With Zhao Bin's pressing, the snake-like mark is slowly disappearing, and Hong Wen's head is not so vicious. Naturally, it will not be counterfeited as before.

When Zhao Bin sweated on his forehead, his head had been lowered, and Zhao Bin turned to look at Hong Wen, his face was very relaxed.

"You can really unlock your head down!"

There was excitement in Hong Wen's eyes. The insect whose head had fallen had lost contact with him. It was obvious that the head had been broken and the insect had died.

Da Buwang looked at Zhao Bin with a confused look in his eyes. Since Zhao Bin could unravel his...