Bug Master In Doomsday

Only the plump woman next to Wang Mang showed an unnatural smile and said: "Let me just say, the little brother is handsome and has a good personality. Jin Hui, a dog thing in the world, is a waste of spirit crystals! Little brother, this is for the people!"

As soon as the people around heard the praise of Wang Mang and the depreciation of Jinhui by this sister Hua, they couldn't help but slander and contempt. This talent has just died in less than two minutes, and you have arranged it. It is really a bit of affection. I don’t even talk about it,

Even though they thought so in their hearts, everyone still squeezed out flattering smiles, and kept saying to Wang Mang with extremely numb flattery.

"I don't want to listen to your nonsense, now hand over all the money, treasures, weapons, and all you have, and then squat in the corner, otherwise, this will be your end!" Wang Mang pointed to Jinhui's broken body and warned.

Wang Mang listened to the flattery of the crowd, the expression on his face did not change at all. This group of people wanted to see their own jokes before, but now they have changed their positions? It's really disgusting!

If you are not afraid of death and want to avenge Jinhui, you can still see you three points high, but this group of villains without the slightest bottom line, it’s good not to kill them yourself.

As soon as the people around heard Wang Mang’s words, the flattering words stopped, and there was a little hesitation on their faces. The young man in front of him was so powerful that he was killed by his sword. Next, do you have the strength to resist?

A few weaker warriors took the lead in taking down a delicately shaped small bag pinned to the waist and handing it to Wang Mang. The leader among them even smiled at Wang Mang with a shy face and said, "Master, little Qian and The baby is in this bag."

Wang Mang picked up the so-called Qiankun bag he was holding in both hands and weighed it with his hands. The weight is not heavy, Qiankun? Universe! It is probably the same storage tool as your own Panlong ring.

Wang Mang put his spiritual power into this universe bag, and sure enough, there is a space of tens of cubic meters in the universe bag that is no more than a palm.

Inside, there are a lot of puppets of different shapes, all kinds of energy of the same level, a few spiritual plants exuding the fragrance of herbs, and a small pile of colorful little stones, packed in a small In the small box,

Wang Mang was a little surprised at this time, not because the items in this Qiankun bag are strange, but because the colorful little stones are almost the same as the little spars he knows. Is this what the warriors of this time and space use? currency?

Wang Mang has no time to think about this now, he just put the Qiankun bag away from his waist, waved his hand at the middle-aged warrior with a shy face, and let him squat in the corner.

The middle-aged warrior was also not angry. He was instructed to squat into the corner, put his head in his hands, and smiled quietly at the crowd.

Except for a few shameless people in the main hall, everyone else had a bad expression and had no intention of surrendering the Universe Bag to Wang Mang. There were also a few more powerful ones who were winking at each other, faintly looking at Wang Mang's eyes. With a bit of bitterness,

"Hum" Wang Mang sneered, the insect pattern flashed, and the three black insects turned into pitch-black insect beetles covering the body, and the fire locusts of Tier 3 strength also flew out of the insect sac violently.

"This...this...what is it!" Several warriors who were about to question Wang Mang were a little scared when they saw the exploding yellow insects flying out of the sky! Spirit beast! Tier 3 insect beast!

Wang Mang, who was wearing an ink-colored armor, had a pair of eyes behind his face armor, a bit deep, scanning the warriors in the hall, with some killing intent in his heart.

But after a fight with Jinhui, I was seriously injured. Now I can only force myself to prevent myself from falling. If I could, I would have killed all these people directly, so there is no need for threats. ?