In an old-fashioned neighborhood.

When the little boy pounced on top of Wang Qianchen's head, the latter was startled at first, and then quickly dialed it with his hand, but it turned out to be lonely, because the other party was just a phantom, and there was no entity at all!

By the time Wang Qianchen reacted, it was already a little late, and the "Nightmare Boy" was frantically sucking his soul, if it weren't for the fact that he had a sand realm, and his soul was slightly stronger, he would have fallen to the ground at this time.

Even so, Wang Qianchen felt dizzy, and his body was crooked and crumbling.

"What's going on?" The bricks flew out and immediately went to shoot the little boy, but also shot a loneliness.

"I ...... I don't know......" Wang Qianchen was still trying to pluck his head, but no matter what he did, it was to no avail.

"It's Nightmare Boy! He is an illusory shadow, there is no corpse, conventional means are ineffective against him, and he must use the demon slashing knife of the demon slayer! The well-informed brick immediately roared.

"So what...... What should I do......" Wang Qianchen only felt that his consciousness was becoming more and more blurred, and his soul seemed to be hollowed out.

"Use the skill of [Demon Slayer]! [Demon Slayer] in Seventy-Two Changes! Slab Brick shouted again.

Wang Qianchen immediately remembered the [Demon Slayer] in the seventy-two changes, some ghosts have no entity, and they have to use [Demon Slayer] to hurt the other party.

Wang Qianchen quickly mobilized the spiritual power in his body and performed the skill of [Demon Slayer], his palm immediately flashed with golden light, and at the same time, he grabbed the brick and slapped it towards the little boy above his head.

"Bang!"

This time it really worked, the little boy was directly photographed, and the lost soul quickly returned to Wang Qianchen's body.

The little boy fell to the ground, a painful look appeared on his face, Wang Qianchen did not stop, and continued to hold the bricks and slap him down. In addition to being able to suck the soul, the little boy had almost no combat power, and was slapped by Wang Qianchen and rolled on the ground again and again, making a terrible wail and scream.

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As the golden light on the bricks continued to flicker, the little boy's body made a "zilala" sound, and the phantom was gradually dissipating.

"Xiaozheng!" Xing Chuan roared, quickly pounced, and lay on the little boy's body.

The little boy shivered and hid in Xing Chuan's arms, his two empty eyes full of fear.

"Lao Xing, how can you raise such a terrifying thing?" Wang Qianchen held the brick in his hand and stared at Xing Chuan coldly.

"It's not a scary thing, it's my son!" Xing Chuan roared, his eyes reddening.

Wang Qianchen was stunned.

Just now he had already heard Banzhuan talk about the origin of [Nightmare Boy], this turned out to be Xing Chuan's son?

How could Xing Chuan make his son look like this?

"Stump, Tread, Tread—"

At this moment, there were footsteps again, and it was Li Qianqiu, who was holding the demon slashing knife, who had arrived!

"Are you alright?" Li Qianqiu came to Wang Qianchen's side for the first time.

"Brother Li, I'm fine...... What are you doing here? Wang Qianchen was a little surprised.

"I'm looking for this guy!" Li Qianqiu pointed at Xing Chuan with his chin, and then slowly pulled out the demon slashing knife and aimed it at the little boy on the ground.

Seeing the demon slashing knife, the little boy suddenly trembled even more.

"Don't hurt my son! No one is allowed to hurt my son! Xing Chuan roared hysterically, and the whole person pounced on the little boy.

Hearing this, Li Qianqiu was also slightly stunned, [Nightmare Boy] is actually not uncommon, there are always people with bad intentions refining this kind of monster, but there are really not many people who refine their sons like this!

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the little boy got into the green jar with a "bang".

And Xing Chuan picked up the green jar and was about to leave.

How could Li Qianqiu let him go, and immediately slammed a knife on the back of Xing Chuan's head.

With a "bang", Xing Chuan fell to the ground, but he was still holding the green jar.

Monsters, Li Qianqiu can be killed at will, but ordinary people like Xing Chuan still have to be handed over to the police in Luzhou City.

……

That night, the police arrested Xing Chuan, and at the same time summoned Xing Chuan's wife Xiaozhen, and finally figured out all the reasons for the incident.

A year ago, Xing Chuan's six-year-old son Xiao Zheng died in a car accident, but Xing Chuan never accepted the result, refused to bury his son, and held his dead son all day long to seek medical treatment.

If this money is only paid once, it will be forgotten, if the key is to continue to maintain this state, it is necessary to continuously pay the warlock in a steady stream, it is not enough for Xing Chuan to sell all the family property, and the promotion to manager is his only hope, but it failed, so it became what it is now.

In the interrogation room, Xiao Zhen hid her face and cried, and the wailing was incessant.

A good home was completely shattered.

Waiting for Xing Chuan is naturally punished by law, and Xiao Zheng, who has turned into a 'nightmare boy', will be beheaded to death, and then exceeded.

Li Qianqiu did this thing, and Wang Qianchen did not witness it with his own eyes.