The dark monster was pierced into his heart, struggled a few times, lay on the ground, and his breath slowly weakened until he died. Wang narrowly escaped death and looked up at the floor. It was a light flying from the sky to kill the monster.

Whose masterpiece?

Wang called several times, but no one answered. The little boy fell to the ground, unconscious and looked very poor. She felt pity and wanted to hold him away from the dark memory place, but a light came again and pierced the little boy's eyebrows.

ah

The little boy's body convulsed, his face blackened, and finally turned into a pile of bones.

Wang's expression was dull.

When the little boy died, he was killed in front of him, or the man who killed the monster. Wang was very angry and shouted, "who are you? Come out and why do you want to kill innocent people!"

No response.

Maybe disdain to respond.

Wang roared wildly, like crazy. When she was out of control, a sigh came. She suddenly turned back, but she saw Yang Ping standing at the door, her face calm, came in, and said in a trembling voice, "did you do it?"

"Good."

Yang Ping said calmly, his eyes did not look at the king, but on the monster's body. Although the dark monster is dead, it still has a lot of research value. At least we can find the source from the corpse.

Wang rushed to him, pointed to the little boy's bones and said in a cold voice, "you killed the monster. You're powerful, but why did you do it to a child? He didn't make a mistake at all."

Yang Ping said coldly, "he's long dead. He's just a controlled puppet."

"Shut up!"

Wang certainly won't believe Yang Ping's nonsense. The tragic death of the little boy's parents caused him great psychological trauma. She wanted to save the little boy from the darkness and make up for her guilt. Yang Ping killed him.

Unforgivable!

Wang shuddered and said, "you killed a child. Don't you have any guilt in your heart? He's already miserable, but you're not as good as animals. I read you wrong."

Yang Ping frowned. It's better to keep silent than explain too much. Wang Jing's supernatural power is not high and he is easily bewitched. This monster is best at bewitching others. The little boy was refined into a blood slave and has no soul for a long time. Before, he was just a bait to bewitch Wang. Unexpectedly, Wang fell into too deep.

"No, you go to the public security bureau with me now. You are suspected of intentional homicide!"

Wang took out his handcuffs, handcuffed Yang Ping, and said in a deep voice, "I arrest you on behalf of the tragically dead children and their family. Yang Ping, if you still have a conscience, come back with me."

Yang Ping showed her displeasure. Wang's character is very impulsive. She doesn't need to think about things. She doesn't know how she became a criminal police captain in the past. It is estimated that she depends on her family's relationship, but she can't even see the most obvious bait. It's really an idiot.

"I don't have time to play with you."

Yang Ping swept the monster's body and turned away. With a click, the handcuffs were broken. Wang pulled and almost sat on the ground. He rushed to Yang Ping and shouted, "murderer, I want to arrest you."

"Enough!"

Yang Ping's heart was not good. He shouted loudly, making Wang pale. He said in a deep voice, "I said I didn't kill innocent people indiscriminately. The child would have died long ago. If I hadn't done it just now, you would have become the child's food. Understand?"

Wang ha ha smiled and said with a sad smile, "Yang Ping, you are very powerful and powerful. I am not your opponent. But do you think that if you are strong, you can ignore life from above? Can you ignore the life and death of others? Can you trample on the right to survival of ordinary people?"

"I misjudged you. I thought you were different from other Jianghu people. At least you were honest and kind. Unexpectedly, I was wrong and always misjudged you. Compared with other Jianghu people, you are more cruel and ruthless."

Every word Wang said was questioning Yang Ping. He was hysterical. This action was greatly stimulated, which was very different from his usual performance. At the same time, his hatred for Yang Ping broke out.

Ask not for hate.

She once liked Yang Ping, but because of Zhu Xi's relationship, she withdrew from the competition and admitted that Yang Ping was a very attractive man, but later met Duan Fei. She thought she could find true love, but she didn't expect that Duan Fei was a hypocrite and deceived her feelings.

So she began to hate Yang Ping and felt that her life would not be so chaotic if Yang Ping didn't appear.

Later, when Zhu Xi was close to Yang Ping, Wang felt that he should bless. At least Zhu Xi was the best friend, and at least Yang Ping could entrust her for life. However, the relationship between Yang Ping and Zhu Xi was unclear. Every time he saw Zhu Xi standing in front of the window and looking at the scenery of Longcheng, he knew that Zhu Xi was tangled and painful until Zhu Xi completely disappeared for two months. She's almost crazy.

All this is thanks to Yang Ping.

Now Yang Ping's killing of the little boy is tantamount to overwhelming the last straw in Wang's heart, and all his despair and resentment burst out.

The darkness of the sky grew, and the king's eyes turned black. The power that did not belong to him hidden in the depths of his heart, and even the hand that had been controlling her destiny all the time, turned the direction fiercely.

From great love to hatred.

Yang Ping's eyebrows beat and stared at Wang. She felt the unusual dark smell in her body. The dark smell was too strong. It was enough to enter the top three in the darkness he had seen, even more terrible than that in Zhu Xi's body.

Yang Ping was awed when he thought of Wang's death and resurrection.

"From now on, I only hate you."

Wang's expression was cold and his eyes were full of strong resentment. He stared at Yang Ping like an enemy who killed his father and said, "you are not human. Sooner or later, I will bring you to justice." he said, turned and left.

Yang Ping wanted to stop, but his raised palm fell slowly.

In Zhu Xi's face, he didn't want to embarrass the king. At least, some of Wang's hatred is right. Due to Zhu Xi's reasons, he has failed to live up to too much, resulting in Zhu Xi's life and death so far and can't be saved. Yang Ping feels guilty in his heart.

"I hope I can redeem myself."

Yang Ping didn't feel evil about the dark breath in the king's body, but she didn't feel good, so let her leave. The dark force hidden in the body is the king's amulet. If you encounter other experts, even in the realm of saints, the king may not die.

This is a disguised protection of the king.

After taking a deep look at the monster body in Tiandi building, there was an urgent brake sound outside. Yang Ping turned his head, showed a sarcastic smile and disappeared in place. Soon, a group of experts rushed in, checked the threat and carried the monster's body away.

A car left quickly.

The license plate number comes from the military region.

This is the reason why Yang Ping ridiculed.

Those people still want to study, regardless of the life and death of the people. They seem to expect that he will stop them. There is no need to worry at all. Some high-level military officials with ulterior motives take advantage of Yang Ping's love for the people of Longcheng and constantly use him. Even if the people of Longcheng are threatened with destruction, they will not take action as long as Yang Ping is not dead.

Maple Leaf club.

Peach blossoms within ten miles. Taochengxi looked at the sky in the peach blossom, with faint eyes and faint breath.