When Xiao Lan Zombie walked over in a clean blue dress, Xiao Song Zombie stood there as he used to.
Waiting for the command of the High Rank Zombie.
Its figure looked a bit more robust, the rotten flesh on its face was much reduced, and its limbs were not twisted together weirdly.
Given time, it might evolve into a Zombie King.
Among thousands of zombies, Xiao Song Zombie was probably the most pleasing to the eye and seemed the smartest one.
The superpower fluctuations on its body were much stronger, and even without using brainwaves to command, it could understand Xiao Lan Zombie's requirements from language and gestures.
Xiao Lan Zombie glanced at the new grave on the ground, with no special expression on its face.
The feelings of zombies are very indifferent; she doesn't understand Xiao Song Zombie's behavior but won't oppose it either.
"Wait here."
Xiao Lan Zombie left a word and walked towards where Bai Xiqin and Leng Yebai were staying.
