Bug Master In Doomsday

When the wolf saw Wang Mang’s puzzled appearance, he hurriedly explained: "Master, this is also a part of Infernal Hell, but it is not affected by Infernal’s pain. The prisoners here are all challengers who have failed in desperation. The outside world thinks they are. It's dead, not really!"

Wang Mang nodded suddenly, and couldn't help shaking his head, "That's it! These prisoners are the strongest group of people in this hell. If they all die, it would be a shame!"

"Mo Lan! Mo Lan! Hurry up! The game is your turn!"

In that luxurious underground prison, a young man wearing a black jailer's uniform with bright eyes trot into the hall excitedly.

Suddenly, he stopped, looked at Wang Mang who had never seen him in surprise, frowned and looked at it for a long time, before asking puzzledly: "This man, why don't you wear clothes!"

"I...I...!" Wang Mang looked at his non-inch-length body with some suspicion, his face suddenly reddened, "Cough! Cough! Can this brother give it to me? Put on a set of clothes, I just came out of the desperate situation, the original clothes are already broken!"

"Oh!" The black jailer nodded clearly, a black light flashed in his palm, and a brand new black prison uniform appeared instantly, "I don't have any other clothes here, man, you will wear it!"

"Cough cough, it's okay, it's okay!" Wang Mang chuckled and quickly took over the prisoner and wore it on his body a few times. Not to mention, even though Wang Mang was wearing a prisoner, he still couldn't conceal that extremely powerful physical aura!

Xu, the young jailer in black, just reacted, looking at Wang Mang with a shocked expression on his face, with a trembling tone: "Man, you...you...have you passed the desperate situation?! "

"Yeah! Is this so weird?!" Wang Mang was also a little bit funny in the shocked tone of this person. After the young jailer chatted with himself for a while, did he realize that he was different?

After receiving Wang Mang’s affirmative answer, the young jailer turned around like a wild horse running off the rein, rushing towards the corridor, running wildly and shouting: "Someone has passed the desperate situation, you have hope of freedom. Up!"

One of the rooms is dimly lit, full of books, and in the ‘study’ of copybooks,

An old man with white temples and a slightly sullen face was leaning on a gently swaying recliner, watching intently at a thread-bound ancient book in his hand, and the young jailer’s loud screams spread to him from far and near. In the ear,

His old hands suddenly closed the thread-bound ancient book, and a pair of turbid old eyes flashed with two brilliant lights, "The waiter is finally here! The old man painstakingly studied the military strategy of ten years, and conspiracy, even if it is a piece of commonplace. Iron should be forged into a sword for so many years!"

"Good! Good! After I go out, I must make the hateful cultivators pay the price of blood,"

A hideous alien with leopard spots all over his body grinned in excitement and smashed the steel wall with a ‘bang’!

Looking at the young jailer's extremely excited appearance, Wang Mang shook his head funny, and asked Mo Lan, who was lying on top of Ugly's head: "Mo Lan, what's the matter with this jailer, why does he look so excited and happy!"

Mo Lan’s limp body stood up, and she knew Wang Mang’s question very well.

"Hehe, Wang Mang, you don’t know about that. We usually call him Xiaohei the jailer. There are more than a dozen prisoners in this prison who are guarded by strangers. Now he can save a few troubles. He doesn’t know. How happy are you!"