Bai Jue's character, Wang Mang, is quite clear. He can build up a power to dominate Pengshi by means of a mortal means. With this ability, he can be called Xiaoxiong!

But his ideal, Wang Mang seems to have never heard of him! Wang Mang frowned slightly and asked in a slow voice, "Bai Jue, just say that if it doesn't conflict with my idea, it doesn't matter!"

Bai Jue was lying on the bed, his eyes were shining with two lights,

"my ideal is to build a White army of tens of thousands of people, I want them to be crazy! Fearless of death! You can give everything for the faith in your heart

"That's it?" Wang Mang was dumbfounded. He felt that Bai Jue's ideal was both reasonable and expected. Among other things, the black armor army he built was very suitable for Bai Jue's conditions!

The same fanaticism, the same intrepid, for the faith in the heart can not hesitate to pay life!

"Does the army you built need to be loyal to you?"

Wang Mang stood up slowly from the bedside, his sharp eyes narrowed. Whether he could save Bai Jue or not depends on his answer!

Bai Jue blinked his eyes and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"if an army is compared to an extremely sharp sword, I just want to be a swordsman. As for the use of a sword, after a year of ideological precipitation, I think it is not suitable!"

"If you can forge a sword, you don't have to use it well! So, Wang Mang, don't worry! "

The smile on Bai Jue's face is sincere and brilliant. He is very smart, and he knows Wang Mang very well. What Wang Mang doesn't want, he will never do it!

"It's enough to have you, but... Before I can save you, I have to use some means. After all, there are some things that are not afraid of ten thousand, just in case."

Bai Jue blinked with a smile! Just like Lu Chuan... OK, Wang Mang, if you have any means, you can use it on me. I will never resist! "

Wang Mang nodded, waved his left hand, and called out the soft and collapsed Mulan from the insect mustard ring, "Mulan, please!"

The listless Mo LAN lay on Wang Mang's shoulder, arched up slightly, looked at Bai Jue, who was paralyzed and motionless on the bed, and said with disdain: "Wang Mang, you are getting more and more confused. Now you have to deal with a useless man, and I want to do it!"

"Cough!" As soon as Zhang Lan wanted to drink a glass of water, she was choked.

she looked at Mo LAN lying on Wang Mang's shoulder, and she was speechless and shocked. She said that he was useless in front of others. Is that really good?

Wang Mang was also a little embarrassed when he heard the speech. He patted Mo Lan's body and said to Bai Jue awkwardly, "Bai Jue, you don't mind. Mo LAN can't speak!"

"It's OK, it's OK." Bai Jue didn't mind at all. In this paralyzed year, no matter how ugly he was, he had heard them. With his psychological quality, they didn't affect him.

Mo Lan's back quickly condensed into a red and black grinding plate, and a snow-white ball condensed from the middle of the grinding plate,

Wang Mang took it and looked at Bai Jue quietly, "Bai Jue, once you take it, there is no turning back!"

"Come on!" The smile on Bai Jue's face, as always, seemed to face a sweet candy instead of a controlled white pill!

Wang Mang nodded and put the white pill to his mouth. Bai Jue swallowed it directly without hesitation. It was only three or five seconds before his eyes suddenly showed an unprecedented special emotion!