mix doubles with Wei Wuchang: "Then what are you worried about?"

"But you're worried that I will snatch Miss Su from Brother Li?" Wei Wuchang asked sharply in a calm and steady voice.

What he asked surprised me. What does it mean to snatch away from Li Xiaoran? I have never stood by Li Xiaoran's side! Moreover, the tone of his question...

Why is this tone inexplicably a bit possessive of me and provocative to Li Xiaoran?

This zombie... Could it be possible that in such a short period of time, to me...

The fast-paced conversation just now suddenly fell silent after Wei Wuchang's question. Li Xiaoxiao looked at Wei Wuchang and raised his gold-rimmed glasses slightly. The cold light on the glasses flashed, and he hugged his hand: "Then stay here. come in."

Li Ran said, with the usual looseness and indifference: "There are two households on the first floor. If you want to live, then come."

Maybe it was my delusion. The moment he dropped these words, I felt that the air pressure around me was much heavier, squeezing me, making me feel... I seem to be... doing something incredible...

The pressure from that moment continued on to the taxi, downstairs in the old apartment, until met Li Peipei, who went out to walk the dog against the early morning sun. She was someone who couldn't understand the atmosphere, and she broke the awkward silence that was tangled up when she spoke.

"Grass! Su Xiaoxin! You shameless thing, you really brought this zombie back! Do you want to raise a little white face!"

As soon as she shouted, Mangzi, as a dog beaten by Wei Wuchang, also shouted along, and Alaska's mighty voice resounded through the eighth floor.

Wei Wuchang, as an ancient general, heard Li Peipei's words, his face sank again, but maybe he felt that he really did something very unfortunate, so Wei Wuchang suppressed his emotions and did not attack.

"Miss Li."

"Auntie, call me Daddy!"

Mangzi: "Wang Wang Wang!" It seems to be repeating the three words after her.

"..." Wei Wuchang immediately turned his head and said to me, "Apologize for another day."

He glanced at Li Runao, who took out the key and said, "Wait outside, I'll get you the key."

Li ran back, Li Peipei couldn't believe it, and followed behind him reluctantly: "You let him live in? You let him live? Li ran, do you also like this zombie? Are you bent? ?"

Mangzi: "Wang Wang Wang Wang!" It seems to be repeating the four words after her.

She kept asking questions only to get two cold words: "Shut up." Listening to the voice was also very bad.

The siblings entered the house one after the other, and there was another ding ding dong dong sound from upstairs.

Yu Shao had a plaster cast on his leg, and ran downstairs numbly with a small cane in both hands. The corpse bell on his feet rang non-stop, and he rushed upstairs. Down, his eyes glowed like the sun at once.

He stared at Wei Wuchang, stepped forward in a hurry, looked at Wei Wuchang up and down like a monkey, regardless of his lame leg, and walked around him many times.

"The thousand-year-old corpse king, the thousand-year-old corpse king. The living zombie king." This expression and attitude were completely different from when children in peacetime ate tofu.

Wei Wuchang glanced at Yu Shao who was circling around him, and then looked at his legs. He probably knew who this person was. He apologized, "I was in a hurry earlier and hurt your Excellency, I'm really sorry."

"It's okay, it's okay, I can see the Millennium Zombie King, let alone break the leg, it's not a pity to cut off both legs!"

To be honest, I think his eyes are actually quite perverted. Wei Wuchang didn't know how to deal with being observed by a young boy like this, so I diverted Yu Shao's attention: "The Thousand-Year Zombie King, is it very rare?"

"Rare?" Yu Shao glanced at me, "It stands to reason that there is no such thing in this era." He chattered in excitement, "Zombies are naturally formed, and the natural conditions they need are relatively harsh, and most of the zombies formed are unconscious. A thousand-year-old corpse king is even more demanding, to have a corpse that does not rot for a thousand years, to have a great obsession with previous lives, and to be infiltrated with corpse energy all year round."