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Chapter 594 Doomsday: The Queen of Zombies (Part 7)

Because I happened to meet you, my black and white world began to be dyed and became beautiful.

——Qin and Song dynasties.

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=====Other Qin and Song======

Those zombies were written by "Qin Yumo".

This is not a guess.

Qin Song could feel that those monsters that were deeply feared and disliked by humans were also afraid of him.

It is a kind of fear and awe from the soul to the body, born with it.

Qin Song saw them-

Surrender!

Every race cannot avoid the four words "the strong prey on the weak".

Even though this huge group of monsters has no thoughts and no memories, they still surrender to the strong, and everything follows only instinct.

Just like two thousand years ago, the six kingdoms were annexed by Qin, and the beautiful mountains and beautiful worlds were all crawling at the feet of the person he once called his father, trembling!

Qin Song curled up the bright red corners of his lips, and the sarcastic curve.

If some people know, they will definitely say that the bloodline of the First Emperor flowing from the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period is different. Even if he becomes a monster, he can still be called the emperor!

And only he knew that this was just a game where the woman had planned for a long time and regarded human life as an ant.

But what does this have to do with him?

He is no longer a human being. Whether human beings are destroyed or alive, they have nothing to do with him. After he knew that Fang Qinglin would not be obscured by "Qin Yumo"'s involvement in the world and history was obscured.

Perhaps influenced by the demon

Monsters created by the demon, beautiful boy who was once innocent and carefree, Qin prince who once had good intentions for this world

Now, finally-

Folding wings!

Degenerate into a demon!

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In the legend of Nuwa creating humans, there are people who are carefully fabricated bit by bit with mud, and people who are spilled out of vines with mud.

Perhaps it is precisely because he is the former and the latter surrenders to him.

The only difference is that "Qin Yumo" is not Creating the World Nuwa.

What she created was just a group of people and blood-drinking monsters.

The shoddy zombies can only mechanically rely on the instinct of beasts to tear the human body and chew their flesh and blood.

In fact, in the face of the temptation of blood, Qin Song did not lack desire, but just thought it was dirty.

The reason why all priests are different from wild animals is that they are wise, shameless, and polite.

Even if he has human memory, even if he becomes a monster, the pride and honor of being a prince of Qin will not allow him to become an irrational and dominated by desire.

However, not swallowing blood is like humans not eating, even the most powerful monster will be weakened.

Occasionally, he also needs a little blood.

What's more, this time he slept in the coffin under the water for a hundred years, and had not eaten for a hundred years. Although he would not die, his body had long become extremely weak.

To be precise, hunger.

It's time to forage

Qin Song licked his bright and thin lips, pulled a rebellious smile that was completely inconsistent with his well-behaved appearance, and thought with a deep smile.

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Qin and Song were picky about food.

Even if you are hungry.

His food is human blood.

It must be fresh, sweet and delicious, just like the delicacies that were carefully prepared in the bronze cauldron many years ago.

If not, he would rather be hungry.

Qin Song would not even look at the vulgar and inferior blood.

Because of his pickiness, he became weaker and weaker.

Until that day

What humans call "car" hit the ground.

A brief vertigo removal.

Someone was approaching him.

He clearly smelled the smell of food in the air.

Very delicious, very hungry, very much
Chapter completed!
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