Bug Master In Doomsday

Wang Mang struggled to get up from the ground, coughing uncontrollably, vomiting, and spitting out a large mouthful of dripping blood mixed with blood.

Wang Mang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, grinning with a carefree and hideous smile. His pale face and the blood of his mouth looked terrifying!

"Senior Gu Jiao is amazing! Really deserves to be an eighth-tier tyrannical real dragon!" Wang Mang saw Heipao's death, smiled and gave a thumbs up to Gu Jiao in mid-air, and hobbled towards the black-robed man's corpse. ,

Gu Jiao, who hovered in the air, listened to Wang Mang's praise, snorted, and said unceremoniously: "Boy, you really should thank the old man. Without an old man, you would have died long ago!"

Wang Mang approached the corpse, squatted down, curled his lips when he heard the words, and said in his heart: "It sounds good, our lives are one, I'm dead, aren't you also dead?"

"Okay, okay, senior, please go to rest and rest, I will call you if I have something to do!" Wang Mang waved his hand at Gu Jiao, and then began to fumble for the body of the black-robed man, searching for useful things.

"Next time it's okay, don't just call me an old man! I need to concentrate on thinking about the last step of transforming a dragon, and don't tolerate the slightest interruption. After I completely succeed in transforming a dragon, there will be a place for me in this world!" Gu Jiao said quite proudly. The ten-meter huge body gradually shrank, and re-entered the blood marks on Wang Mang’s left arm.

Wang Mang was not interested in refuting Gu Jiao's self-proclaimed boast. He is now extremely curious about the strange black robe on this black robe man!

"What kind of material is this?! Quite extraordinary!" Wang Mang squatted beside the black robe man's body, grabbed his hood with both hands, and tugged, but the hood that looked extremely thin was as strong as steel! After letting go, the hood resembles the most advanced silk and feels very refreshing and comfortable!

Wang Mang stood up and observed the black robe for a while, but it was too troublesome to wear the black robe on the corpse to observe. Wang Mang simply pulled the black robe's belt and pulled the whole black robe off the corpse. Came down,

The withered and ugly corpse was lying on the street very unsightly, Wang Mang didn't care about it, after all, what the corpse still cares about!

Wang Mang held this black robe that had been peeled off the corpse and shook twice in the face of the sun. The dazzling sunlight shone on this strange robe, but the black robe looked particularly deep, it was not ordinary black! It's like the dim midnight sky, giving people a strange feeling of depression,

Wang Mang looked at this robe and nodded in satisfaction. The black robe's contribution is probably not small for the reason why the black robe is able to resist the slash of his crazy thunder knife!

It's just a slight regret that the back of this black robe has been worn away! A leak the size of a washbasin makes this black robe not so perfect!

Wang Mang frowned when he looked at this leak. A good piece of trophy is not beautiful. Later, I will see if there is anything to repair clothes in the stone tablet. If it is repaired, this black robe is of great value. Estimate!

Wang Mang thought about putting the black robe into the ring of the dragon, and looked down at the corpse at his feet. At this time, the civilians on both sides of the street and a few people with supernatural powers also boldly poked their heads out of the room and stared quietly. To Wang Mang,

Wang Mang looked around with feeling, but he didn't care, he just continued to carefully check whether there were any valuable things hidden everywhere in the corpse!