He’s Super Sticky - Chapter 142

The familiar roar made Mo Yan a little disappointed. He sat on the bed holding the little zombie and repeated patiently: “Mo, Yan.”

Meal every word, very serious.

The little zombie tilted his head, “Roar, roar.”

Maybe the baby’s level is not enough?

Mo Yan thought optimistically, he kissed the little zombie now with some human emotions, “I am impatient.”

He should hunt more zombies to obtain crystal nuclei, maybe he will talk when he reaches the sixth or seventh level?

After making up his mind, Mo Yan relaxed, holding the little zombie and talking carefully, especially his eyes, which made him especially fond of him. He couldn’t help but kiss and kiss, kiss and kiss.

The little zombie loves Mo Yan’s closeness to him, and his red eyes are shiny, and occasionally he raises his head and rubs Mo Yan with his lips.

It’s cold and soft, and it feels better than before.

Mo Yan was unaware of being rubbed by the enthusiastic little zombies, and wanted to be a beast on the spot, but in the end he gave up this idea and made himself a gentleman.

He took a deep breath, calmed himself a little, and then patted the little zombie’s buttocks, which now feels a little soft, “It’s really a little fairy.”

The zombie goblin seemed to feel that he was praised, and happily rubbed Mo Yan’s lips again.

Mo Yan only felt that he was about to explode, and what was even more exaggerated was that the little zombie didn’t know whether it was intentional or unintentional, and actually put that cold palm on his indescribable place.

Obviously, the palm of his hand was cool, but it made the fire in his place burn more violently, and he set up a big tent with his pants.

The previous calmness has all done useless work.

Mo Yan clasped his big hand on the waist of the little zombie, and finally decided not to wrong himself. His hand slid down the waist of the little zombie, and then slowly moved forward, holding the little zombie’s hand.

The harsh brake sound rang.

“Be careful, the red light came from here, don’t know what it is, a group of three, report the situation immediately.”

Just when Mo Yan was about to pull the little zombie to do something indescribable, his ears moved and heard a sound not far away.

Red light?

He had a heartbreak. Isn’t that the light that appeared when his baby was promoted?

Before thinking about why this group of people knew and why they found this place, Mo Yan put down the little zombie’s hand. He no longer had the charming thoughts he had before, took out the cloak and wrapped the little zombie, then put away the flashlight for lighting, and picked up the little zombie. The zombies jumped quietly from the window, hiding in the darkness.

“There just was light over there?” There were five or six cars parked at the entrance of the village. A total of more than twenty people came down, and all of them were supernaturalists. This group of people was grouping, and suddenly one person pointed to the house where Mo Yan just stayed. Exclaimed.

The leader looked in the direction that the man was pointing, and saw that the village was completely dark, but he did not doubt what the man said. He called five or six people from the team and asked the others to search in different directions. He brought people to the house where Mo Yan had stayed before.

Mo Yan carried the little zombie and moved lightly into the mountains at the back of the village. This village was specially selected by Mo Yan. It is far away from the major bases, and it is remote and sparsely populated.

Mo Yan chose such a village in the first place to prevent the little zombies from being promoted to make movement and make it easy to find them. It is not that they are afraid of conflicts with humans. It is just that Mo Yan wants to avoid trouble. He wants to protect the little zombies, but he does not want to be together. Humans stand on the opposite side.

But I didn’t expect that there was such an ability team nearby, and it found this remote village in a short period of time. Fortunately, Mo Yan had already put the car into the space.

The village is small and the houses are few, and because of this, Mo Yan was able to catch their voices when the power team arrived at the entrance of the village.

The superpower team quickly searched the village, but no matter how carefully they searched, they could not find what they wanted in the village, neither the treasure they had imagined before nor the danger appeared.

Mo Yan galloped on the mountain holding the little zombie.

After confirming that the superpower team did not go to the front and back, he found a random place in the forest and set up a tent.

Inside the tent, the bright white light of the flashlight illuminates the tent. Mo Yan held the little zombie and carefully untied the gauze on the little zombie’s face and neck.

Originally, when he was in the village, Mo Yan wanted to see if the injuries on the little zombies would change with the promotion, but in the end, the little zombies seduce only want to do things that adults can do.

Now that it was destroyed, Mo Yan’s desire faded, and he remembered this business.

The gauze was slowly lifted, revealing the true face inside.

