Bug Master In Doomsday

Mo Lan’s whispers slowly echoed in Wang Mang’s ears. After Wang Mang heard what Mo Lan said, even his mind was shaken.

He turned his head, looked at Mo Lan and said, "Mo Lan, is there any other way?! Is the price of doing this too high?"

Mo Lan immediately shook his head firmly when he heard the words, "This is the only way, and the safest way.

I also advise you not to use it, just destroy this worm egg, there are so many ways to improve your strength, you can't take such a risk! "

Wang Mang hesitated for a while, and finally gritted his teeth and adopted the only method that Mo Lan said.

He lightly held the worm egg in his left hand and put it back in the porcelain jar. The worm pattern on his palm flashed suddenly, and a golden worm that was exquisite like a work of art appeared in Wang Mang's hand!

Wang Mang stroked the mother's back affectionately, his face was full of guilt, "Old man, I'm going to trouble you again this time!"

The wriggling female worm moved its feet and crawled slowly. It seemed to understand Wang Mang's words. A pair of mung bean-sized smart eyes looked at Wang Mang, her body shrank suddenly, and a drop of pure gold was squeezed out of her mouthparts. Blood!

A dozen drops were squeezed out. When the female worm's body became shriveled, Wang Mang stopped her movements with great pain, "Enough! Enough! Old man!"

Listening to Wang Mang’s words, the mother worm crawled weakly on his palm, and finally disappeared into the worm pattern. Wang Mang sighed in a complicated mood as he looked at the dozen drops of golden blood remaining in his palm.

"If it wasn't for controlling this monster with endless potential, which insect master sacrificed the blood of his mother!"

With a sound of "Om!", Wang Mang took out a short sharp dagger from the insect ring, and slammed it against the insect pattern in his palm.

The spring of blood and the golden blood immediately blended together, and the large strands of scarlet blood mixed with traces of golden light fell violently toward the porcelain jar!

"Hiss!" With the flow of blood, Wang Mang's face was a little pale.

His strength is right, but the blood content is fixed, so much blood is lost all of a sudden, and his strong sense of dizziness almost makes his footsteps float!

After more than ten minutes, the wound on Wang Mang's left palm began to scab, and his powerful recovery ability made Wang Mang no longer have to slash his palm!

"So much blood should be enough!" Wang Mang's eyes were a little gloomy, and there were some ghosts in the surrounding things.

Mo Lan on his shoulder looked at Wang Mang's appearance and sighed helplessly.

"Enough, enough! You put on the lid of this porcelain jar and go to rest immediately! Otherwise, if you don't control it, you will die first!"

Wang Mang's pale and chapped lips curled, showing a smile of relief.

"Mo Lan, I know how to measure myself. If my blood doesn't blend with the cocoon of the worm egg, I wouldn't dare to be such a stupid thing!"

As Wang Mang said, he staggered and almost fell to the ground. The blood he had just poured into the porcelain jar increased the foul and dirty water level by seven or eight centimeters.

One can imagine how much blood was lost in Wang Mang's body!

Wang Mang weakly closed the lid of the porcelain jar and left the cramped stone house with vain steps.

The heavy Shimen was as heavy as a thousand catties in front of Wang Mang at this time. It took a lot of work before Wang Mang completely closed the Shimen!

His eye sockets are a little dark blue, and he keeps yawning, and a bottle of healing potion is poured into his mouth like mineral water. Now he is waiting for the change of the eggs tomorrow!