Chapter 001 Zombie Dynasty

The wind in the forest rolled up a few beautiful petals and floated past a black tombstone decorated with flowers.

The tombstone is located in the center of a black platform. The platform is 50 meters long and 50 meters wide. The whole body is neatly made of large black stones. It stands on three sides, and only one side has a step made of black stone, which gives people an extremely solemn feeling.

In front of the tombstone, a yellow-robed and white-haired teenager affectionately stroked the name engraved on the tombstone.

'Father: Haiming. York mother: Linda. Feng Xiaobing, the spirit son of York. Anthony. The first year of York's respect'

There was silence around, only the occasional rustling sound of the leaves blowing in the wind and the palms of the young man stroking the tablet surface.

The teenager carefully wiped every dust off the tombstone with his hand, and moved gently, as if he was worried about disturbing the people who rested here.

For a long time, the white-haired teenager stopped wiping, slowly stepped back two steps, and knelt down on his knees.

"Brush~", behind the teenager, under the high platform, the sound of countless clothes gathered together, making a tide-like sound, breaking the silence in the forest. Several birds foraging were startled, and they fluttered their wings and flew to the Black Mountain not far away.

"Bum~Bum~Bum~" The teenager knocked on the tombstone three times.

Countless figures kneeling behind their backs also kowtowed three times neatly.

Everyone's face is solemn and solemn, and their eyes are full of remembrance or reverence for the deceased.

The white-haired teenager slowly stood up, then turned around, stretched out his hands slightly and raised up. In the vast open space opened up in the forest, facing the black platform, the dense crowd kneltling and stood up like a tide from front to back.

In the front row of the crowd, near the high steps, there are four fairy-looking women and a cute little girl who looks seven or eight years old.

Behind the woman, there are several rows of strange people, mainly composed of humans and apes. There are also some other members, such as a big mole and a majestic adult mottled beast.

Behind it is a neat square team of humans and apes, with thousands of people and 20 square arrays, all holding all kinds of weapons, wearing unified black armor, majestic.

At the outside is a large number of old, weak, women and children, surrounded by a circle.

Outside the crowd is the Rembe jungle composed of various tall trees and dense shrubs, surrounded by this vast artificial open space.

When it was quiet again, the majestic voice of the white-haired teenager sounded, which echoed between the forest and open spaces and clearly reached everyone's ears.

"Today is the National Day of our York Empire and the tenth anniversary of the founding of the People's Republic of China. It is also the day of thousands of sacrifices of our compatriots, including the father and mother of the country. On this day every year, we are here to celebrate the birth of the empire and the road of resistance to the tyrants in pursuit of freedom together. At the same time, Let's remember the people who have passed away together."

The white-haired teenager paused for a moment and glanced at the audience with dignity. Everyone's fanatical eyes also stared at their king.

"I, Feng Xiaobing, your king, can't guarantee that you can be prosperous, or even that you will see the day of our victory. However, I can guarantee that your blood will not be in vain. I can guarantee that I will defend our empire with my own blood and life. I can guarantee that I will always fight with you until I defeat the tyrant and liberate the whole mankind."

"God's power, God's power, God's power!!! ~", the crowd was passionate, and the avalanche-like tsunami-like cheers shocked the whole jungle.

"In the past ten years, we have repelled three large-scale attacks by the tyrant. Although we have successfully defended our jungle, we have also made great sacrifices. Maybe this year, maybe tomorrow, more powerful enemies may come, want to kill us, want to destroy all our empires, want to strangle Kill our common ideals. Now, I want to hear your answer again! Tell me, what should we do in the face of the enemy armed to the teeth?

"The supreme power, kill!" The soldiers roared at the same time.

"Tell me, what should we do in the face of enemies with superior numbers and advanced weapons than us?"

"Fearless, kill!" The soldiers held their weapons high, as if they had trampled countless enemies under their feet.

"Tell me, what should we do in the face of a vicious and powerful tyrant?"

"Death as a return, kill, kill, kill!! ~", the soldiers, the old, the weak, the women and the children, everyone, everyone roared. At this time, everyone has become an invincible warrior who can turn any enemy into maggots under their feet.

The ** of the battle stirs everyone's soul, for the empire, for the king, and for himself.

The ceremony ended in the excitement of the group. The soldiers went to various places under the leadership of their respective commanders. At the edge of the jungle, infiltration and reverse osmosis were carried out all the time. Small-scale battles took place almost every day. Although the scale was small, it was a great test of the will of the soldiers.

However, as long as there are no large-scale battles, these things do not need the imperial emperor, the king of zombies, Feng Xiaobing.

Accompanied by several beautiful women and cronies, Feng Xiaobing returned to the Black Mountain Base, which was originally the center of the Ape Kingdom and is now the capital of the zombie empire.

Entering the spacious council hall, Feng Xiaobing, who was out of the public's sight, quickly tore up his yellow robe: "Damn, I said Fei San and Ross, is this your newly designed royal robe? It's too awkward."

I couldn't tear it off a few times, and quickly said to several beautiful women, "Dear imperial concubines, why don't you help my husband take off this thing quickly? I'm sweating all over."

The reactions of several beautiful women are different.

