I'm a zombie, what's the point of awakening the yellow-haired system?

His fingers were cold but gentle, as if teasing her heart.

Her body stiffened slightly, and the throbbing in her heart mixed with shame made her feel extremely conflicted and painful.

So Zhang Chen severely beat her with a stick.

The saint actually enjoyed it.

Fortunately, she couldn't speak. If she made any shameful sound, she might as well commit suicide.

Zhang Chen’s powerful strength made the saint unable to resist. Her jaw was dislocated during the struggle and the pain made her eyes go black.

Her body was covered with what Zhang Chen called "gifts", and he finally let her go with satisfaction.

The saint knelt on the ground, her body shaking constantly, her stomach churning, and waves of dry heaving sounds constantly coming out of her throat.

Her throat felt like it was torn apart and the pain almost suffocated her.

Zhang Chen looked down at her, a hint of pity flashing in his eyes, although it was more of a teasing look.

His big hands gently covered her little face, and a warm, healing breath quickly spread throughout her body.

Instantly, her jaw returned to its original position and the pain in her throat was relieved a lot.

She felt a sense of relief, but the humiliation and anger in her heart did not diminish in the slightest.

Zhang Chen lowered his head, with an unquestionable command in his tone: "Follow me!"

The saint's body stood up involuntarily, followed Zhang Chen, and slowly left the cliff.

Her steps were stiff and her heart was full of contradictions and struggles.

Chapter 350 Surrender

Suddenly, she felt a little bit of happiness, a strange and contradictory emotion.

Why did she feel a little happy in her heart when she heard Zhang Chen asking her to follow?

Is this right or wrong?

Her heart began to waver and she began to question herself.

This complex emotion made her feel lost and confused.

Zhang Chen looked back at the saint who was following behind him, and a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He could see her inner struggle and conflict.

"What are you thinking about? Do you think you are ridiculous?" Zhang Chen asked with a hint of sarcasm in his tone.

The saint bit her lip and remained silent.

She didn't know how to answer, nor did she know how to face such complicated emotions.

Her pride and self-esteem seemed so fragile at this moment.

Zhang Chen sneered and continued to walk forward: "Remember, from now on, your body is mine, and your heart will be mine sooner or later."

His voice echoed in her ears like a spell, making her shudder.

Zhang Chen looked at the dense forest in front of him and decisively abandoned the carriage.

"It looks like we have to walk." Zhang Chen said, glancing at the naked saint.

The saint's face was as delicate as a sculpture, her skin was fair and translucent, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly in the sunlight, making her like an elf in the forest.

Her long golden hair fell on her shoulders like a flowing waterfall, and every strand of hair sparkled with charming light.

Zhang Chen rummaged through the bag, took out a snow-white dress and a pair of sneakers that fit her well, and threw them in front of her.

“Put it on, so you don’t get hurt by branches. That would be ugly!” Zhang Chen said in a light tone. After throwing down the clothes, he walked straight into the depths of the woods.

Mia ate the lollipop in her mouth and glanced at the saint: "Hurry up and put on your clothes! If you become ugly, my dad will kill you without hesitation!"

When the saint heard this, her heart trembled violently.

"I assassinated my father. I spared your life because you are beautiful. Otherwise, you would be just a handful of dust now."

The saint quickly picked up the clothes, shoes and socks on the ground and put them on quickly.

The dress was soft and light, clinging to her skin like a tulle, revealing her curves.

The sneakers fit perfectly, wrapping around her little feet and bringing her a little warmth.

Although the cold wind still blew into her body through her skirt, it was much better than her previous naked state.

She secretly felt lucky in her heart, as she thought Zhang Chen would never allow her to wear clothes in this life.

She quickly followed Zhang Chen, gently tugged at his sleeve, and asked cautiously, "How long will we be gone?"

Zhang Chen turned around and glanced at her, his lips slightly raised: "How many days have you been here?"

"Five days."

"Then we need ten days."

"why?"

"I don't have anything urgent to do anyway, so I might as well take this opportunity to enjoy the beauty of the world."

The saint nodded. Although her heart was full of doubts and uneasiness, she knew that only by following Zhang Chen could she return to the holy land of the Vatican.

The woods are filled with dappled light, birds are singing, and the surroundings are full of vitality.

They walked through the dense trees. Zhang Chen's steps were firm and powerful, while she followed closely behind him, trying not to fall behind.

Gululu.

The saint's stomach made a sound.

She hadn't eaten since morning.

There was a fight that lasted that long.

Just take in a little protein.

"You are really a trouble." Zhang Chen suddenly stopped, turned around and looked at her with complicated eyes.

The saint was stunned for a moment, not knowing what he meant.

"However, considering your face, I am willing to give you one more chance." There was a hint of teasing in Zhang Chen's tone, but his eyes were tender.

Zhang Chen rummaged around in the jar and pulled out a semi-finished, marinated roast duck. He skillfully skewered it on a branch and began to prepare to make a fire.

He picked up a few dry branches and some dead leaves from the ground and quickly piled them into a small bonfire.

