Yue Yuluo looked at Xu Yang with an innocent expression, her eyes filled with a hint of anticipation. She exclaimed excitedly, "Having a talking zombie as a sister must be so interesting!"
"...…"
The atmosphere in the funeral store suddenly went silent.
Even the cursing zombie inside the coffin was silenced!
In Xu Yang's mind, an image of a stiff, green-faced, fierce and scary zombie with jet-black skin and a hopping gait appeared...
He almost threw up and said, "Yuluo, don't be ridiculous, I'm not that desperate yet."
"What do you mean?"
Inside the coffin, the zombie was unhappy and angrily shouted: "You, surnamed Xu, say that again if you dare, release me and see if I won't chop you down!"
She banged the coffin, causing it to make a clattering noise.
As soon as the curses came out, Liu Shishi's gaze turned cold, and the imposing aura of the Ghost King dispersed from her body, pressing against the inside of the stone coffin.
