Wang Yibing's dull gaze, but his heart is becoming more and more depressed, he has figured it out, he is even more afraid, he is afraid of losing all his relatives, all the people close to him, is it destined to be extremely lonely if he wants to become a king?

Chen Ruxue didn't speak, she surrounded Wang Yibing from behind, her chest was tightly pressed against his back, she wanted to give him warmth, tell her, even if she was like this, she still loved him without hesitation, and was willing to pay for her.

Who is she, she is the unique goddess of snow and snow, she is willful, she is independent, is she crazy?

She is also a strong person, her heart is strong, she will fight for the man she identifies, Du Liyun's death, she blames herself very much, she is willing to die instead of her, but this is no longer possible, after self-blame, she can only face it with her man.

Thundered!

Thundered......

The moonlight was too cold, the black clouds rolled up, there was lightning and thunder, and it was pouring rain, Wang Yibing was motionless in the courtyard and hugged Du Liyun, he wanted to accompany her and accompany her through the last days......

The blood behind him flowed out and slowly diluted......

Thundered......

Wang Yibing's ears were also rumbling, and one after the other, suddenly his face kept twitching, and his whole body began to tremble, rumbling......

When the lightning and thunder came, Wang Yibing's heart suddenly felt like a river and a sea, he only felt that there was a force to break through, and a breath in his chest was about to spew out, as if he couldn't help but shout.

"A soldier, a soldier, don't scare me!"

Chen Ruxue hugged Wang Yibing tightly, she felt that Wang Yibing's entire body seemed to be about to crack, and a powerful force was colliding with each other, she felt the anger of his body, and she was heartbroken.

Thundered......

"Ah......h

Wang Yibing stood up suddenly, Chen Ruxue couldn't help but fall on the grass, looking at Wang Yibing's twitching body, she screamed in a heart-splitting voice, she got up and wanted to hug it, but she immediately let it bounce away.

The heart of the seven wounds was the core of the Seven Wounds Fist, and in the case of heartbreaking, in the roar of the powerful thunder, Wang Yibing's heart of the seven wounds was awakened, and the heart of the seven wounds suddenly operated, Wang Yibing had never felt such a powerful air flow, and with his long shout, the sadness gushed out like a spring.

………………

The thunder suddenly stopped.

The rain suddenly stopped.

The frantic shouting suddenly stopped.

In the early morning, his eyes were like clear streams, his face was cold and cold, sadness shrouded his whole body, accompanied by a layer of sunlight sprinkled, feeling the madness of his body, Wang Yibing suddenly moved his fist like a shadow, and involuntarily danced wildly......

But in Chen Ruxue's eyes, it was just a shadow of going in and out.

If you are not sad, you are not crazy, seven wounds, fists are heart-to-heart, fists are sad, and the hearts of seven sorrows are like rainbows.

The heart of the seven wounds is the soul of the Seven Wounds Fist, and at this moment of sorrow, Wang Yibing actually broke through, and breaking through means that the airflow is more stable, and the internal force is free to move, and the dark god has nowhere to hide.

The cultivator of the fist has no fist in his hand, but has a fist in his heart.

After waking up, Wang Yibing's anger seemed to pass away from his eyes, excitement and anger seemed to be gone, he glanced at Chen Ruxue, and left quickly, this ice and snow smart woman immediately understood what he meant, she knew what he was going to do, what he was going to do.

Calm is often the prelude to an incoming storm.

With the heart of seven wounds, it is absolutely at the level of a great god!

Zheng family compound.

Zuo Mei was walking the dog in front of the door, with a mask on her face, wearing a low-color nightdress, and the two maids next to her were carrying dog food and water, carefully following behind.

"You...... What are you doing, get out of here for the old lady! ”

Zuo Mei watched Wang Yibing appear in front of her like a nervous disorder, and her face was haggard, his beard was unwiveled, and his clothes were not yet dry, so she quickly protected the two trembling lumps of flesh on her chest.

Wang Yibing asked coldly, "Where is Zheng Wenshan!" ”

A powerful murderous aura struck, Zuo Mei trembled a little, and thought that Wang Yibing was like a male dog who looked at his figure last time and was going crazy, so he asked if his husband was at home early in the morning, "Lao Zheng is there...... At home, don't mess around! ”

"Zheng Wenzhi is there!" Wang Yibing said coldly, and a trace of impatience and disdain flashed in his eyes.

