Chapter 1525

Zhou Ying left an unknown word and was escorted out by the members of the insect group. Wang Mang listened carefully to Zhou Ying's last words and narrowed his eyes.

What Zhou Ying said is mysterious, but he didn't pay attention to it. When everyone died, what storm could he bring?

"Hua - Hua!" The heavy iron chain was dragged on the cold ceramic tile, and Zhou Ying saw a piece of torture tool stained with purple black blood and smelling fishy.

Two pairs of powerful hands clamped his shoulders, and thrust his neck into the iron ring of the instrument of torture!

The icy iron ring was tightly embedded in Zhou Ying's neck, and his skin immediately appeared a piece of goose bumps. This is human's physiological reaction, which can't represent Zhou Ying's mood at this time!

There is no need to answer the question whether a person will fear or panic when facing death.

Every living person is the same before death, they will be confused, but very few people can overcome this point temporarily with firm consciousness.

Zhou Ying is obviously this kind of person. He doesn't believe in religion, but he has a firm belief. His last words reflect this point. In the face of death, he is obviously better than most people!

His body was in a twisted posture under the shackles of the instruments of torture, but his face was indifferent.

Poof, a bowl of hot wine is drunk and spit out by the man in black. The long, narrow, cold and bright sword reflects a cold light. The ancient ritual of hot wine stained on the blade is the last trace of respect for Zhou Ying, the death prisoner!

The cold light in the eyes of the man in black with the knife suddenly flashed, and the murderous spirit burst out, "Shua!" With the fall of a head, the blood gushed, and his limbs twisted and trembled abruptly.

But in three or five seconds, his trembling legs became soft and collapsed, and his arms were too weak to hang on the ground. Zhou Ying died. This time, he was not a double. He was really dead!

"Chief! The prisoner has been beheaded The man in black, with a few drops of blood on his chest, stood respectfully in front of Wang Mang and told the story of the prisoner's ambush in a cold voice.

Listening to the description of the man in black, Wang Mang seems to see the indifference on Zhou Ying's face before he died. The reason why he didn't watch Zhou Ying's decapitation with his own eyes is to give the profession of entomologist a respect. Zhou Ying is a qualified entomologist, and he is the same kind of person as himself.

"Master, do you want to find Zhou Ying, the insect that controls the double?"?! Those little insects must be in his palm

Wang Mang pondered a little, sighed a faint sigh, "I'd better get the female worms and those insects..."

his drooping left hand was on the ground. Wang Mang glanced at the headless corpse, then drew back his eyes and opened his palm. The ferocious worms seemed to roar towards the void, and the black worm pattern was mysterious and special.

Wang Mang grabbed the corpse's left hand, and the palm of his hand was close to the insect pattern. Suddenly, the power energy in his body was pouring out like a river of water.

Surging, powerful power energy poured into the insect print of a dead Master is too simple.

Mixed with the spiritual power of the power energy is almost unimpeded to pour in, Wang Mang use mental power, a face-to-face, to see Zhou Ying's insect pattern space clearly!

A plump and ferocious female insect has not yet breathed, a pair of mung bean sized insect eyes can still see a strong killing!