After struggling in the apocalypse for more than ten years, Wen Ye finally became an S-class psychic. Just when he imagined that he would reach the pinnacle of life and have thousands of properties, the zombies also evolved.
Wen Ye looked at the zombie king in front of him who was as strong as a hill and couldn't help but swallowed his saliva. "This is a joke, right?"
However, Wen Ye still had too good thoughts. This was of course not a joke. Wen Ye could only wish to raise his middle finger to the dog god and curse twice, and then he had to turn his head and continue to do it.
"I don't know what happened to the Zombie King." This was Wen Ye's only thought after he blew himself up. He couldn't die in vain.
"Your Excellency Wen Ye, Your Excellency Wen Ye, please wake up." Yunxing looked at the male insect in front of him anxiously. Who can tell him why he met a male insect just during his normal patrol? Shouldn't they stay at home safely?
When Wen Ye woke up, his consciousness was still very vague. He looked at Yun Xing's face and was stunned. He subconsciously said, "Handsome, do you have a boyfriend? Do you want to be my wife?"
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Super sweet, very delicate emotions, super beautiful
Super sweet, very delicate emotions, super beautiful