CH 137

TL: Moonlit

Wen Qingling appeared by his side.

Xiao Hen ignored him, turned his body away, and continued to cut the overgrown weeds.

Wen Qingling: “My ‘True King’ position has been challenged.”

Xiao Hen continued to ignore him, acting like an emotionless lawnmower.

Wen Qingling walked behind him, craning his neck to observe Xiao Hen’s expression. “You look even more handsome after the mutation.”

Xiao Hen’s movement of cutting the grass paused for a moment. He struggled to suppress the slight upward curve of his lips and continued cutting the grass coldly.

Wen Qingling sighed. “Indeed, you’re my companion ‘Sub-King.’ Your genes are powerful, and just look at that angry and handsome face.”

Xiao Hen: “…”

Xiao Hen disappeared from his indifferent state and reappeared on another section of the city wall, continuing to cut the grass.

Wen Qingling followed him. “What did these weeds do to offend you that you’re cutting them like this?”

Xiao Hen paused, stood up, and walked along the wall, sparing the weeds.

With his complete control over spatial abilities, he didn’t need to walk anymore. He did this just so Wen Qingling could keep up with him.

Wen Qingling quickly caught up with him.

He didn’t understand. “What’s wrong?”

Xiao Hen spoke coldly, “Figure it out yourself.”

Wen Qingling thought for a moment and said seriously, “Are you angry that the human bloodline is being washed away?”

Xiao Hen: “…”

Xiao Hen was infuriated and continued walking ahead.

Wen Qingling was surprised. “You’re not worried about the Level 8 evolved corpse poison being washed away, right? Well, if you really can’t bear it, I can put it back for you.”

That’s a lie.

Wen Qingling observed Xiao Hen’s reaction. He admitted that there would definitely be a fight today.

Xiao Hen took a deep breath, stopped, and turned around, looking expressionlessly at him. “It isn’t because of these things that I’m angry.”

Wen Qingling blinked. “Then why?”

Xiao Hen was annoyed to the point of a headache and gritted his teeth. “You’re erasing my feelings for you. Saying ‘don’t want’ and ‘wash it away’ just like that! I’m afraid and worried, not about the human bloodline or the Level 8 evolved zombie virus, but about emotions! Emotions are unique to humans! I don’t want to lose the ability to like you, even if the human bloodline makes me weaker, I still don’t want to lose it. I’m afraid of becoming a cold, emotionless zombie, of losing myself after turning into a zombie, living only by instincts. But most of all, I’m afraid I won’t like you anymore. I’m very scared and panicked, but you can’t receive any of my emotions. You just do what you think is right.”

Wen Qingling understood but didn’t quite understand. “If it’s liking, how could it be washed away?”

Xiao Hen’s expression darkened, and he looked deeply into her eyes. “If I become a zombie, do you think I’ll still have emotions? Will I still understand what it means to like? I might forget you, forget liking you. Our relationship will become instinctive, without emotions, without liking.”

Wen Qingling stared into his eyes. “Do you still like me now?”

Xiao Hen wanted to stubbornly say that he didn’t like him anymore, but looking at his face so close to him, he couldn’t bring himself to say those three words.

Wen Qingling understood his emotions and felt inexplicably delighted.

Xiao Hen was stunned. He seemed to sense Wen Qingling’s delight, a strange feeling as if they could truly “understand each other’s hearts” and feel each other’s emotions.

Wen Qingling said, “Zombies themselves are humans. I release the restrictions and let them grow freely. Many of them unconsciously become true humans, possessing what humans possess. It’s the same for you. The emotions you want to retain won’t disappear unless your liking is fake.”

Xiao Hen’s eyes grew darker, and he locked his gaze on the person in front of him. “Do you think it’s real or fake?”

A glimmer appeared in Wen Qingling’s silent eyes. “If I say it’s fake, will you continue cutting these weeds?”

