Wang Mang lifted the visor on his face, revealing a harmless faint smile.

He grasped a wooden sign with five little ghosts engraved on the waist of the leader, pulled it abruptly, took it in his hand and looked at it carefully, smiled and patted the jailer leader's cheek, and slowly said: "I suddenly Changed my mind again!"

The dying jailer leader’s incomprehensible eyes revealed strong hatred. Wang Mang looked at his hateful eyes, smiled and pushed the silver sword deeper, until the jailer leader couldn’t support it anymore. Go down and stop breathing immediately!

The head of the jailer who lost his support slumped to the ground, his body turned into a pile of scorched black ash, only the black iron knife was only slightly reddened, and it did not turn into a pool of flowing iron juice!

Wang Mang bent down and picked up the hot black iron knife, took a casual glance and received it in the storage ring.

The material of this sword is far inferior to the silver sword in his hand, but it is almost the same as the captured bronze broad sword!

Wang Mang looked around and looked at the rows of prisoners whose eyes were bleak locked on the walls of the square. His brows were slightly frowned, and he stepped to a prisoner and patted him on the cheek!

The prisoner who had no gods in his eyes seemed to be totally unable to perceive Wang Mang's movements, and kept his head down as before, without reacting at all!

"Is this my mind being stunned by pain? It shouldn't be!"

Wang Mang frowned and murmured, and then looked around, the prisoners' eyes were surprisingly similar, and they were also lookless, like dead people!

"Friend! Can you come over, I feel the same breath in you and me!"

A prisoner who was nailed to his limbs by nine iron nails, and whose body was tightly locked by chains, was grinning at the corners of his stiff mouth, smiling slightly at Wang Mang.

When Wang Mang heard this, he slightly raised his head and saw a gentle-faced middle-aged man smiling at him on the tall, hot city wall, but what looked a little strange and terrifying was that his mouth was used by insects to eat and chew. Device!

"Who are you?" Wang Mang asked, staring at his face, his eyes narrowed, and his urn sounded.

"Like you, I am also a bug master!"

The elegant middle-aged man looked at Wang Mang calmly, with a scarlet tongue sticking out of his mouth, and lightly licked the hard and calcified mouthparts. The serrations on the mouthparts seemed to light up a bit!

There was a hint of disbelief in Wang Mang's eyes, and he looked at him from start to finish, "What did you commit? Why were you locked up here?!"

The elegant middle-aged man moved his ugly mouthparts and sighed deeply: "I didn't commit anything, just to pursue strength. The road of Mushishi is very narrow. There are two strange insects in this hell, as long as Get one of them, the outside world can be respected!"

"Oh? Tell me!" Wang Mang rubbed his chin with interest, urging the middle-aged man to say quickly.

"You want to know? It's very simple! Help me lift the bondage, and I'll tell you!" The middle-aged man smiled grimly, glanced at the thick nails on his body, with a few words in his words. Quite a joke!

"Okay!" Wang Mang looked at him, shouted proudly, the black wings of the insect armor spread out, flying in front of him, holding the iron nail that had been cut into the wall with one hand, he yanked it, and brought out a burst of hot The heat wave!

In the same way, the nine iron nails that fixed the middle-aged man's body were pulled out one by one by Wang Mang, and only the thick iron chain remained tightly bound to his body!