Xiao Hui gave a deadly stare to Su Bai. Two rows of bloody tears rolled down from the corner of her eyes, making it very eerie and strange. This couldn't be considered much for Su Bai. This image did not scare him and instead gave him a very amiable feeling.
It was like staring at himself.
The monk had mentioned before; whenever Su Bai met a zombie, the feeling was like meeting a relative.
Su Bai's hand reached out and gently touched Xiao Hui's forehead.
This type of caress did not bring much affection and was totally from the previous tease. His pupils were clear, not bearing any lust. No matter how psychotic Su Bai was, he would not really take liberties with a zombie.
The expression on Xiao Hui's face at first revealed rage, then bewilderment and finally fear. It was obvious that she noticed something from Su Bai's indifference. Su Bai no long purposely tried to hide the aura of his lineage. It was as if a layer of dark clouds had become heavier deep within Xiao Hui's heart.