The skin that was originally rotten and horrible would have disappeared. Instead, it was replaced by a piece of smooth and pale skin. Mo Yan carefully raised his hand, his index finger touched the place where the wound was originally present, and his eyes flashed with excitement.

The eyes that were originally like dead objects flashed with emotions that only humans have after promotion. The horrible and decayed wounds have also returned to smooth and smooth, and even the hard skin has some elasticity…

His baby is gradually evolving towards human change.

Mo Yan became more sure of his conjecture.

He hugged the little zombie, tears faintly flashed in his eyes, and his words were soft and firm: “Baby, you will be well.”

“Roar” the little zombie responded gently.

Turn off the flashlight, Mo Yan lay in the tent holding the obedient little zombie in the dark, letting the little zombie’s head rest on his warm chest, he held the little zombie in one hand, and followed the little zombie with one hand. s hair.

The little zombie was lying on Mo Yan’s body, Mo Yan’s warm chest was in his ears, and Mo Yan’s heartbeat could be heard. He just lay down like this, a pair of scarlet eyes staring tightly in the dark. Ink words.

Mo Yan lifted up and kissed the little zombie’s eyes, and said affectionately: “Good night, my little baby.”

Mo Yan closed his eyes, held the little zombie in both hands, and slowly fell asleep.

The little zombie still stared at Mo Yan, suddenly his eyes blinked, and he tilted his head in the dark, then opened his mouth: “Mo…”

The sound was small and rough, like the sound of sand rubbing on the ground.

Mo Yan, who had fallen asleep, opened his eyes, and his eyes brightened in the dark astonishingly. The hands he clasped on the little zombie suddenly tightened, and his eyes were tightly locked on the red eyes in the dark.

He violently held the little zombie and sat upright.

“Baby, did you talk?” He was nervous and expectant, his throat was slightly dry, and his Adam’s apple kept sliding up and down. He let go of a hand on the waist of the little zombie, shaking with some excitement, and his palm slowly Move up, and finally accurately capture the lips of the little zombie in the dark.

His thumb slowly rubbed the little zombie’s lips, “Baby, call my name again?”

“Mo, Yan.” Mo Yan opened his mouth and pronounced it carefully.

Seeing Mo Yan wake up and talk to him, the little zombie threw on Mo Yan happily.

There was a soft roar in the mouth.

Without the expectant voice, Mo Yan’s excitement was gradually cooled.

He couldn’t help but suspect that the sound just now was just an illusion, but Mo Yan knew clearly that it was not an illusion.

The voice was very green and unpleasant, but it was like a natural sound in his ears.

Mo Yan turned on the hand-held electric machine placed aside, illuminating this small space again.

Because of the light, the little zombie could see Mo Yan’s appearance more clearly, he yelled more happily, and eagerly leaned forward to kiss Mo Yan.

Mo Yan allowed the little zombies to move. After the little zombies were evacuated, he said again: “Baby, can you say it again?”

“Mo, Yan.” He opened his mouth again, as if teaching a child to speak.

The little zombie tilted his head, his eyes were full of ignorance.

“Mo, Yan.” Mo Yan did not give up, still teaching the little zombies word by word.

I don’t know how long it took, how many times Mo Yan said his name tirelessly, and then the little zombie opened his mouth again.

“Mo.” It was still a word, and the sound that was just as unpleasant as before, but Mo Yan almost shed tears with excitement.

“Mo, ink.” The little zombie repeated squabblingly.

Mo Yan didn’t sleep that night, and the voice he taught the little zombies to speak was heard from the tent.

Until the sky turned white, Mo Yan’s voice did not disappear.

Not asleep all night, Mo Yan was still full of energy when he woke up to clean up the tent in the morning. The whole person seemed to be glowing. After one night, even though the little zombie still only knew the word “ink”, Mo Yan was still excited. .

In the next two months, Mo Yan was extremely passionate about killing zombies or mutant beasts, and almost no corpses survived. He wiped out many zombies, and even saved many victims inadvertently. Humans besieged by zombies.

The little zombie has also become able to call out the complete name of Mo Yan from the single word “Mo” at the very beginning.

But other than that, no matter how Mo Yan taught the little zombie to speak, the little zombie still wouldn’t say anything except his name.

It seems that the little zombie’s obsession with Mo Yan caused him to be called Mo Yan’s name.

Mo Yan did not lose sight of this, as long as his little zombie could call him by his name, he was already delighted.

The other words told myself to take it easy. His little zombie can always get better.