Why is it called stealing clothes? Duanmu didn't want to bring Na Luo back, but Na Luo refused to follow. In the end, Na Luo simply didn't say anything and just followed Duanmu. No matter how fast Duanmu flew, he couldn't get rid of Na Luo. There was no way, Duanmu couldn't.

He was always walking around outside. Seeing the tattered clothes on Na Luo would definitely make people think he was a zombie, so he had to tell Na Luo to find a place to steal some clothes to change into.

But when that damn Nalou was stealing clothes, he actually loudly asked Duanmu which one would look good on him. Duanmu jumped up and made a big fuss. Don’t you know that what we are doing now is not appropriate to make a loud noise?

"This girl is so cute. Hello, my name is Na Luo. Are you his sister?" Na Luo unexpectedly asked Ya'er in a gentlemanly manner when she spoke, matching his unparalleled scholar's face.

I don’t know how many ignorant girls have been charmed by his face, and Naluo’s speech now is not like it was at the beginning. He hesitated and couldn’t pronounce words clearly. Now he can’t speak like a normal person, and his voice is so magnetic that he has to call Duanmu.

I admire Naro's ability to recover.

"None of your business!" Ya'er replied in a very unlovable manner.

"Uh..." Na Luo had a look of gray on his face and shut up knowingly.

Duanmu asked Ya'er through Honghu if there was any news about the land to the east.

"Yes, they have prepared the things we need. They also packed their things and prepared to lead the tribe to the Jiaofeng tribe's territory. However, they became a little hesitant after hearing that you had beaten away the zombies." Ya'er told Duanmu.

Duanmu looked at Ya'er in confusion and pointed at the bored Na Luo beside him, meaning he was telling him to fight away the zombies.

"What I'm saying is, if you run after a zombie, of course you're beating him away. If he runs, you chase him. This is called taking advantage of the victory. If he runs and you don't chase him, it's called a poor bandit not to chase him. If you run and he chases you, it's called luring the tiger away from the mountain. If you run

If he doesn't chase you, it means he doesn't chase you either." Ya'er explained one by one, meaning that no matter who of you chases whom, Ya'er will keep your glorious side for you.

Duanmu looked at the unlucky Na Luo speechlessly. Na Luo also understood the meaning of Ya'er's words and looked at Ya'er with a smile.

"What would it be called if I beat him to death on the spot?" Na Luo asked, pointing to Duanmu.

Ya'er touched the swan, then raised her face and thought for a while.

"Do you think this is possible?" Ya'er said, staring at Na Luo with unkind eyes.

"Haha, I'm just asking, but actually I think it's impossible." Naluo didn't look at the swan in Ya'er's arms, but glanced at the civet on Duanmu's shoulder with the corner of his eye.

Na Luo has noticed the civet cat for a long time. Although Na Luo is frustrated now, he should have been a powerful figure thousands of years ago. How could he not see how advanced the cultivation of this ordinary-looking little black cat on Duanmu's shoulder is?

He must pay more attention to it, but the swan in Ya'er's arms, Na Luo, also understands that there are no extraordinary birds, but the biggest threat to Na Luo is the little black cat, but Na Luo is not afraid at all, because the little black cat on Duanmu's shoulder

Only then did Na Luo decide to follow Duanmu.

Na Luo knew that such strange beasts would not be tamed by humans after they had cultivated to such an extent. It was just that they were willing to follow humans, and the humans they followed were definitely non-human beings. Moreover, although Na Luo had lost a lot of memory, he also understood

Duanmu's innate lifeless body is so important, but now he can't think of the use of his innate lifeless body.

"Little girl, you can rest assured that I will not be harmful to your elder brother. If I really want to be harmful to him, it is difficult for anyone to stop me. But you can keep your heart in your stomach and wait until I figure something out.

Things will go away. Before that, I will be with you." Naluo always seems to be polite and humble when talking to girls. People who don't know the inside story really think that he is a helpless person.

A weak scholar from the Jiangnan area who had the power to bind a chicken.

"I know, otherwise my eldest brother would not bring you back, but my eldest brother is very nice and soft-hearted, and I am exactly the opposite of him. Don't let me find out that you have any evil intentions." Ya'er looked at it.

Na Luo's reaction just now was a bit strange. Ya'er meant that we have a swan, and if Na Luo disobeys, he will be sealed, but Na Luo looked at the little black cat that transformed into a civet cat.

Ya'er was a little confused. It was difficult for Naluo to think that he was talking about Xiao Hei, not Xiao Bai. Did he think that the power he could compete with was Xiao Hei?

Ya'er thought well, but Na Luo was not afraid of Xiao Hei or Xiao Bai, but Na Luo could feel that Hei Bai was not an ordinary beast, and Na Luo was just not as Ya'er thought, and it would be detrimental to them.

, Ya'er will think a lot whenever she encounters something related to Duanmu.

Na Luo didn't think about who was strong and who was weak at all. Na Luo just wanted to quickly remind him where the king was, and then he could return to the king as soon as possible. Before that, who died or who lived had nothing to do with Na Luo. Na Luo

He won't care about it, he has only one mission, the king.

Ya'er seemed to see that Na Luo had no intention of harming Duanmu, so she felt relieved. However, Ya'er had an uncomfortable feeling when she saw Na Luo. It had nothing to do with whether Na Luo was a zombie or not, it was just a natural instinct.

It's like rejecting him.

