"Find the real King Yu." Eleven.

"I don't know where he is!" Murong Bing replied hurriedly.

"Why worry, I never thought to ask you this question." Eleven looked at the other party's stunned face, and said with a smile, "With your ability, it would be good to be able to make yourself into King Yu's body smoothly." ”

"You occupy King Yu's body, why don't you kill Liang Quan?"

"Because you can't kill it." Murong Bing said coldly, "As long as I kill Liang Quan's mind, I will be very uncomfortable." ”

When Eleven heard this, his eyes were bright, so to speak, although Qin Tianyu's yin soul was not in his body, he was still able to control his body, although it only had a very small effect, which showed that the real King Yu was not far from Yu Wangfu.

It can even be said that Qin Tianyu is paying attention to the fake Yuwang's every move all the time.

In that case, it's much easier to find.

"After finding the real King Yu, what will you do to me?" Murong Bingdao.

"Be optimistic, escort you Qingguo or stay in Tianyao Country as a hostage, be pessimistic, naturally kill you, or use your actions as an excuse to crusade against Qingguo." Eleven Dao, "You should know very well that Qin Lingsheng has long wanted to turn Qingguo into a subordinate state of Tianyao Kingdom. ”

"Alright, one last question."

Eleven moved his fingers, and the iron chain wrapped around Murong Bing's body quickly disappeared, and even the dark red around him gradually disappeared and returned to its original state.

"What do you want to ask?" Murong Bing saw that the gold bracelet on his wrist disappeared at the same time, and said indifferently, "Without the gold bracelet, my answer may not be the truth." ”

"I wonder who is the killer of the serial murders in Yucheng?" Eleven.

"One last question, are you sure you want to ask this?" Murong Bing couldn't help but be stunned, this woman always didn't play her cards according to the rules of the cards, and asked rhetorically to confirm, "Why don't you suspect that I did it?" ”

"You are the prince of the country, even if you want to kill people, find a reason to fight on the battlefield, or suppress bandits, you can achieve your goal, why do you sneak into the boudoir and kill women?" Eleven laughed.

Although she had never seen the corpse or the scene of the murder, she learned from the people that it was clear that when the killer killed the victim, he would get a kind of pleasure, and it was because of this pleasure that he would kill people one after another.

The pleasure comes from nothing more than two.

One is the thrill of revenge.

One is the thrill of satisfaction.

It is not yet possible to determine which one it is.

No matter which one it is, in general, murderers have a certain hatred for women, and this type of person has been humiliated and hurt by women, or relatives and friends around them have suffered such things, and they are unwilling.

For the six princes of Qingguo in front of him, there will be no such thing, and it is obvious that he is not a murderer.

"I don't know." Murong Bing didn't expect the woman in front of him to believe in herself, and sighed secretly and said, "I have only studied the spell of soul separation for three months, in order for things to go smoothly, before implementing the plan, I have performed such a spell on several people in Yucheng, I am afraid that one of them is." ”

"It's not early, go to sleep."

With a wave of Eleven Little Hands, a powerful air current struck in Murong Bing's direction, hovering in the air a few times and falling into Bai Mu's body.

The limbs were not as painful as before, but they couldn't move, and could only watch the somewhat broken ceiling.