Bug Master In Doomsday

Zhou Ying left something unclear, and was escorted by the members of the worm group and walked out. Wang Mang listened carefully to Zhou Ying's last words and squinted his eyes.

Zhou Ying's words were mysterious, but he didn't take it to heart. If everyone died, what other storm could he cause?

‘Wow! Wow! A heavy iron chain dragged on the cold ceramic tile, and a torture instrument stained with purple and black blood and a fishy smell came into Zhou Ying's eyes.

Two pairs of powerful hands clamped tightly on his shoulders, and forced his neck into the iron ring of the torture instrument!

The icy iron ring was tightly embedded on Zhou Ying's neck, and a piece of goose bumps appeared on his skin. This is a human physiological reaction, and it does not represent Zhou Ying's emotions at this time!

If a person is facing death, will he be afraid or panic? This question does not need to be answered at all.

Every living person is the same before death. They will be hesitant and confused, but very few people can temporarily overcome this with firm consciousness.

Zhou Ying is obviously this type of person. He does not believe in religion, but he has a firm belief. His last words reflect this. Facing death, he is obviously better than most people!

His body was in a distorted posture under the restraint of the torture instrument, but his face was a calm expression.

‘Puff’ a bowl of hot wine was drunk by the man in black and then spit out, the long narrow, cold and bright knife reflected a cold light, and the ancient ceremony of the hot wine stained on the blade was regarded as giving Zhou Ying the last trace of respect!

The black-clothed man with the knife suddenly flashed cold eyes, and his murderous aura suddenly exploded, "Huh!" The turbulent blood spurted with the fall of a head, and his stiff and strange limbs suddenly twisted and shivered.

But within a few moments, the trembling legs became soft and collapsed, and his arms fell weakly on the ground. Zhou Ying, dead, this time is not a stand-in, he is really dead!

"Leader! The prisoner has been beheaded!" The man in black, with a few drops of blood on his chest, bowed his head respectfully and stood in front of Wang Mang, quietly telling the prisoner's passing.

Listening to the description of the man in black, Wang Mang seemed to have seen the indifferent expression on Zhou Ying’s face before his death. The reason why he didn’t see Zhou Ying beheading with his own eyes was to give respect to the profession of Mushishi. Zhou Ying was a qualified person. Mushishi is the same type of person as himself.

"Master, would you like to find the worms that control the double in Zhou Ying?! Those little worms are probably in the worm pattern in his palm!"

Wang Mang groaned a little, and sighed faintly, "I will get the mother worm and those worms..."

With his drooping left hand hanging on the ground, Wang Mang glanced at the headless corpse, then withdrew his gaze, opened his palm, the hideous worm seemed to roar into the void, and the black worm patterns appeared mysterious and special.

Wang Mang grasped the corpse's left hand, his palm pressed against the worm pattern, and suddenly the supernatural energy in his body that seemed to be like a vast river burst out in an instant.

Surging, it was too simple to pour the strong power of the supernatural energy into the dead insect pattern of a master.

The supernatural energy mixed with mental power was poured in almost without any hindrance. Wang Mang used his mental power to see Zhou Ying's insect pattern space clearly when he met with him!

A fat and fierce female insect has not yet died, and a pair of mung bean-sized insect eyes can still see a strong killing!