Bug Master In Doomsday

After washing his hands, Wang Mang looked at the small smoke-smoked village not far away, and put away the monster beast that looked like a loach.

As soon as the palm worm pattern flashed, hundreds of flying worms sprang out.

The tiny suction cup actively sucked Wang Mang's limbs torso, vibrating his tiny wings, and slowly flew up.

Wang Mang lifted his feet off the ground, flew into the mid-air five or six meters above the ground, and flew slowly towards the small village at a speed similar to that of a bicycle.

As for the faster flying black three insects, Wang Mang has no plans to use it yet.

People are in danger, and they always have to keep some hole cards. Now, strangers in that village should find themselves, right?

Just as Wang Mang had guessed, the small village composed of dozens of small wooden houses has a large population.

Twenty strangers holding wooden bowls are squatting under a big leafy tree at the head of the village to eat.

They all have a pair of furry beast ears, but their eyes are faintly golden, and a tail that resembles a fox's tail swings twice from time to time.

These two dozen male strangers are squatting together, eating and chatting nonsense.

One of the middle-aged strangers with the most condensed aura and the most calm aura was surrounded by more than two dozen other people.

He is the only one who is not holding the bowl and squatting without image, but sitting on a small bench, holding the bowl and eating two bites of rice, while talking to other strangers.

"I said the third child, I told you several times, don't go hunting over the swamp,

The ring loach outcropping in the swamp, although not high in rank and aggressive, but their leader is a ruthless character.

I remember when I was young, there were more than a dozen third-tier characters in the village, especially our late old village chief, whose strength was at the third-tier peak.

I was only 21 years old, and I had just been promoted to the second rank.

At that time, all the fifteen Tier 3 warriors in the village were killed in order to hunt down the leader of the ring loach in the swamp!

Except for the seriously injured village chief, only the least powerful I escaped back.

I still remember the **** scenes clearly."

The middle-aged foreigner said, both of his furry ears trembled with excitement, and one hand was covering his eyes. It seemed that there was indescribable pain and soreness in his heart.

A handsome, handsome young stranger, with some unspeakable sadness on his face, put down his bowls and chopsticks.

"Brother Red Fox, I promise not to go to the swamp next time.

I went this time for the mother-in-law and the newborn daughter who were very weak.

I just want to hit a monster beast to replenish her body, so that the child will have enough milk."

The middle-aged stranger was a little annoyed when he heard what the old fox said:

"Naughty! The third child, I said you are not young anymore, why are you still ignorant?

There are more than 30 households in our village, and each family will give you some rations, which is just a bite of food.

No one has a difficult day. The unity and mutual assistance of the villagers in Huahu Village can be built in the wilderness here! "

"Yes, third brother, I will send some meat to your house later. I just beaten a yellow felt deer yesterday to help my sister-in-law."

A sturdy stranger with a simple face, holding a bowl, said with a silly smile,

The other strangers who were sitting around also expressed their comfort to the old fox.