Bug Master In Doomsday

"Don't kneel down when you see the priest!" With a cold face, the bald head kicked on the leg of the barbarian with a sullen face and a generous and righteous appearance. The barbarian was kicked abruptly, his legs staggered, and his wounded knee hit the ground directly.

"Liliguo~lu!" The barbarian turned his head in disgust and glanced at the bald head behind him, spitting out a thick phlegm in his mouth towards his face.

"Damn it, **** it!" The bald head dodged easily, his fierce face was full of ferocious anger, one hand was holding his hair, and the other was clenched tightly, and the big fist'banged' A muffled sound hit his back.

"Wow!" A mouthful of dirty blood sprayed on the ground like a blood arrow, ‘bang! boom! boom! With a few more fierce punches, the bones of the barbarian's back were a little deformed, and the blood vomited from his mouth was flowing on the ground like spring water.

"Okay, okay, don't fight Xiaowu, if you're killed, will you go get me another one?!" Wang Hu drew his ears impatiently.

Holding a cigarette rolled up from straw paper in his right hand, he took a deep breath, and at least half a centimeter of the cigarette was burned by sparks.

"Hoo-!" Wang Hu frowned a mouthful of turbid smoke. He slammed half of the cigarette to the ground viciously, stood up a little irritably, and patted the barbarian on the cheek insultingly. Said with a hint of anger:

"Do you know? We are lost. I advise you to lead us out of this forest as soon as possible."

Wang Hu stared at him coldly and didn't say anything cruel. After these three years of experience, his little humanity was almost wiped out. A completely barbaric tribe... eating captives, Eat the tribe members who are about to die...he has seen too much in the past few years...

He has seen this kind of cannibalism hundreds of times. Under such an environment, what kind of humanity can he pay attention to? The barbarian refused to say, so he was buried.

Wang Hu's indifference revealed from the depths of his soul caused the pale barbarian kneeling on the ground to swallow a mixture of saliva and blood, his teeth trembling unconsciously.

"Goo~oo!" He moved his lips and murmured two weird bytes. His hands were tied back, and his upper body was bent forward in fear, until his forehead touched his blood-soaked soil. Wang Hu's sullen expression only eased a little.

"See you have a third-order aura? Will this thing be used?!"

Wang Hu took out an exquisite and magnificent silver ring, threw it with one hand, looked at the barbarian with a blank face, looked at the sky helplessly, and let out a faint breath, "Dog, give him this thing. Put it on!"

Wang Hu threw the ring to the side, holding the dog baby who was studying the primary school textbook carefully, and took out a bulging bag from his backpack.

The bag was full of dried tobacco. As soon as he opened it, his subordinates handed over paper. He skilfully rolled up a cigarette, snapped his fingers, and lit the cigarette with the touch of sparks.

"Okay, sacrifice!" Gouwa put away the textbook, rubbed the ring with two fingers, and took out a slender knife with the thickness of a pencil from his waist with the other hand. In an instant, he scratched the barbarian's brows. He made a hole, took a ring with blood and put it on his finger.