Bug Master In Doomsday

One sunny afternoon, Wang Mang slowly opened his eyes. What he saw was a white ceiling. He was lying on the only bed in the bedroom, looking at everything around him. The broken window was sealed by newspapers. There is not much furniture in it,

There are only two small bedside tables with an old water dispenser and my own insect sac. Molong guns and black knives are leaning against the wall. The computers on the computer desks are also covered with dust.

Wang Mang braced his body to sit up, but he couldn't do it at all. He was wrapped in gauze, his bandaged hands oozing red, Wang Mang effortlessly lifted the thin quilt, and found that his body had been wrapped up like a mummy. I want to move my body, it’s a pang of pain,

Leaning her head on the pillow, her mental energy was poured into the worm's lines. The original fat and lovely golden female worm had her body completely shriveled, just like a dead worm after being exposed to the sun, her golden skin was also wrinkled and looked like Very depressed,

"Oh!" Wang Mang sighed. The essence of life had been consumed when Wang Mang was in a coma. Even the mother worm was on the verge of death because of excessive energy transmission.

Thinking quietly, the bedroom door was pushed open. Liu Ying, who was carrying the gruel, was blowing the white gas of rice porridge, and saw Wang Mang on the bed looking at herself with his eyes open.

At first, there was a moment of ecstasy, followed by a burst of ecstasy on the pretty face. The porridge bowl in his hand couldn't be ignored. He put it directly on the computer desk and ran to the bedside. He held Wang Mang's right hand tightly, his red eyes still Drops of hot tears shed without waiting to speak,

"Xiaoying, I'm fine, don't cry" Wang Mang smiled laboriously, looking at Liu Ying with tears in front of him, his heart filled with the warmth and happiness of the rest of his life.

"Husband, you...finally...woke up. You have been in a coma for a month. You are worried about me. Fortunately, it's okay. Bodhisattva blesses, Bodhisattva blesses." Liu Ying put her hands together and kept grateful to the legendary god. ,

Wang Mang tried to touch her little head as usual, but the arm kept calling, just a numbness and tingling.

"Husband, don't move, you see that your arm is bleeding again, why are you so careless?" Liu Ying complained about Wang Mang's recklessness, while taking the medicine box, preparing to change Wang Mang's medicine again.

Wang Mang was lying on the bed, looking at Liu Ying, who was cleaning his wounds. There was a burst of sweetness in his heart, "Xiaoying, what's the matter with the scar on your arm?" Wang Mang saw Liu Ying bandaging the wound for himself and revealing the hideousness accidentally. The scar is a tingling pain in my heart,

"It's okay, Brother Mang, I accidentally bumped," Liu Ying's bandaging movement was obvious, and she pulled the sleeves down, her expression a little unnatural, "How is it possible, how could a centipede be hit by a bruise? A kind of wound, Xiaoying, tell me the truth, cough, cough, "Wang Mang was too agitated, coughing a little out of breath.

"Husband, husband, don't worry, I just said it." Liu Ying quickly put down the gauze in her hand, stroking Wang Mang's back and kept letting him down. "Actually, this wound is really not bruised. , I was scratched by my claws when I was fighting with the monster beast," Liu Ying's face was a little tangled, but she still told the origin of this wound.

"Wang Hu, he, cough, what did he eat? Besides Xiaoying, can't you be able to shoot wind blades remotely? Why were you scratched by monsters?"