Adorable Attack: Zombie Journey in the Last Days

Wang Wenhuan, who obviously hadn't seen his compatriots for a long time, dismissed the four trembling lower-level vampires. They thought in their hearts that they were still 17 years away from becoming a Duke, so how could Wang Wenhuan not guess.

The inside of the vampire is not monolithic either. Wang Wenhuan knew a little bit about Kalia just now, but he sucked a few mouthfuls of this Moze's blood, and now he is struggling on the verge of life and death.But he also called them to unravel the two culprits, which would inevitably make their dull brains think of some dirty things about fighting for power and profit.

But so what?The joy of meeting an old friend in a foreign land, even a vampire would like the tacit feeling of "drinking a bosom friend for a thousand cups is less, and talking is not speculative".As for other western vampire suspicions?Wang Wenhuan just didn't care. To him, these two teenagers were already treated by Wang Wenhuan as friends.

Of course, this is also the purest communication between Wang Wenhuan and human beings.

After all, no one wants to make themselves miserable in order to satisfy their appetite for a while. Kalia's tragic scene has long been spread among every noble vampire.

Laughing for some reason, Wang Wenhuan poured a glass of light wine for Mo Ze and Chen Simeng each, and said in a loud voice: "The two young friends have a lot of knowledge, Brother Wang is very happy today. I wanted to keep the two as my followers, but I must You won't agree, will you?"

Being treated with courtesy, Mo Ze naturally couldn't neglect, not to mention that this vampire was almost as old as his ancestor's ancestor's ancestor.Ignoring Yuan's anger, Moze respectfully raised his wine glass and replied, "Sir, you are right. Indeed, we do have something to hide, but it has nothing to do with you, sir." Such a gentle and gentle vampire, even the blood-sucking kind is very important to them. The natural behavior must be carried out quietly without the target's knowledge, and it should be impossible to do such a thing as a reign of terror.

What's more, he also invited himself to drink, and the taste of this wine was particularly unexpected.

After clinking glasses with Wang Wenhuan, Mo Ze drank the clear and spicy liquid in the glass in one gulp, and exclaimed: "Good wine!"

Seeing Wang Wenhuan's complacent look on the opposite side, Mo Ze tentatively asked, "Sir, did you brew it yourself?"

"Haha, this is the peach blossom wine that Li Bai praised so much that year! It seems that you are also a person who knows how to drink." Taking off the sword from his waist, Wang Wenhuan said with a smile: "The sword is given to a beautiful woman, and only a gentleman can wear a sword. Wang's sword is given to you as a gift, and it is also a testimony of our fate."

Seeing that Moze seemed to want to refuse, Wang Wenhuan's smile faded a bit, and he handed it forward with a little warning: "The place you are going to is extremely vicious, those people have long been no longer human, and the vampires there..."

With a cold snort, Wang Wenhuan, who was clearly facing Mo Ze, seemed to be questioning another person, and the sword in his hand was forced into Mo Ze's hand without rejection.

"The duke's 'smart plan' even forced the next queen away, and made the Blood Ranch a mess! If something goes wrong, just draw your sword. I, Wang, have enough face."

"Hi..." A loud wine belch shattered the slightly serious atmosphere, Chen Simeng blushed, and on the table were two altars of peach blossom wine that had already bottomed out.The red porcelain wine jug was dumped casually, Chen Simeng blinked his eyes in a state of unhappiness, and floated on Mo Ze's shoulder.

"You...why... hiccup! You want to be so nice to us?" Chen Simeng's eyes blurred, he didn't expect this peach blossom wine to be so different from the wine he drank before, and even the detoxification function of the prototype body couldn't be unlocked in time Alcoholic.

"Hahahaha! Friends are easy to find, bosom friends are hard to find! In this underground world, I don't even have many friends!" Suddenly laughing wildly, Wang Wenhuan suddenly pulled out the sword in Mo Ze's hand, and drew it in the air. The bright sword shadow, Mo Ze couldn't help thinking that the poem described by countless martial arts swordsmen was also from Li Bai.

"Kill one person in ten steps, and leave nowhere for a thousand miles. Go away and hide your name and name."

The movement was so fast that even Mo Ze put the sword back into its sheath without seeing it clearly, and the metal trembled happily. Mo Ze looked at the sad Wang Wenhuan in surprise, and asked tentatively: "Sir? Are you okay?"

"It's okay! I just hope that when the time comes, Wang and I will have someone to accompany us to get drunk!" Looking at the empty wine jar on the stone table, Wang Wenhuan, who seems to have returned to that chic time, pulled out a roll from his sleeve. In the yellowed scroll, neat and unrestrained regular script can be vaguely seen, writing Li Bai's poems that almost every Chinese child can recite a few lines.

Coupled with the nostalgia in Wang Wenhuan's eyes when Wang Wenhuan said that it was the peach blossom wine he drank with Li Bai, Mo Ze has already guessed the general idea.

This poor vampire probably doesn't know that he has different emotions for that human poet who is extremely low in the eyes of all vampires.

The two vampires behind saw that Wang Hou didn't intend to keep Mo Ze and Chen Simeng any longer, they just kept flipping through the tome that was older than many newborn vampires, and clearly restrained Mo Ze and Chen Simeng again in their hearts.Only this time, their actions were much more friendly.

If it was the tension of the police escorting the prisoner just now, it has now become a bondage game between strangers, full of temptation and curiosity.

Curious about what these two strange human beings said to make a nobleman who usually behaves crazy show impeccable hospitality.

