Bug Master In Doomsday

Zhang Lan lightly held Wang Mang's head, hesitated, first took Fu Wendao and held the Rongshen Pill in the box.

She pinched the pill with her **** and gently put it into Wang Mang's mouth, mixed with the healing potion, and let Wang Mang take it down!

The powerful medicinal effect appeared in an instant, Wang Mang's forehead was hot, and strands of black turbid air floated from the top of his head.

His eyes slowly opened, and a spring-like moisturizing sensation instantly restored his hard-supported will to its peak. It was a pure soul power, enough to make him sober!

Wang Mang’s eyes were as bright as ever. He looked at Zhang Lan, who was holding his head with red eyes beside him, and his eyes flashed with emotion.

Zhang Lan seemed to understand the emotion in Wang Mang's eyes, and beckoned to Bai Jue anxiously and joyfully, "Quickly, give me the medicine to restore the body!"

Bai Jue immediately opened the box, took out a small bottle of pure golden special liquid and handed it to Zhang Lan. Seeing Wang Mang regaining consciousness, he looked at Wang Mang with a smile, "Master, this is the blood of God!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Mang nodded with a smile in his eyes. Zhang Lan sent the pure golden blood of God to Wang Mang’s mouth and let him drink it easily.

In an instant, Wang Mang's severely damaged body burst into a bright golden light, and the split and broken bones healed themselves at an astonishing speed.

Some bone residues instantly turned into restoring energy and disappeared in the flesh. The destroyed skin and flesh were like wild grasses that were visibly restored to the naked eye!

The internal organs that are the most injured and the hardest to recover are also reshaped under the action of the blood of God.

When the physical injuries were all healed and the internal organs almost recovered as before, only Wang Mang's left chest still glowed with a dazzling bright light, and his heart was penetrated. This fatal injury requires more energy!

"Cough! Cough!" Wang Mang throbbed his chest and abdomen, spitting out a mouthful of dirty blood with an ugly expression.

Zhang Lan watched his brother Mang recovering from his injury, first with great surprise, and then a little dazed, "Brother Mang, your face...what...!"

Zhang Lan's voice trembled a little. She looked at the unhealed scar on Wang Mang's cheek. She was a little dazed. Why didn't this scar disappear? !

Wang Mang followed Zhang Lan’s gaze and touched his face. When he touched the uneven skin with the scar, he just squinted his eyes slightly and accepted the existence of the scar.

A slender scar of three to five inches is no big deal to him as a man, but it is strange that the scar has not fallen off!

When the skin of the ribs in Wang Mang's heart gradually healed, the bright golden light also slowly disappeared, and his heartbeat resounded like a drum! !

Wang Mang’s mental energy penetrated his body, and after a thorough examination, his eyes suddenly became a little deep, then he shook his head, moved his tired body and sat up.

Seeing this, Bai Jue hurriedly passed the worm and mustard ring, and he helped his glasses, "Master, this time spent a total of 20 million golden dragon coins!"

Wang Mang was not surprised by this number, but nodded gently.

He looked at the many subordinates gathered around him, moved his lips slightly, and said in an extremely hoarse voice: "You are fortunate enough! This time it is my Wang Mang's fault. You are worried!"

Wang Mang smiled apologetically. He couldn't regret his actions, but he still blamed himself. The gentleman did not stand against the dangerous wall. This battle allowed him to understand more about his shortcomings. !