Bug Master In Doomsday

"Perhaps it would be worthwhile to redeem Xiaohe home at the price of his own body..." The thought that emerged in Zhang Nan's heart was like a green sprout that had been moisturized. Out of control.

His eyes gradually became firm, and he asked decisively: "My lord, let's start the experiment. If I die, I won't have that life, but...sir, I beg you. If I die, I hope you can save my life. He redeemed the cave and gave her a little more money so that she could find a good family to marry."

As Zhang Nan spoke, a sweet smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. The ancients once said: Hearing the Tao in the morning, he will die in the evening. What if he really died for Xiaohe? As long as she can be happy.

Wang Mang and Yao Sen looked at each other, and they couldn't help but smile. Yao Sen blinked at Wang Mang insignificantly, with a look of scorn on his face deliberately, he pointed at Zhang Nan viciously and threatened:

"What are you thinking about?! If you fail the experiment, what is the name of Xiaohe, I will send her directly to the land of the fireworks willow alley, so that she will become a lowly pheasant from an entertainer, what I said Just do it!"

"How can you do this!!" Zhang Nan was stunned for a while, and then the facial features on his face were distorted because of anger. Regardless of his identity, he yelled frantically: "If you do this, I will die as a ghost. I won't let you go!"

"Haha! Being a ghost? I'm not afraid of you while you are alive. Will I still be afraid of you when you die?!" Yao Sen patted Zhang Nan's cheek very insultingly, stood up and turned towards Wang Mang and said: "The leader , Let’s start the experiment quickly, I think this Nan’s mood looks pretty good!"

The corner of Wang Mang's mouth rose slightly, and with a wave of one hand, a swift and lightning-like centipede slammed into Zhang Nan's face, and the whispers of the urn sounded shallowly in his ears:

"Zhang Nan, if your experiment fails and you die, that artist Xiaohe will become the lowest kind of person, maybe... she has to endure the insults and spurns of men of different vulgarities every day, and is mocked by everyone. Coldly scorned,

She would live better than death every day. In the end, under the dual pressure of body and physiology, her mind collapsed and became a lunatic fool, and finally died on the street. "

"No...no...no..." Zhang Nan opened a pair of godless eyes and whispered with his chapped lips. He tried not to listen to Wang Mang's whisper in his ear, but the more he resisted , The whispering magic voice was even more clearly printed in his mind, lingering no matter what.

"No! I don't want this... I want to survive! Only if I survive can Xiaohe live happily, who can bully her again! I, Zhang Nan, swear here!"

His eyes were angrily open like a demon, two drops of red blood and tears flowed down the corners of his eyes, he didn't want to die, he couldn't die because of Xiaohe!

"No!" He suddenly raised his head and roared, and the sharp and deep mouthparts of the little centipede plunged into his throat. The pale golden female worm's blood and purple-black venom were completely injected into Zhang Nan's body.

"Uh~~~Uh~~" Zhang Nan's passionate voice stopped abruptly, as if being pinched in his throat, and his dark, smelly throat and flesh and blood made him hypoxia.

He clutched his throat tightly with his right hand, and a huge pustule suddenly bulged. Even though he was clutching his palm, the pustule swelled more and more until it burst.

The foul-smelling pus splashed his hand, and the strong corrosiveness caused his brain to endure double pain from the throat and hands.