Xiao Hen’s eyes showed a hint of a smile. “Maybe I’ll do more than just cut these weeds…”

He reached out and gently touched Wen Qingling’s fair cheek, whispering softly, “Maybe I’ll ‘cut’ you too.”

The two of them were in close proximity, their breaths entangled. Wen Qingling didn’t avoid it, and Xiao Hen silently understood that the little zombie agreed to his kiss.

Their lips met, quickly parting, the soft and warm sensation sending indescribable tremors through both of them.

Xiao Hen’s eyes were as deep and dark as the sea, containing a terrifying desire that had been compressed and accumulated. He gazed into the depths of the little zombie’s eyes, which held a bewildered expression, as if still not fully awakened from the previous tremor. He seemed to not quite understand this feeling, but he felt comfortable.

The little zombie suddenly embraced Xiao Hen by the back of his neck, pulling him closer. From being passive, he became active, and their lips collided fiercely. Their teeth grazed each other, causing a stinging pain and the scent of blood, further arousing their impulses and primal instincts. The little zombie was like a wild beast, biting and gnawing at Xiao Hen’s lips. Both their lips were stained with blood, a scene of blurred flesh and blood.

Xiao Hen wanted to be more gentle, to take things slowly. He didn’t want to scare away the rare initiative from the little zombie. However, his savagery and urgency caused his long-restrained desires to explode, becoming uncontrollable.

Intense and fervent love was conveyed to the little zombie, who felt fireworks exploding in his mind. He became weak, his voice was low as if it carried hooks. Xiao Hen’s long-suppressed emotions and desires erupted completely at this moment, shattering all reason.

He embraced the person tightly in his arms, his breath in disarray. “If you don’t want to, you can push me away…”

The little zombie had the power to do so. If he didn’t want it, he could easily reject all of Xiao Hen’s advances.

Xiao Hen held the small, soft body against him, his figure flickering as they left the city wall, appearing in his commander’s mansion.

The little zombie still clung to his neck, evidently unsatisfied with the current situation. Xiao Hen’s temples throbbed with veins, and he forcefully suppressed the passionate kiss once again. Entangled together, they made their way to the bedroom…

Their hearts were connected, whatever Xiao Hen could feel, Wen Qingling could feel as well. One was the “True King,” and the other was the “Sub-King,” an evolved pair. From then on, no one in the world could be more intimate than them.

They were each other’s one and only.

Whatever Wen Qingling lacked, Xiao Hen could provide for him.

Their minds and emotions intertwined, sharing the same experiences.

In the sky above Yunjing City, two dark figures swiftly flew by.

Within the viscous black liquid, a pale man slowly opened his eyes, his face filled with malice.

As the second dark figure passed overhead, the pale man waved his hand, and the reconnaissance aircraft in the sky seemed to be ensnared by an invisible net, unable to move. Its engine stopped, and it plummeted straight down, crashing into the ground.

The pilot quickly reported the situation, “Calling command, calling command, engine failure, reconnaissance aircraft is crashing, parachute countdown…”

The reconnaissance aircraft fell from the sky, crashing onto the ground and igniting two consecutive bursts of flames.

Two black dots descended unsteadily in the air within Yunjing City.

The pale man stood up from the viscous liquid, and all the black liquid connected to his body broke apart, reluctantly falling back into the black pool.

The man took step by step towards the shore. His face was pale, his expression gloomy, as he walked into the distance.

Countless zombies followed in his wake.

The “General” and the “Turret,” who had been guarding by the pool, followed closely behind. The one-armed baby that had been trying to taste the black liquid murmured, looking at the receding figure and the now calm black liquid. It swallowed its saliva and mumbled, “So much energy, I’ll just have a little taste, just one bite, I promise not to eat much…”

Then, it plunged its head into the viscous liquid.

The calm black liquid instantly boiled, and the black liquid, like live fish, crazily leaped towards the one-armed baby, biting into its flesh and burrowing into its skin…

The small body of the one-armed baby was about to burst, emitting a painful scream.

