Bug Master In Doomsday

Wang Mang supported his body with his hands, sat up hard, raised his head again and poured a bottle of life essence, waited for his face to regain rosy, he said with exclamation.

"This life essence is good, but it is not very effective for that kind of extremely serious trauma, so it can only hang on to life, and will not die,"

Wang Mang took off his **** coat, revealing a wound that had some signs of pus. There was no whole piece of good meat on his chest. Only the pale and pink ribs and faintly squirming internal organs could be seen. Wang Mang gently stroked and hissed with his hand. ! In an instant there was a heart-wrenching pain!

In fact, in the Black Alley Hall, the palm that Wang Mang took to Jin Hui absolutely exceeded his body's ability to withstand the line!

Unfortunately, it was too late to cover the beetle, too late to effectively evade, so I could only control the slight tension of the muscles and reduce part of the damage.

But the power and toxicity of Jinhui's Yagi Poison Palm is simply outrageous! My heart was almost exploded by the shock, and the flesh was instantly poisoned into rotten flesh.

But Wang Mang looked at the ribs that were gradually turning from white to black at the wound. He gritted his teeth and made up his mind. The poison was already in his bones. If he didn't receive treatment, he was afraid that he would be abolished in the future!

"Ahu, heat the dagger in a charcoal basin!" Wang Mang endured the pain and stroked the wound, looking for the most serious area on the wound.

After receiving a small black dagger heated by Wang Hu, he gritted his teeth and gasped for a breath, and used the sharp blade to scrape off the most poisoned rib.

"Bah~ Bah~ Bah~" There was a sound of burning flesh and blood, "Huh~!" Wang Mang frowned, snorted coldly, and a few drops of sweat ran down on both sides of his forehead.

The sharp and hot blade scraped Wang Mang's chest and the remaining gray ribs, and the only flesh and blood was instantly burned by the high temperature!

Pieces of black poisonous stains were scraped off by Wang Mang with a hot sharp knife, and a burst of nerve-like violent stings made Wang Mang’s rock-solid will be a little trance.

When he was about to faint, Wang Mang stopped pouring a bottle of life essence, reheated the knife, and continued the cruel scraping and detoxification.

Standing on the side, Wang Hu looked at Wang Mang's self-harming, but he gritted his teeth and hated why his strength was so weak!

"Huh~ It's finally over!" Wang Mang put the dagger in his hand beside the bed at this time, his original masculine face became extremely pale, his eyes revealed the deep fatigue and weakness, and there was a slight relief;

"Ahu, I want to rest for a while. You can watch for me for a while. If it's dangerous, wake me up as soon as possible." Wang Mang scrubbed the dirty blood on his chest with the water in the bucket, his eyes half-opened tired. , Showing a little scarlet blood,

"Brother Mang, go to sleep, I will definitely guarantee your safety!" Wang Hu's eyes also turned red, revealing a little self-blame.

Wang Mang smiled and handed the Qiankun bag pinned to his waist to Wang Hu and said, "Ahu, you can count the materials in this Qiankun bag. If you don't understand it, call Sun Er in. You must have it tomorrow morning. Call me up, tomorrow I remember it is the most important spring auction of Wanbao Pavilion in this time and space, you must not miss it!

Wang Hu took the Qiankun bag and nodded solemnly. After Wang Mang finished explaining the matter, there was a wave of tiredness in his mind.

Wang Mang also couldn't help lying on the bed. When he closed his eyes, he fell into a deep sleep.