"Master! You're back. " Bai Jue looked at the blood dragon falling from the sky. When Wang Mang jumped down and fell to the ground, he approached Wang Mang and said hello.

"Back Wang Mang smiles at Bai Jue and pats him on the shoulder. "How's it going? Now how's my maid combat Corps training? "

Speaking of this, Bai Jue's smile suddenly subsided, and he shook his head helplessly,

"these alien women are very good-looking, but they are not stupid. They don't have any fighting consciousness. They are far less relaxed and comfortable than when they were training the black armour troops!"

"Ha ha ha! That's for sure, or I won't let Bai Jue spend your time on it. "

Wang Mang looked at Bai Jue's bitter gourd face and couldn't help laughing twice. He patted him on the back and turned to Huahu village. "Bai Jue, please continue to train. I'll go to the dungeon and pick up two prisoners!"

"Eh! That seems to be Lord Wang Mang! " The guard, dressed in heavy black armor and holding a thick spear, stood straight at the entrance of the dungeon,

he wiped his eyes, looked at Wang Mang walking towards here not far away, and exclaimed: "it seems that he is really Lord Wang Mang!"

"Stop chirping, let's just stand guard!" Another soldier guarding the dungeon said, subconsciously straightening his back and standing straight.

"See Lord Wang Mang!" As Wang Mang approached, the two guards knelt down on one knee with spears in hand and gave a respectful shout.

"Get up! I'll go to the dungeon and have a look! " Wang Mang waved his hand casually and walked straight towards the dark, damp and bloody dungeon steps,

"ah "I want to die! Let me die "Roar!" The screams came to Wang Mang's ear curtain....

the dungeon warden, wearing a white mask and a snow-white coat, trotted to Wang Mang's side,

"master, are you here to check the dungeon facilities? Or do you want to find out which prisoner? "

The warden with a mask on his face asked in a voice, and threw the gloves stained with thick black blood on his hands into the garbage can,

his white coat soaked in blood was also taken off and hung up, but the mask on his face had not been taken off...

Wang Mang looked at the warden beside him, narrowed his eyes and asked: "is there any kind of dungeon that has completely given in Who hasn't been released yet?! If so, bring two to me now! I have an experiment I want to do! "

"No problem! Master The warden's long, narrow and cold eyes narrowed slowly. In this dark and humid dungeon, he was like a devil who chose people to eat, with a pair of eyes shining with venomous essence.

He turned to the two men on duty and said a few words. The two men nodded solemnly, took a key hanging on the wall and walked towards the dark corridor.

in a minute or two, the two prison guards escorted the two prisoners who were wearing handcuffs and foot cuffs, numb and desperate, to Wang Mang's body.

"Did their consciousness completely collapse?" Wang Mang could not help but frown when he saw that the two prisoners were dead.

the warden wearing a white mask gave out an ugly smile and patted his chest confidently.

"master, I can't guarantee that there is no problem with these two spirits, but they all look like this after staying in the dungeon for a long time!"