Quick Transmigration, My Royal Highness is a Bit Obedient

In the original owner's memory, the zombies have never left. During the day, they barely managed to break through the siege of the zombie group, so why did they leave so easily?

Feng Qian felt a little weird that the zombies left.

Of course, the zombies frequently besieged them, which is also very strange.

When everyone fell into a deep sleep, Feng Qian lifted the blanket on him and left the room without making a sound.

It was cold and windy outside, and the stars on the night were particularly dazzling.

Unconsciously, Feng Qian walked to the open-air area.

In the forge, there is also a large area in the open air. If the zombies have IQ, they will climb up the forge and jump down from the open air.

But they don't have IQ, so it's pretty safe to hide here.

Being blown by the wind, Feng Qian is not at all sleepy now.

After standing for a while, Feng Qian found a clean place to sit and rested his cheeks with one hand.

"System, how many soul fragments of His Royal Highness have not been collected yet?"

【Drop - system testing... 】

[Soul Fragment Collection Progress: 1624]

Feng Qian looked at the panel in the void.

Have you already experienced 16 planes?

The task progress is also two-thirds completed, and soon, she will complete the task and return to the main **** space and return to the realm of the gods.

At that time, no matter what, I will throw down your Highness first.

…

boom!

The wind calmed down.

Hmm, it looks like something just fell off.

With a little starlight, Feng Qian could roughly see the scene in front of him.

Seems like... someone? !

In the middle of the night, someone really climbed the wall and came in? !

Feng Qian blinked.

On the opposite side, what seemed to be a human moved, and then stood up staggeringly.

Now, Feng Qian can be sure that the opposite is a person.

A little far away, Feng Qian could only see a thin and slender figure.

Judging from the figure and outline, it should be a boy.

Feng Qian stood up, secretly pondering what to say.

The man on the opposite side moved and walked slowly towards Fengqian.

As they got closer, Feng Qian could only see the face of the other party.

The juvenile complexion is very white, which is an abnormal white.

The facial features are exquisite and beautiful, like finely crafted works of art.

The starlight poured down, and Feng Qian saw that the young man's pupils were gray-white, as if he was absent-minded.

He was wearing a white shirt and a pair of black suit pants. He was tall and clean, and the gray shadow under his eye sockets gave him a bit of decadence.

The young man's fair and slender fingertips hung down by his side and moved slightly.

His eyelashes are very long, and his eyes are quietly watching Feng Qian here, but it seems... his eyes are empty, as if nothing can enter the boy's eyes.

What made Feng Qian stunned was the breath of the young man.

Your Highness.

This kind of meeting is a bit strange. The fragments appeared here, and they still climbed the wall and entered.

It seemed like I just... fell a somersault.

Feng Qian opened her lips, and before she could say anything, the young man who was already very close to her moved instantly.

The teenager jumped at Feng Qian off guard, and a bear hugged the girl into his arms.

With such a sudden pounce, Feng Qian couldn't help but fall to the ground due to her unsteady center of gravity, along with the boy who hugged her with the bear.

Feng Qian's back hurt from being hit.

The boy who was pressing on the girl didn't seem to think that he was at fault for knocking the other party down. He tilted his head slightly, and his gray pupils stared at the girl's neck.

There, the sound of blood rolling under the arteries and the breath of the girl that was enough to make zombies crazy, seemed to seduce silently.

The boy put his hands on the girl's side, gently bent his head, and pressed his lips against the girl's slender neck.

Feng Qian was stunned and froze.