Zombie Prince, Killer Concubine - C122

In the afternoon, Lin Zhaojun sat in the pavilion.

Hong Xiu also sat beside sher. After being silent for a long while, he could not help but ask: “Miss Xie, who are you waiting for?”

Lin Zhaojun subconsciously said, “I’m waiting for the beauty …”

Hong Xiu was startled, and looked at her puzzledly.

Lin Zhaojun only laughed, and did not explain anything. She suddenly realized that she couldn’t leave him any longer.

But would she really have a future with him? Just thinking about the love between a person and a zombie was really incredible. Unknowingly, a thought suddenly emerged in Lin Zhaojun’s mind. If she had also become a zombie, could it be that she would be able to be with him forever?

Time passed slowly.

Unknowingly, the two of them had been sitting here quietly for more than two hours.

Hong Xiu finally could not hold it in and asked: “Miss Xie, are you still going to wait for your beauty?”

Lin Zhaojun’s thoughts were pulled back to reality after she heard Hong Xiu’s words. She looked ahead and said with a dejected tone of voice, “We won’t wait any longer.”

With that, he stood up and walked into the flower bush.

Ever since she came to this world, Lin Zhaojun rarely dressed up for him.

In other words, every time she put on makeup, it was simple and elegant. However, this time, she put on makeup.

Her enchanting face was covered with a thin layer of powder that smelled of cool mint. There was a faint blush on her cheeks, and a captivating blush on her cheeks. It was like the sunset, bringing with it a mysterious and magnificent journey that one’s heart would yearn for.

The thin lips were bright red like flames, like cinnabar engraved in the heart.

Lin Zhaojun danced amongst the flowers, her red skirt fluttering in the wind.

Hong Xiu was dumbstruck by her dancing. She had always thought that there were very few people in this world who could surpass her. Of course, Nangong Yu’er could be considered to be one of them.

However, Hong Xiu had never thought that Lin Zhaojun was actually so good at dancing.

Hong Xiu was almost certain that in this dance, she would definitely be able to defeat Nangong Yu’er!

Originally, Hong Xiu did not have much confidence in winning against the Beauty Competition.

Lin Zhaojun was a little depressed when she was dancing.

Actually, Lin Zhaojun purposely dressed up today for the sake of dancing for the Pretty Zombie to see. It was just that Pretty Zombie had disappeared somewhere.

At the same time, on top of a big tree.

The white-bearded old man gnawed on his chicken leg and said to Pretty Zombie: “I knew it, why did you insist on running back? It turns out you want to watch that girl dance! “Haha, that young lady is not bad. She’s a little stiff, and your eyesight is pretty good.”

Pretty Zombie was so happy that he almost fell down from the tree.

The white-bearded old man grabbed him, “Look at your useless appearance, you’ve really shamed me.”

Pretty Zombie was immediately displeased. He widened his green eyes and extended his fangs. Even his nails became longer as he screamed at the old man.

The old man quipped, “Hmph, is it really necessary to do this for a woman?”

However, the old man secretly cursed in his heart. You heartless bastard.

The white-bearded old man couldn’t help but think back to back in the monastery when his senior apprentice-brother pointed at him and scolded him.

Not only did Ye Liyuan this smelly brat not stand on his side, he was laughing so hard that he swayed backwards and forwards.

The old man stared at Pretty Zombie, and could not help but scold: “You heartless brat, if you do not work hard in cultivation, you will be caught sooner or later! At that time, you will no longer be with your little beauty. ”

Pretty Zombie was startled, staring straight at the old man.

When the white-bearded old man saw him like this, he knew that he had taken the bait. Thus, he spouted nonsense, “Once upon a time, there was a zombie that was very lazy. It would sleep in the cave during the day and wander around at night. From time to time, it would go to other people’s shops to steal roast chicken and roast duck. One day, this zombie was discovered by a group of Taoists. Thus, the Taoists wanted to take this zombie. ”

Pretty Zombie scratched his head. Why does the zombie in the old man’s mouth look so similar to him?

Could it be his brother?

Pretty Zombie remembered that Lin Zhaojun had once told him that there were some people that had a good relationship with each other that would have telepathy. For example, Pretty Zombie and her.

The Pretty Zombie thought that it was true, the relationship between him and Lin Zhaojun was obviously very close.

Now that he heard the white-bearded old man say this, he felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity in his heart.

Of course, if the white-bearded old man knew of Pretty Zombie’s thoughts, he might even let out a loud roar.

The old man continued, “At that time, the zombie was roaring at the heavens. It said that if it could escape this ordeal, it would not be lazy anymore. At the time, I thought, it was a ambitious zombie, and it was nice to have it as a pet. Thus, I saved that zombie. However, this zombie was a lazy one. If it can sit down, it definitely won’t stand up! ”

The white-bearded old man sighed, “That fellow is simply too lazy. Ever since it was taken care of by me, it has lived a life without worries. As for me, I am poor. Presently, he even raised a glutton. Then I let it go. I thought that guy was going to make some progress. Who knew that it would only be idle. “Later on, it was taken away by someone. It’s hard to tell if it’s alive or dead.”

When the white-bearded old man told this story, his tone was very arrogant.

Pretty Zombie listened with relish!

The white-bearded old man looked at him angrily, and said resentfully, “I am educating you, not telling you a story! You have to learn to grow. You can’t just hide like this forever. ”

Pretty Zombie was stunned, there was no longer any trace of laughter on his face.

He thought about many things, and most of the time, he wouldn’t be able to openly appear by Lin Zhaojun’s side. Sometimes he could only watch her in the dark. Sometimes, when she was bullied, he could not help her. Furthermore, she had been wholeheartedly searching for the Nine Reincarnation Soul Pill for him while he had been laughing all day.

Pretty Zombie tugged on the old man’s clothes and then jumped down the big tree.

The old man was stunned. “Aren’t you going to watch your little beauty dance?”

Pretty Zombie shook his head and wrote on his palm: I want to go back and cultivate.

The white-bearded old man asked with great interest, “Why do you suddenly want to cultivate?”

The Pretty Zombie stayed silent for a long time before writing: I don’t want to do anything when she needs help.