The murky waters of the Yellow River lay still and unruffled, impossible to see the bottom.
After a long time, two figures emerged from the Yellow River water.
They were soaked, with yellow silt unique to the bottom of the Yellow River clinging to them.
Zhang Yiming casually wiped his face, but was left with a hand full of silt, unable to wipe it clean.
Even the silt couldn't overshadow his strikingly handsome face; you couldn't tell at all that he was a zombie.
Xiao Lan Zombie's legs weren't very agile, and it was covered with large chunks of silt, making its slender figure appear bloated.
With a blank expression, Xiao Lan Zombie stood behind Zhang Yiming, with rotten fingers naturally hanging down by its sides, showing no intention of brushing off the silt.
Its decayed brain prevented it from being as clean-loving as a normal girl.
In its mind were only the emperor and the Bai Family, then eating, absorbing crystal cores.