Mo Ze, who was walking almost entirely on his own, lifted the simple and simple sword hanging diagonally across his waist with a dagger, and couldn't help laughing.

It seems that no matter where you go, this kind of thing is related...

Chen Simeng was lying on his shoulder in a dazed state, and the pitiful appearance of being almost taken away by him made Mo Ze reach out his hand through his knee, and hugged Chen Simeng who was half a head shorter than him.

As the party involved, Chen Simeng was still stupidly unclear about what happened, and nervously climbed onto Mo Ze's neck.Looking around, it looks like a poor stray kitten in a rainy day who has finally found its owner but is worried about being abandoned.

"Hey, I'm here, huh? What are you drinking so much for?" Some wanted to laugh and grabbed Chen Simeng's hat with their tentacles, covering his eyes lightly, and heard Chen Simeng mutter unwillingly.

"It's not the master, you said that...it's delicious, I don't know how to drink it, it's so spicy!"

Scratching Chen Simeng's nose with his knuckles, Mo Ze put Chen Simeng on the ground.

"Spicy, you still drink two jars, are you sober?"

His complexion returned to normal, and Chen Simeng, who finally did not talk too much, seemed to have completely forgotten what happened just now. He looked at the dark door in front of him in surprise, and unconsciously blocked Mo Ze with his sideways, showing his sharp claws. .

This place should be the farm, the blood ranch mentioned by the vampire, or the prison he thought.

However, there is obviously more than just a prison here.Moze smelled blood that was obviously unnaturally thick, and mixed with it, was the taste of lust.

Frowning, Moze suddenly had the mentality of resistance to the dark entrance in front of him.

The vampire behind him seemed to have sensed Moze's resistance, and took out his weapon without hesitation. He looked arrogantly with long knives and short swords, but looked at Moze nervously and fearfully.You know, the former nobleman Anse Alcaria suffered a lot because of this human being. As ordinary vampires, of course they don't want to fight Moze.

Fortunately, Mo Ze didn't show too much dissatisfaction, just sighed, patted Chen Simeng's head as if to comfort him, and pulled him who was still nervous.

"Don't be afraid, our purpose is to come here to do things, if there is a happy atmosphere, I have no reason to incite them.

Obediently walked into a narrow room with only faint green light, the strange light made Moze look at the expressionless guard at the door strangely, and asked, "What are we doing here?"

"Domestic animals are not qualified to ask, please be quiet!" Glancing at Mo Ze coldly, the guard bared his fangs as if threatening, but he did not expect that Chen Simeng, who was still a little confused because of the residual alcohol, also opened his mouth wide, with sharp canine teeth, Not much shorter than the guard's.

However, even if the guards didn't intend to tell Moze, they could tell their purpose from the things in the hands of the two vampires who walked in afterwards.

This should be the room for body search and changing of prison clothes, but looking at the scarlet spots on the ground, it seems that the purpose of the room is more than that.

After receiving the unexpectedly fine white robe and pitch-black shorts, Moze put the shorts on his body with all his strength, then put on the white robe casually, and waited for the three vampires in the room with a relaxed expression.

"Disarm, you can't wear clothes inside." He looked at Mo Ze and Chen Simeng coldly, with a hint of longing in his disdain.It reminded Moze of the image of a stingy housewife in the vegetable market who was obviously dissatisfied with the freshness of the leaves but still tried to find fresh vegetables from a pile of rotten leaves.

They disdain creatures like humans, but they can't do without the scarlet sweet liquid in humans, what a contradiction.

Casually absorbing the hood and the second half of his trousers, Moze raised the incomplete clothes in his hands mockingly, and stuffed them into the collar of the white robe.

To be honest, a vampire is a good burden of nobility. Even the fabric of the prison uniform is not so good that ordinary people in the human world can afford to wear it.

The soft and comfortable hooded robes are like high-end silk and velvet pajamas, knee-length, neither too hot nor cool the wearer in the cold underground environment.

If you forget that it is a prison uniform obtained by sacrificing freedom, it is not impossible to wear it as daily clothes.

Chen Simeng put on his clothes very awkwardly at first. If it wasn't for Moze, he would never want to do such troublesome things as the test of the first civilization and the second civilization.

But after putting it on, the soft and supple touch also made Chen Simeng look up at Mo Ze in disbelief, and threw himself on Mo Ze happily.

The sword and dagger hanging around his waist clanged, which made the vampire standing at the door approach Moze very unhappily. Just as he was about to grab it, he saw the simple but imposing long sword.

The weapon, which was different from the western style, froze the palm that was outstretched in mid-air.In the entire underground world, there are no more than three people who possess this kind of weapon, two of them left the ground because of nostalgia, and the only one left is a half-crazy Marquis.

But even if he doesn't look like a normal vampire, his identity is still a serious marquis, and the human who is carrying his personal weapon...

He withdrew his palm in fear, the hidden meaning of which is clear to every jailer, if a low-level vampire touches a human being that the nobles like, the result will be self-evidently terrifying, not to mention that this sword is still the same The close-fitting weapon that the Marquis always wears on his body.

There has never been a nobleman who was willing to put his weapon on a humble human being before.

And in the yard belonging to Wang Wenhuan, the owner of the house who had been crazy just now was facing the bloody moon phantom above his head, holding up a wine glass that was almost overflowing.

"Raise a glass to invite the bright moon, and the shadows form three people. Brother Bai, thanks to your poems, I think I can enjoy a good show, then, cheers!"

When the rim of the cup was turned over, the mellow wine stained the ground in the courtyard, and in Wang Wenhuan's eyes, two crystal drops also overflowed.