Then, he took out a flint from his waist bag. Sparks flew a few times and the dead leaves quickly burned. The flames slowly rose and reflected on Zhang Chen's face, making him look even more mysterious.

"Saint, come and add some firewood, don't let the fire go out." Zhang Chen ordered without turning his head.

The saint came over timidly and hurriedly picked up dry branches on the ground to add to the fire.

The flames suddenly shot higher, illuminating her cheeks.

Zhang Chen put the skewered roast duck on the fire and slowly turned the branches to allow the duck to be heated evenly.

Soon, the aroma filled the air, the skin of the roast duck gradually became golden and crispy, and the fat dripped onto the flame, making a sizzling sound.

The hunger in the saint's stomach seemed to be awakened by the aroma, and it began to growl uncontrollably.

She lowered her head in embarrassment and covered her stomach with her hands, but she couldn't hide the strong feeling of hunger.

Tears flowed down from the corners of her eyes, mixed with the blush on her face reflected by the flames, making her look very charming.

Zhang Chen looked at the roast duck in front of him and smiled with satisfaction.

"Almost done." He took the roast duck off the fire and handed it to the Saint, "Eat!"

The saint took the roast duck, her heartbeat suddenly quickened, and her cheeks flushed slightly.

She looked at the delicious roast duck in front of her, but her heart was full of doubts and uneasiness.

The saint's heartbeat suddenly quickened and her cheeks flushed slightly, as if the heat from the roast duck had also reached her face.

She carefully took the roast duck and said softly, "Thank you."

"No need to thank me. We still have to do physical work later!" Zhang Chen looked at her with a wicked smile, with a hint of teasing in his eyes.

The saint's face turned even redder. She didn't know what Zhang Chen meant by "physical work", but at this moment she just wanted to enjoy this long-lost delicacy.

As she took a bite, the aroma of the roast duck filled her mouth, and the fat melted on the tip of her tongue, bringing her unparalleled satisfaction.

She felt a little warmth in her heart, as if she had found the long-lost warmth in the cold forest.

"Little Mia, I want to eat roasted marshmallows!" Little Kana suddenly shouted, her eyes sparkling and full of anticipation.

Zhang Chen smiled and nodded: "Okay."

He took out a bag of marshmallows from Xiaogu, strung them together with a branch, and handed them to Xiao Kana.

"Daddy, I want to wear a new dress too!" There was a hint of coquettishness in little Kana's voice.

Zhang Chen touched her head lovingly: "Okay."

He rummaged through Xiaogu again, pulled out a beautiful pink dress, and handed it to Xiao Kana.

Xiao Kana cheered, quickly put on her skirt, and then turned around happily, with the hem of her skirt flying in the air like a beautiful butterfly.

No matter what Xiao Kana wants, Zhang Chen tries his best to satisfy her.

After all, she is still so young, and she has to follow me everywhere and face all kinds of dangers and uncertainties.

Chapter 351 Prophecy

Looking at little Kana's happy face, Zhang Chen's heart was filled with tenderness and a sense of responsibility.

Although the world is full of dangers, he is willing to do his best to protect them and make them feel warm and safe.

The bonfire danced in the night, lighting up their faces.

As night falls, a thin layer of mist fills the forest, and everything around seems exceptionally quiet and mysterious.

Zhang Chen decided to rest where he was.

He skillfully took out the tent from Xiaogu and began to set it up.

The saint stood aside, her hands crossed, looking a little at a loss.

"Come, help me pull this corner." Zhang Chen said to the saint while operating.

The saint nodded slightly, walked over and grabbed a corner of the tent. Although her movements were a little awkward, her posture seemed particularly elegant.

She has a well-proportioned figure with curvy curves, and her soft waist looks even more attractive when she bends slightly.

The long black hair fluttered gently in the night breeze, like wisps of smoke in the night sky.

While setting up the tent, Zhang Chen secretly glanced at the figure of the saint.

A wave of heat welled up in my heart.

"You don't look like someone who travels outside all year round. How did you come to this forest?" Zhang Chen asked casually, trying to ease the embarrassment in his heart.

"I... I am the Saint, and this is the first mission sent by the Holy See to complete." The Saint answered in a low voice, with a hint of uneasiness in her voice.

"Saint, you are a person of noble status, how did you fall to become a killer?" Zhang Chen teased with a smile.

The saint's cheeks flushed slightly, and she lowered her head in silence.

"Okay, the tent is set up, let's go in and rest." Zhang Chen clapped his hands and motioned the saint to enter the tent.

The saint nodded slightly, went into the tent, and Zhang Chen followed her in.

Although the space inside the tent is not large, it is enough for three people to lie down.

The saint sat on one side, hugging her knees, looking a little uneasy.

Zhang Chen was on the other side, spreading out his sleeping bag and preparing to rest.

"Don't be nervous, I won't do anything to you." Zhang Chen looked at the saint and said with a smile.

The saint raised her head, looked into Zhang Chen's deep eyes, and felt a little relieved.

"Thank you," she said softly, with a hint of gratitude in her voice.

"Oh, no need to thank me, we are all fellow travelers." Zhang Chen waved his hand, lay down and closed his eyes.