He rushed to Feng Xiaobing's back. It's better to make trouble than to help. This is the little beauty Luo Li, the goddaughter of the zombie king. Of course, she is a princess, but she likes to pretend to be an imperial concubine. After ten years, Lori hasn't grown up much, and she still looks like a little girl less than ten years old, which makes Lori herself very depressed.

It was Lombeni who came generously to help. From admiration to falling in love, she finally achieved success with Feng Xiaobing on the way to escape. She was also the only daughter-in-law who was recognized by the deceased Feng Xiaobing's parents. The zombie dynasty has long regarded her as the mother of the country.

This is Salina who also came to help but blushed. Moore's flower, who finally returned to her lover after suffering, is also the first woman in the world for Feng Xiaobing. She is also deeply loved by the zombie king. It is said that Wang often sings her the beautiful ballad that captures her heart alone. This is someone else. I can't enjoy it.

'Bah~~' and dared to turn around and not shake the zombie king, it was the school beauty, Shangguan Luoluo, who was rescued by the zombie king from the palace of Kilo the Great. He has been staying with Feng Xiaobing for ten years, but he doesn't know why. He hasn't been captured for ten years, and he has been talked about by people who know the details. She is elegantly dressed, and her figure is the most perfect one. Her eyes flashed with the wisdom of an intellectual woman. Although she is not the king's harem, she does not deny it to the outside world, that is, she always adheres to that bottom line. Is she Feng Xiaobing's woman? No one, including Feng Xiaobing, can tell, and she may not even know the answer herself.

Feng Xiaobing looked at Shangguan Luoluo and quickly stopped the dance that sweetly smiled and wanted to help. Angelic little devil, this is Feng Xiaobing's evaluation of dance. Wutong Shangguan Luoluo is completely two extremes. Wuwu persistently forced Feng Xiaobing to marry, persisted for ten years, and did everything. Feng Xiaobing was also a miracle that he had not lost his body for ten years. As a result, the affairs of Wu and Shangguan Luoluo were listed as two strange talks in the history of the imperial emperor. This girl's dress has hardly changed for ten years. She has always been a set of ancient double-front robes and a green sword in her hand. Feng Xiaobing once asked her curiously why she never seemed to have changed her clothes. The little devil's answer was very straightforward: I want to know, no problem, marry me.

"Huh, asshole, one day I will take you..." Wu looked at the ministers next to her and finally didn't say anything that made people sweat. She ran away angrily. Luo Luo quickly came forward to comfort her. The two opposite extreme beauties were best friends, which couldn't help but be surprised.

The ministers next to him laughed secretly.

Ross, who is in charge of internal affairs, bowed forward and said, "Go back to my lord, this royal robe is carefully designed by all the fashion designers in China, which can well reflect the supreme power of my lord. You see, the winged black dragon on the front chest is once the legendary top existence, symbolizing that my lord's force is unmatched. It will definitely dominate the world. The tiger on the back is designed based on my lord's mount cat, symbolizing that my lord is the fate of heaven. Moreover, the power of propaganda..."

Feng Xiaobing quickly waved his hand and interrupted Ross's long speech. If he went on, he would probably be able to talk until tomorrow morning. The former village head of Renbei Village is indeed a talented person. Although the theory of using propaganda mouthpieces to control the world's public opinion is despised by Feng Xiaobing, it has been proved to be effective and effective.

Although Feng Xiaobing disdains to play tricks and tricks is not in line with his identity as a king, several absolutely loyal ministers are dedicated to assisting him, but he is also a prosperous business of the zombie empire. From this perspective, Feng Xiaobing is the most comfortable emperor from ancient times to the present. The military and political power is handed over to the absolutely loyal Fei San and Ross and the idle women, and Feng Xiaobing himself has basically become the symbol and spiritual pillar of the whole empire.

"I said Ross, I've been talking about you for ten years. Can you stop me all day long, the supreme Lord or something? I'm panicking. You can't learn from Fei San, an old boy, just call me a soldier, or call me king, emperor or something," Feng Xiaobing muttered dissatisfiedly.

Ross quickly bowed down and said, "My Lord, you are the supreme master of talent, but you are more noble than any emperor. As your most loyal believer, you dare not have no rules. Besides, from the perspective of propaganda..."

"Yes, I didn't say it." Feng Xiaobing quickly interrupted Ross and said to Fei San with a smile, "Lao Luo scold you for having no rules again. Haha, why don't you call me a few times."

Fei San laughed and scolded, "Fuck you, don't think about it in your life. I don't shout. I owe you in my last life. It's enough to pay you back with my life in this life. This mouth will never be taken away by you, haha."

Ross shook his head while listening, but Fei San, who controls the military power, has an unusual relationship with the Holy Lord, which is not comparable to others.

At this time, a bodyguard came in and bowed and reported, "My king, there is someone from the hermit's side, waiting in the living room."

"Oh", Feng Xiaobing was overjoyed. After ten years, he sacrificed many elites and finally got news. If he can get the help of the hermits, the situation of the zombie empire will be greatly improved.

Let Luo Li ride on his neck, Feng Xiaobing said happily, "Let's go, baby Luo Li, go and see the same man as Brother Chen."