Bug Master In Doomsday

Speaking of this deceased, Wang Mang's mind was reminiscent of impressive images. On the way to Hidden Dragon Stele, this handsome young man in ancient costume who was a little overdone in front of him was still a taller than two meters tall with blue-faced fangs. The ferocious zombie king was still much stronger than Wang Mang at that time, and he was just a short distance from entering the sixth-tier threshold.

I still remember that he already possessed preliminary wisdom, especially a soft spot for music. Wang Mang also gave him a guitar at that time, in exchange for the opportunity to pass through the territory safely.

The deep memory made Wang Mang a little stupefied for a while. It was difficult for him to put that inhuman appearance, which could be said to be exactly like a demon, and the green-faced zombie king of the beast entered into the face of the gentle, gentle and moist Prince Qianqian in front of him.

"Let me introduce myself again, Your Excellency Wang Mang, my name is Zhou Yi! The Zhou Yi of Zhou Yi!" Zhou Yi Chao Wang Mang stretched out the right hand of friendship, with a tall body and a gentle smile on his white face.

"Zhou Yi! Good name." Wang Mang also stood up, smiled friendly at Zhou Yi, and shook his two palms with obviously different skin colors tightly together.

Xu is the psychological effect of the sense of ritual. When the two sat down again and looked at each other, the jerky feeling of the talents was gone, and the atmosphere became harmonious. Wang Mang lit a cigarette on his own and looked at it with a smile. Zhou Yi said: "Zhou Yi, we can be regarded as an old friend, you should also know the purpose of my visit this time."

Zhou Yi nodded slightly. The cigarette held between the fingers of his left hand had not been extinguished. He took two deep breaths like an old smoker, exhaled a stale breath, and looked up at Wang Mang.

"Your Excellency Wang Mang, of course I have heard about what you have done these days. The wise high-level zombies in our camp have organized together and established a loose union. There is usually no news, but in the last few days. There is constant information about you."

After that, Zhou Yi glanced at Wang Mang as if resentfully. Wang Mang, who was smoking a cigarette, saw this look. He was shocked in his heart. He held his breath in his chest and almost didn't catch his breath.

"Cough cough... Zhou Yi, since you know the purpose of my coming, I still hope that we two will not have any unpleasant disputes. You must know the truth of cold lips and teeth. Cultivators have eliminated us humans, monsters, and the next step. His butcher knife will definitely be raised towards you."

Wang Mang said solemnly, with half of the cigarette **** in his hand directly pinched to the ground, Zhou Yi nodded thoughtfully, his eyes seemed to have a different look under the smoke, and he was contemplated for a while. After a while, he raised his head and looked directly at Wang Mang and said, "I understand the truth, but do you pay wages?"

"What!?! What is it?!" Wang Mang's eyes widened, staring at Zhou Yi like a copper bell, and he suddenly stood up from his chair.

During this period of time, Wang Mang, who had been training Qi Qigong, had already developed the ability to show no expression before Taishan collapse. Even if he is now told that the cultivator has launched a war, he will always look calm. But what did Zhouyi just say? ! What did he just say!

"Zhou Yi! You just said salary? Do you want our Human Alliance to pay you?" Wang Mang's tone was full of surprise and surprise, and his eyes stared at Zhou Yi.