The departing man reached out his hand, and with a grab, he lifted the struggling one-armed baby out of the black liquid. He slammed it on the ground, and the chaotic energy that had burrowed into its body continued to rampage. The one-armed baby writhed in pain on the ground, with each roll causing one of the tentacles on its head to fall off, while its small body grew taller.

Before the black energy could tear apart the one-armed baby, it was absorbed and digested by the baby. Its missing arm grew back, its body elongated, and the tentacles on its head, as well as its mouth plate, disappeared, replaced by thick, silky black hair.

The one-armed baby transformed into a slender and fair-skinned beautiful youth. He had a pair of crimson eyes and a delicate appearance.

The youth climbed up from the ground, looking at his new body and the newly grown arm with great joy. With his crimson eyes, he looked at the pale man.

The man extended his hand, and the young boy bounced over, holding the man’s hand and following him forward.

Wen Qingling suddenly opened his eyes.

Xiao Hen tightened his grip around his waist, holding him in his arms and gently patting him twice. “Rest a little longer.”

Wen Qingling turned his head to look at Xiao Hen. “I sense the presence of the wild Kui Bao.”

Xiao Hen opened his eyes, his gaze clear. Apparently, neither of them had slept, nor did they need to sleep. “The one that Fang Zhen took away?”

Wen Qingling nodded.

Xiao Hen sat up. “Where is it?”

Wen Qingling also wanted to sit up, but his waist still felt sore and weak, not fully recovered.

Xiao Hen reached out and lifted him up, letting him sit against himself. Without needing Wen Qingling to speak, Xiao Hen had already sensed his faint worry. “Shall we go and bring it back?”

Wen Qingling leaned against Xiao Hen, his fingers not being honest as they roamed over Xiao Hen’s chest, feeling his smooth skin and strong muscles. It felt good in his hands.

Xiao Hen caught hold of that mischievous hand, and Wen Qingling looked up at him. “Not allowed to touch?”

Xiao Hen’s gaze deepened. “Unless you want to stay in bed for a few more days.”

Wen Qingling contemplated the feasibility of another battle, recalling the near-death pleasure, the tremors, and suffocation at its peak. Even now, he still felt tingling sensations on his scalp and his whole body felt weak to the point of soaring…

Wen Qingling glanced at Xiao Hen, feeling somewhat guilty. How could this be described as comfortable? He had been repeatedly teetering between life and death these past few days, almost dying in bed.

While Wen Qingling was still trembling with fear, every nerve in his body was awakened by the memories of the tremors. His fingers and toes couldn’t help but curl. It was too exciting, making him both eager and a little scared.

To think that he, Wen Qingling, couldn’t die even when torn to pieces and crushed, but almost died in bed. If this were to spread, it would be very unbecoming of a leader.

Wen Qingling sat up straight, speaking earnestly, “The important thing is to focus on the task at hand. We’ll fight again later.”

The City Lord, Wen Qingling, made a determined decision. Next time, he would definitely not be so lacking in spirit. He would make sure Xiao Hen also experienced the tremors of the soul dancing on sensitive nerves!

Xiao Hen saw through his bluff and chuckled softly. “Alright.”

Feeling annoyed by his laughter, Wen Qingling gave him a kick, but he held back his strength, avoiding any injuries to muscles and bones.

Xiao Hen smiled and held his fair and delicate ankle. “So, where is that evolving blood anemone?”

Wen Qingling’s gaze darkened. “Yunjing City.”

Xiao Hen: “…”

Why did it have to be Yunjing City? It was a super hornet’s nest that would explode if poked.

Wen Qingling gritted his teeth. “Even if he becomes the king, we have two potential kings here. Why don’t we go and crush his dog head?”

Xiao Hen: “…”

Xiao Hen’s worst fear had come true.

When your wife is always looking for trouble, stay strong Xiao Hen HAHAHAHHAHAHHAHHA XD