Chapter 777

"You don't understand, and you don't look like that!" Wang Mang's weak but clear words lingered in Wang Hu's ears. His eyes widened, his hand holding the dagger stuttered, and his body was slightly stiff.

suddenly, a smile of regret appeared on his ferocious face, "I've pretended to be like this, don't you be fooled? It's a pity that all my efforts have been wasted

Wang Mang coughed two times and spat out a big mouthful of warm blood. He wiped the blood foam on the corner of his mouth and laughed miserably. "Ah Hu, he's not so careful. He hasn't given me any gifts since he was a child. You've miscalculated that!"

"It's impossible, I read your memory directly, which can't be wrong."

Wang Hu frowned slightly, puzzled. Everything he simulated was taken from Wang Mang's memory. Bringing a gift is absolutely true, how can it not exist!!

"Hey, hey! I said, you've miscalculated! " Wang Mang's two rows of white teeth stained with blood grinned, showing a trace of euphoria and excitement about the success of the plot.

Wang Hu's rough and ferocious face showed a sense of astonishment. He understood it in an instant, with a look of rage in his eyes. He grabbed Wang Mang's collar and yelled: "bastard, how dare you cheat me!"

"What about deceiving you? You're not telling the truth Wang Mang was yanked by Wang Hu's collar, his throat couldn't be restrained, and he coughed violently, but the corner of his mouth was still a provocative smile,

"damn you!" Wang Hu's eyes were red, and his big fist suddenly hit Wang Mang's side face,

Wang Mang's fragile body fell to the ground at the moment when he was hit by the powerful and heavy blow, and the dagger inserted in the left chest rib with the handle of the knife fell into his heart, and his consciousness gradually blurred with a burst of pain,

there was a faint voice of Wang Hu's sarcasm in his ear, "Oh, you'll be successful if you pass me in the future? When you get to the next level, you will know the pain of your favorite things being slowly destroyed! "

With the sound and color of this road, Wang Mang's consciousness gradually degenerated, until he fell into a lonely darkness!

"Honey, honey? Husband, wake up, it's time to go to work. "A familiar and sweet voice came into Wang Mang's ear,

he gently moved his eyelashes, trying to open his eyes, but he felt that his eyelids were very thick. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't open them!

After a long time, Wang Mang suddenly felt that his body had recovered a little strength, and his five senses were gradually clear,

"hoo, where am I?" He struggled to prop up his body, and suddenly felt nausea and syncope coming from his back neck to his head, and his chest was tingling,

Wang Mang's bloodshot eyes were full of fatigue and tiredness, and he looked at everything around him. He had just been killed by Wang Hu. What did he mean before he died?!

And the familiar female voice that just appeared in my ear, whose is it?! How do you sound like Xiaoying!

Wang Mang had one question after another in his heart. After thinking about it for a long time, he didn't understand it. He simply gave up thinking and rested in bed,

"husband, you wake up!" Looking at Wang Mang who regained consciousness, a woman in perfect shape, dressed as a housemaid, immediately laughed, holding a wooden pallet on which several dishes of delicious dishes and a bowl of tempting rice porridge with a faint smell of rice were placed