"By ...... What sue sù you! "Zuo Mei's temper is coming, she is the wife of the deputy secretary of the hall, she is very noble and delicate, how can she let the little hooligan in the flower city roar, and she will not lose the dead when she spreads out, last time, her clothes fell to the ground, which made many 'sisters' despise her for a long time, so that she didn't dare to go to the celebrity club, and she had to invite someone to come to the house to do it when she maintained it.

"One last question, where is Zheng Wenshan!" Wang Yibing was furious.

"The old lady is a chaste martyr, don't mess around!" Zuo Mei protected her chest with both hands, and then looked at the two maids behind her, and suddenly became a little bolder, after all, there are three people, do you dare to be strong?

In fact, it's no wonder that Zuo Mei thinks wildly, a well-known hooligan in Huacheng, staring at people's pajamas early in the morning, and repeatedly asking if their husbands are not there, what do you think people will think?

Rumble!

Although Wang Yibing never thought of killing Zuo Mei, this woman was so hateful that she blasted out with one punch and seven wounds, and Zuo Mei fell to the ground and died so much that she couldn't die anymore.

Yes!

The screams of the two maids stopped in Wang Yibing's sword-like eyes, and they immediately knelt down and said tremblingly: "The master didn't come back last night, and he called back to say that he had been working overtime in the municipal party committee building!" ”

Wang Yibing turned around and left, and the two maids immediately called the police, and the Zheng family compound became a mess, but no one dared to stop Wang Yibing.

Office of the Deputy Secretary of the Municipal Party Committee Building.

Bang!

Wang Yibing kicked open the door, and Xiao Zhang, the secretary who was still dozing outside, almost jumped up, and his eyes widened in horror, "You...... Who are you, this is the deputy secretary's office......"

Wang Yibing ignored him, in fact, he didn't want to kill these innocent lives, including Zuo Mei, but that woman was too evil, she always thought that she wanted to be strong, and she was arrogant and hateful.

Rumble!

The door of the inner suite made Wang Yibing bang open with both fists, and the whole door flew up and smashed on the black wooden bookshelf directly opposite, and the black wooden shelf fell down and made a loud noise.

Zheng Wenshan, who was resting at the desk, raised his head, patted the table and stood up, and said coldly: "Wang Yibing, don't mess around, this is the office of the municipal party committee, if you have any personal grievances, let's go to Tiger Leaping Mountain......"

Rumble!

Wang Yibing's seven sad hearts operated directly, and two huge blood holes suddenly appeared in Zheng Wenshan's chest, Xiao Zhang couldn't help but exclaim, Wan ran out shouting like a ghost, and finally met Director Tang and others who were rushing up when he went downstairs, and immediately shouted.

"Director Tang, Secretary Zheng...... Dead! ”

Zheng Wenshan is dead, this is a big deal, Tang Shengtian, director of the Huacheng Public Security Bureau, felt that the sky was about to be stepped on, and immediately quickened his pace, anxious, this Wang Yibing will really cause trouble, and his loss of office this time is a small matter.

Zheng Wenshan's death?

Wang Yibing couldn't help but be shocked, how could it be? Could it be that because he has broken through the realm of cultivation, he can control the heart of the seven wounds, so that there is no fist in his hand and a fist in his heart?

No way, he's a dark god, and even though he's not his opponent now, he can't be killed with one blow, so who is he?

In fact, the person who died was Zheng Wenshan's lost brother in his early years, Zheng Desong, who controlled the Qin and Han investments for him, except for Zuo Mei, there is really no other person in this world who can tell it.

Wang Yibing looked at his fist in a daze, and the hatred in his heart rose again, not to kill the dark god, and to swear not to be a man.

An old fox is an old fox.

Wang Yibing should have thought that he is very likely to have a stand-in, who have you seen a terror leader who doesn't have a few stand-ins? Root. ** Are all cunning rabbits and three holes, and a dozen or so stand-ins are good.

However, Wang Yibing did not regret his impulsiveness.