After the Doomsday Rebirth, My Whole Family is Big Brother

Chapter 737, inherit his throne

"Let's go out first and then talk!"

Song Wenwen touched the rotten flesh on his face that had not yet scabbed, and his eyes dimmed for a moment.

She actually doesn't want to leave here.

However, this is a safe base for humans.

The smell of flesh and blood was everywhere. As his powers and consciousness grew, the bloodthirsty impulse raging in his mind became stronger and stronger.

Sometimes, she is really afraid that she cannot control herself and will attack her relatives.

"Are you worried about your family?"

Bai Xirong saw Song Wenwen's dim eyes at a glance and vaguely guessed something.

"Yes." Song Wenwen glanced at the direction of the door and whispered, "My powers are growing too fast, and my brain waves are also growing rapidly. If I don't leave here quickly, I'm afraid I won't be able to control myself."

The stronger the brain waves, the stronger the desire for flesh and blood.

Song Wenwen's restraint was already very good, but he was still worried that he couldn't bear it.

Song Wenwen didn't tell his family about this matter, but he told Bai Xirong.

Probably because Bai Xirong was the one who led her to evolve from an ordinary zombie, she felt that he was extremely kind.

"Then where are you going? Do you want to go to Zhang Yiming's place?"

Bai Xirong thought that she first met Xiaolan Zombie from Zhang Yiming, and if she went there, she might go there too.

If Xiaolan Zombie goes to other places alone, she may be discovered by other people with powers. She will be much safer if she stays with Zhang Yiming and Fan Tangtang.

Song Wenwen was slightly stunned when he heard Zhang Yiming's name.

Her eyes became a lot duller, and she looked at her gloved fingers quietly, seeming to be thinking about something.

"What's wrong?"

Looking at Song Wenwen who was deep in thought, a thought flashed in Bai Xirong's mind.

Could it be that Wenwen likes classmate Xiao Ming?

Otherwise, he wouldn't have turned into an ordinary zombie and followed Zhang Yiming all the time.

"I dont go.

"

Song Wenwen pursed her thin lips with black blood scabs and shook her head gently.

"Why? You will be safer if you stay together. The people from the Human Alliance are looking for him, but he is very powerful and will not be in too much danger." Bai Xirui said.

Bai Xirong only found out yesterday that Xiao Li from the Human Survivor Alliance was the zombie king. Later, after listening to Leng Yebai's analysis, she felt that it was Zhang Yiming's handiwork.

In this way, the Human Survivors Alliance is unlikely to cause harm to Zhang Yiming.

"I don't think I can unscrew his Tianling Gael or beat him, so I won't go." Song Wenwen said honestly.

"What?"

Bai Xirong was stunned.

Song Wenwen bared his teeth and smiled, "I really can't beat him!"

She is still in the state of being a half-zombie king, and she doesn't have too many emotions in her heart. She still remembers the memories of liking Zhang Yiming in the past, but she can't quite feel the emotions yet.

Like an ordinary zombie, she still had the instinctive reflexes of her muscles and followed Zhang Yiming.

Now she clearly knows that she likes Zhang Yiming, but she will never be as obsessed as the human being.

She still likes Zhang Yiming, but Zhang Yiming's brainwaves are so powerful that her likes are crushed, and her instinct of fear is stronger than her likes.

What's more, the instinct of zombie evolution made her extremely eager to improve her power and quickly become the zombie king.

The faster way to evolve is to absorb the crystal core. There is no doubt that the higher the level of the crystal core, the more powerful it can be.

The crystal core in Zhang Yiming's mind is definitely the best choice.

However, Song Wenwen was not stupid and knew that he could not beat him.

"Didn't your previous relationship with Zhang Yiming still work?"

Bai Xirong scratched her head.

I completely don’t understand why Little Blue Zombie was so clingy to Zhang Yiming when he was an ordinary zombie, and now he has the idea of ​​unscrewing Zhang Yiming’s Heavenly Spirit Cap.

