"You, who are you?" If others didn't say it, it didn't mean Ouyang Xuan didn't.
He struggled to sit up from the ground, glanced suspiciously at the motionless zombies around him, feeling horrified.
Shen Zuo smiled contemptuously. Seeing the appearance on Ouyang Xuan's face, he knew that he was scratched by the zombies he raised. He patted Su Kui's head with a big palm, and Yun Danfeng said softly: "She man—"
Su Kui glanced at him coldly, without speaking.
The eyes of Ouyang Xuan and everyone instantly gathered on Su Kui, seeing her petite body being held in the man's arms, only reaching his chest, and the expression of disgust on her face looked more like anger.
She did not refuse, or even showed her unwillingness. Is that acquiescence
A thought arose in Ouyang Xuan's heart, and he blurted out, "You are not Su Youmao, who are you?!"
Of course she is not Su Youmao, she is Su Kui, the god of death who came to take his life!
"Gluck..."
Su Kui tilted her head cutely, and the tip of her nose brushed against Shen Zuo's chest. The refreshing smell with the fragrance of medicine made her take a deep breath, causing Shen Zui to sullenly laugh, and there was a little vibration in her chest.
"Of course I am not Su Youmao, then guess who am I?"
The scene before me was too weird.
Under the cloudy night, there were countless zombies with stiff bodies and rotten and ugly appearances. The few remaining survivors turned pale and looked at the two people who were close as one, and were afraid to speak.
Ouyang Xuan only felt that the wound on his face seemed to be painful again, and even the nerves in his face made his face twitch, "The original Su Youcat, why do you look exactly like her?!!!"
He had long suspected, but there was no evidence.
This girl who looks the same as Su Youmao but has a very different personality.
From the first day she came to the door, it seemed that they had been frustrated again and again. This person was different from Su Youmao's grievances, hard work. She was sharp, stinging, and occasionally a flash of cruelty in her eyes made people frightening.
Shen Wei was amused by Ouyang Xuan's words, and looked down at Su Kui, waiting for her answer.
Su Kui broke free from Shen Zuo’s embrace, walked to Ouyang Xuan, squatted down, raised her hand to caress Ouyang Xuan’s wound in Shen Zuo’s cold face, "My dear, I am Su Youmao, not Su Youmao. Cat, explain it this way, can you understand?"
The tone was light and terrifying, and a little bit of exhalation was sprayed on Ouyang Xuan's face, but a coolness rose from his back.
"You, what do you mean...?"
"I mean—" The gentle stroke suddenly changed to force, and his fingertips slammed into his wound, causing Ouyang Xuan to let out a miserable cry, and fell to the ground with a painful cry, covering his face.
"Haha," Su Kui narrowed his eyes and smiled like a flower, and carelessly wiped the blood remaining on Ouyang Xuan's clothes with his fingertips. "Did it hurt? I was in pain at the beginning. Why didn't you think so, Qin Weilan Insult me, you, Ouyang Xuan take advantage of me! Do I owe you anything? Why do you always look like the whole world around you?"
"you you… "
Ouyang Xuan's left face was already covered with black blood, and Shen Wang moved his fingers, and suddenly wanted to kill the man who contaminated his kitten—
Seeing that he was so painful that he could not speak, the movement of his body could not help but reveal his inner panic. This man had been driven mad by repeated blows. Even if he did not die, he would never reach his original height in the future.