Bug Master In Doomsday

"Yousha, you are so true, Wang Mang finally came, why are you arguing with him?" Wearing a light blue dress, Bing Luo frowned slightly and slowly moved towards the second. People come.

There was a man beside her. Wang Mang turned his head and looked at him. Hey, he is also an acquaintance.

Rakshasa followed Bingluo, his burly figure and serious face, as he used to be, unchanged at all.

Wang Mang looked at the approaching Bingluo, his face finally put on a bright smile, "Sister Bingluo! Long time no see."

Bing Luo heard the words, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised on that glamorous face.

She waved to Wang Mang, with a hint of joy in her long-awaited reunion: "Wang Mang, it's been four years since you left the Hidden Dragon Monument, right? You look a bit more mature than before. Why do you have less hair?"

Wang Mang smiled and touched his cuff, "I didn't think it was when I had bangs before, but now I feel refreshed and cool after I shaved my cuff.

By the way, Sister Bingluo, Liu Ying also missed you a lot, but the situation outside was a bit complicated. She couldn't get away for the time being, so I asked me to bring you some cakes she made by herself. "

Wang Mang said as he took out a stack of oiled paper bags buckled with silk ties from the worm and mustard ring, and he even felt a faint warmth when he touched it.

Bingluo took the cake, and the arc of her mouth finally turned into a smile, "That kid has a heart, and it's worth noting that I loved her so much."

"Hey hey!" Yousha patted Wang Mang on the shoulder, smashed the dry tobacco rod in his mouth, and looked at Wang Mang with an unhappy expression: "You kid brought things to Bing Luo alone, mine. What? By the way, where's the Rakshasa?"

Wang Mang glanced at him coldly, with a mocking grin on his face without concealment, "Yousha, you are ashamed to ask me for something. I haven't counted the original enmity with you. If you feel unhappy, let's just Sign gestures, I just want to find a suitable person to be a sharpening stone to practice my hands."

Rakshasa’s iron-like serious face couldn’t help expressing an agreeable expression. He said in a hoarse voice, “Since Wang Mang wants to practice his hands, you can try with him. After all, you are the only one of the three of us. The strength is the weakest, you are a sharpening stone, that's just right."

Yousha raised her eyebrows and glanced at Rakshasa obliquely. Hearing Raksha's instigation, he didn't say anything to refute this time. Instead, he rarely showed a cruel grin.

He pointed at Wang Mang in an unkind tone, "You guy is really looking for death. You have been out for four years, don't you know which green onion you are? Since you are all about begging, then I will do it for you!"

"Raksha, open the Shura field, and I will teach him to be a man!" Yousha inserted the Hanyan rod back to her waist, her wretched aura suddenly changed, and there was a fierce bandit aura from all over her body.

Bing Luo frowned slightly. When she saw the eager look on Wang Mang's face, she didn't say anything against it. Since Wang Mang wants to try, let's try it. Anyway, she is there, if his life is in danger. If that is the case, then I can save him the first time.

When Rakshasa smiled coldly, his five fingers spread out and raised his hand to summon the thousand square meters steel cable ring, Wang Mang also squinted his eyes, and the worm pattern on his left palm couldn't help but let out a sharp and excited hiss. .