"Ang, I liked him when I was a human being. I liked him very much. Now that I'm no longer a human being, I should still like him, but now I prefer to improve my strength. I also want to screw the Zombie Emperor's Tianling Gaier. His Tianling Gaier will definitely It’s very mellow and can quickly improve your strength!”

Song Wenwen touched his face calmly. Improving his strength meant becoming beautiful.

Compared with pretty faces, men are just scum.

Bai Xirong:......

Stop being a human being.

This sounds ambiguous.

But there is nothing wrong with what Little Blue Zombie said. She is indeed no longer a human being.

"You zombies should love each other and don't screw around when you meet. This is not good."

When Bai Xirong spoke, the corners of her mouth twitched.

He never imagined that one day he would be a lobbyist for zombies, so that they can coexist peacefully.

"That's right, little Ramu. Please tell me again when you see Zhang Yiming. Don't let him twist my Tianling Gael by then. When I become stronger and can beat him, you don't have to brainwash him. !”

Song Wenwen patted Bai Xirong on the shoulder and nodded seriously at her.

She couldn't defeat Zhang Yiming and couldn't swallow his crystal core.

But Zhang Yiming was able to beat her and unscrew her Tianling Gael.

So what Bai Xirong said is right, zombies must love each other!

"this……"

Bai Xirong felt that she couldn't accept this.

Song Wenwen touched his face happily.

If I could unscrew the Tianling Cap of the boy I have been chasing for a long time, it would be... very cool!

...However, so far it’s all just fun.

Huang's brain waves were so powerful that Song Wenwen had no doubt that she would definitely kneel on the ground when she saw him.

Song Wenwen was not in a beautiful mood when she thought that she would be so cowardly.

Even if you beat him to death, you won’t even show up in front of Zhang Yiming, you will lose face as a zombie!

"Why do I feel like you've changed so much?"

Bai Xirong looked at Song Wenwen, who had rotten flesh on his face, but had a rich expression and spoke in a nondescript manner, and suspected that the Song Wenwen in front of him was not a little blue zombie.

Song Wenwen among the Song family is a very cold goddess.

The little blue zombie she saw was a very cute little blue.

And the half-zombie Song Wenwen in front of him seemed to be a little... middle-class?

"What? Is it a big change?" Song Wenwen patted his head and added to himself, "I think it's nothing? Could it be that he was poisoned by the zombie virus?"

Bai Xirong:......

may be!

"So you really aren't going to go to Zhang Yiming's place?" Bai Xiling asked.

"I won't go. I have to kneel down if I go. My knees hurt."

Song Wenwen waved his hand.

"...Then where are you going?" Bai Xirong asked again.

"Just stay nearby and wait until Zhang Yiming dies before coming out!" After Song Wenwen finished speaking, he nodded to himself.

this is a good idea.

If he met Zhang Yiming, he would become the subordinate of the man he had never caught up with before, which would be a shame.

It's better to hide secretly and grow in obscene ways.

Bai Xirong: "...I think Xiao Ming will not fail."

"Then I will hide it for the rest of my life."

Song Wenwen took the risk.

If you can't beat him, you can only hide.

You can’t throw zombies at Zhang Yiming’s place!

"All right!"

Seeing Song Wenwen's determined look, Bai Xirong didn't know how to persuade him.

I was really afraid that they would start fighting as soon as they met.

"Ahem, I heard that Zhang Yiming is going to be plotted by the Human Survivors Alliance?"

Song Wenwen pulled Bai Xirong's hand, his eyes shining brightly.

Before she fully awakened, she had a memory of Bai Xirong using her brain waves to talk to Zhang Yiming.

So she remembered this.

"Well, this problem can be solved." Bai Xirong thought of the zombie king Xiao Li.

"That's it!" Song Wenwen blinked and made an innocent grimace on his rotten face, "If Zhang Yiming dies, tell me."

"What are you doing?" Bai Xilan's face twitched.

Is this the little blue zombie?

"If he dies, I can inherit his throne!"

Song Wenwen bared his teeth and smiled, a black scab fell off his face, revealing a little bit of fair skin.

Bai Xirong:......

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