The agile-type zombie used all four limbs to bolt out like lightning from the other side of the bed, targeting Lin Li's lower body, its barbed long tongue shooting out straight for his ankles.
"Tweet-tweet, huh, weren't you tweeting? I'm really one of your own, tweet-tweet!!"
"I won't eat, I won't eat! You eat! Can I leave now?"
Lin Li was subjected to cold violence.
And seemingly about to face hot violence.
Looks like it's a mutated species, not affected by the pressure of not eating its own title, it doesn't see me as a companion, at least it's a level three thousand.
"Sigh... Seems like I can't avoid a fight." A sigh escaped Lin Li's mouth.
"Give respect, but you don't want it, you're bad!"
"Roar—!!!" The bone-spur zombie's massive claw was already at his head.
Might as well test the power boost from the liquid metal.
