Do you sign a blood contract? Zhou Ying thought about it thoroughly. Wang Mang had a deep understanding of the blood contract. It was nothing more than using the blood of both parties as a medium to maintain the contract with the help of the world's rules.

He also signed a blood contract with other people in his early years, which is really good as a means to check and balance the two sides.

But what strength is Wang Mang now? Tier 5 peak! Where is Zhou Ying? Not even the second order! At the point where the power gap between the two sides was so great, even if Wang Mang directly killed Zhou Ying, he could completely bear the punishment imposed by the blood contract!

Besides, he has driven out tens of thousands of invaders for this world. Will the world punish him or not.

Wang Mang squinted his eyes and stared at the phantom of Zhou Ying in his mind. After a while, he nodded slowly, "Yes, I promised this condition! Three days! I only give you three days! Three days! Then I want the female worm in your hand!"

It stands to reason that a phantom sealed in the waist card can't hear Wang Mang's words, but...the Zhou Ying, who is composed of tens of thousands of blue illusory rays of light, smiled and looked a little cheerful.

"This is the best, Master Wang Mang, I know how many catties I have, and it is precisely because I know that I don't want to be an enemy of your lord. After three days, I will contact you again."

As soon as the voice fell, the blue illusory light gradually distorted, turned into a little bit of aura and disappeared in Wang Mang’s mind. Sitting on a leather chair, Wang Mang, with his fingers slightly bent, tapped the meeting with his knuckles. With the long solid wood table he used, his sword eyebrows were slightly frowned, as he analyzed Zhou Ying, the'stranger' in his heart.

Mushishi with first-order strength is really rare. Wang Mang, who is also a Mushishi, clearly knows that as a special ability of ten awakened people in the whole world.

In the early days of the last days, the Mushishi can be said to be powerful in the same tier regardless of whether it is a long-range attack or a melee. .

It's been nearly five years since the end of the world broke out. Is this week's shadow really only one level? !

Wang Mang shook his head with some incomprehension, raised his hand to beckon Ma Jian beside him, and let him sit on the leather chair beside him, "Ma Jian has had a conflict with our insect team this week? "

Ma Jian opened the chair and sat down, and replied solemnly: "Indeed, the leader, this week's shadow is a member of the rebellion gathering place. There was a battle with a weak team under me. In the end, only one had just joined. The youth of the team survived, and he brought this waistband back!"

Ma Jian thought about it and told Wang Mang all the details of the battle he knew from Xiaohang. The more Wang Mang listened, the more definitely there was something wrong with the movie this week, at least his strength should be fake!

"Ma Jian, you told me that Zhou Ying had a conflict with members of our worm group. Now you tell me carefully about the details of Zhou Ying's use of worms. He really only has one rank? Could it be that? Did the young man who escaped make a mistake in his observation?"

Facing Wang Mang’s question, Ma Jian was also a little embarrassed for a while. He was not a witness to that battle. Even if he listened carefully to the details, how could he know the moves made in a flash?

Looking at Ma Jian’s embarrassment, Wang Mang suddenly felt a little irritable. He patted Ma Jian on the shoulder and handed him a cigarette. The tobacco was lit. Wang Mang opened his mouth and exhaled a turbid smoke. His eyes were cast towards the people who were still sitting at the long solid wood table.