Duanmu returned to the house and found a dirty and torn piece of clothing, as well as some rags, and asked Na Luo to put it on, and then wrapped Na Luo's face with the cloth.

"What are you going to do, don't you say it's not good for me to be a zombie?" Naluo asked in confusion when he saw Duanmu dressing himself up as a zombie again.

"Just do it when I ask you to pretend, uh... you don't have to pretend, you are just a zombie, okay? But this time my elder brother doesn't want you to kill people, just go to the east and scare the people there." Ya'er was dissatisfied.

He tightened the cloth on Na Luo's face and said.

Na Luo seemed to be a man who specialized in dealing with all kinds of girls before, so he cooperated and shouted, begging Ya'er to show mercy.

The cry was like dying. Ya'er was very satisfied after hearing it. Na Luo saw it in his eyes and felt a sense of accomplishment that he had not seen for a long time.

Not to mention a piece of cloth, even gold wire could not strangle Na Luo to death. Not even a trace would be left on Na Luo's body. Na Luo did this just out of habit.

Naluo's mind is very sharp, and now he has also discovered that his general reaction to girls seems to be instinctive, and he does not need to do it deliberately. This means that he has coaxed a girl like this before, and it was not just a day.

Two days, I should have been coaxing her like this for a long time, so who is this girl? Or maybe I was a romantic playboy in the past, and I have coaxed many girls.

"What are you thinking about? Hurry up, go to the east and come back. Don't cause too much commotion. As long as the people in the east feel panic, it will be fine." Ya'er looked at Na Luo who was a little silly and said.

shouted.

"Well, don't worry, Miss, I promise to complete the task." Naluo said with assurance.

"..."

"..."

"Why aren't you going?"

"Uh... Miss, which side is the east?" Naluo asked sheepishly.

"Don...don't you know how to look for it yourself?" Ya'er said, pointing at Na Luo.

"I can't tell the difference between east, west and north!" Na Luo Cancan said.

"Brother, tell this guy who can't tell the difference between east, west and north for free, where is the east!" Ya'er said angrily.

Duanmu looked at Ya'er helplessly, do you think I can speak?

Duanmu didn't understand why Ya'er didn't tell Na Luo himself. Duanmu looked at Ya'er and said, just tell him.

"Brother, Ya'er doesn't know where Dong is." Ya'er said holding Duanmu's arm.

Damn it, it turns out you don’t know either, and saying that people can’t tell the difference between east, west and north is a waste of money.

Duanmu had no choice but to go to the territory of the Yufeng and Feifeng tribes in the east with Na Luo, who had put on makeup, and told Na Luo not to kill anyone, but to just go down and scare him.

Na Luo was really obedient. He went down and walked around, looking here and there, just like going shopping. When other people saw Na Luo dressed up, they knew he was a zombie. After a while, there was no one on the street.

, I don’t know where I ran to.

When Duanmu and Naluo returned to their residence, Gong Feihua had already come here to wait for Duanmu. As if something happened, Duanmu secretly asked Naluo to find a way to enter the house to change clothes.

"You're back. I saw you walking away with the zombies. I was a little worried, so I came over to see you." Gong Feihua saw Duanmu and stood up and said.

Gong Feihua and Ya'er were waiting for Duanmu to return on the stone bench in the back garden. This was the only place Gong Feihua had been to since she came here, and she sat here every time she came.

But there was one thing Duanmu didn't pay attention to, that is, Zhonglangli's eyes changed every time he saw Gong Feihua, and each time he changed, he became more vicious. General Zhonglang had not been in the mood to practice martial arts recently. Seeing the changes in his younger brother Zhonglangli, he felt in his heart

I understand it very well, but there is nothing I can do. Now that Lao San and Gong Feihua are close, what can I do?

An invisible rift has slowly developed among the three brothers, but Duanmu, one of the parties involved, was not aware of it at all.

Duanmu nodded to Gong Feihua, but Duanmu knew in his heart that Gong Feihua was not just here to see if he was safe, there must be something else going on.

"Do you know zombies?" Gong Feihua asked frankly.

Duanmu shook his head and said he didn't know him.

"Oh, you'd better not have anything to do with zombies. You don't know how much hatred there is between my 31st clan and zombies. He has killed nearly half of my 31st clan in the past hundred years. You understand what I mean.

I mean." Gong Feihua also said these words with good intentions, hoping that Duanmu would not have anything to do with zombies. One is the hatred between zombies and the Thirty-one Clan, and the other is that Gong Feihua knows that zombies are inhumane.

Duanmu still nodded, indicating that he had remembered it.

The meaning of Gong Fei's words is too simple. Zombies are the mortal enemies of the Thirty-one Tribes. The horned phoenixes of the Thirty-two Tribes were wiped out by zombies in just a few days. The remaining Thirty-One Tribes died at the hands of zombies.

There are countless more. This blood feud is impossible to resolve. If Duanmu has contact with zombies, he will definitely become the enemy of the Thirty-one Clan. This is exactly what Gong Feihua wants to tell Duanmu.

Although Duanmu didn't express his gratitude to Gong Feihua for his kindness, he felt some strange feelings in his heart.

Duanmu didn't want to have a too close relationship with Gong Feihua. It could be said that Duanmu had been using Gong Feihua to achieve his own goals, but slowly he discovered that Gong Feihua was actually very good and worth treating with sincerity.

A friend he made, although Duanmu hadn't really seen what kind of methods Gong Feihua would use against his enemies, Gong Feihua was really impeccable with his friends.
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