I have Futian in my heart

Chapter 113
In his sleep, the heart-digger was tied into a rice dumpling and fell into a drowsy sleep just like in reality.

This guy is just a level one heart digger, pitifully weak.Even in a dream, she is still unconscious and unconscious.

Zheng Xiaoming went over and slapped this guy on the face again, waking him up.

In reality, a guy who has been injected with a strong sedative, let alone a slap, will not be able to wake up even if he is directly operated on.

But this is just a dream after all, isn't it?

And this heart-digger woke up from the dream, and suddenly let out a strange and vague laugh: "Hehehehe, you are the person I am looking for! My lord has already set his sights on you, and you can't escape?"

As he spoke, he struggled violently on the bed.

If it is a second-level heart digger, like the one last time, in the dream at this time, I am afraid that he can directly escape from this kind of bondage.

However, this first-level heart digger is so weak that he can't escape even in his sleep.

Zheng Xiaoming was angry and funny at the same time, and said hesitantly: "Good guy, in front of this venerable, you still dare to speak hard!"

Saying this, he sneered, and there was already a long whip of thorns in his hand, which was the thorn of holiness.

Holy doom!

This fellow is now in Zheng Xiaoming's hands, isn't it just right for him to be robbed?

Immediately, Zheng Xiaoming lashed his body with a whip, screaming heart-piercingly in pain.

Even the body of the heart digger in reality twitched in pain!
At the same time, when the heart digger was in pain, his sanity gradually came to his senses, and his sanity polluted by the power of the evil god returned: "Who are you? I am... what are you doing? Help, help..."

"Sure enough, the most useful enlightenment is the whip!" Zheng Xiaoming couldn't help sighing.

The teaching of holiness is nothing more than martial arts education!

The heart-digger screamed for help for a moment, and gradually became confused again.

Seeing Zheng Xiaoming, he whipped up two more whips.The heart digger screamed, the evil god's pollution power receded completely, and finally recovered completely, and began to ask for help again: "Help, don't kill me..."

Zheng Xiaoming received the thorn whip, and immediately sneered: "Stop screaming! Think about what you have made yourself!"

While speaking, Zheng Xiaoming was slightly stunned.merit!
A lot of merit and virtue rushed towards him, and it was as much as one centimeter.That is to say, there are a hundred traces of merit.

The last time he obtained so many merits at once was when Zheng Xiaoming saved Zhou Xiaolong with Zhuangyuan fruit.

But this time, Zheng Xiaoming never thought that using a whip to whip someone would have so many merits!

But think about it, this thorn of holiness can actually turn a heart-digger back into a normal person. This kind of behavior has merit, so it can't be more normal.

As for the heart-digger, when Zheng Xiaoming reminded him, memories flooded into his mind like a flood.When the heart-digger remembered that he had killed someone and dug his heart, his face suddenly turned pale: "I... I killed someone! I actually dug my heart..."

The whole body trembled involuntarily.

Zheng Xiaoming said: "Now I will give you a chance to make meritorious service! Do you have any accomplices? Or can you remember anything? Tell me!"

The heart digger was trembling, with a crying voice: "Me? I have no accomplices... I just remember that there was a voice talking in my ear all the time. I have been in a dream these days!"

Sure enough, you can't ask anything out of this guy's mouth!

Zheng Xiaoming was not disappointed either, he had expected it a long time ago.

Heart diggers are also unlucky ones in essence, and they are also victims themselves.The mind is polluted by the power of evil gods.

Zheng Xiaoming also just wanted to try the power of the Holy Tribulation on this guy!

Immediately said: "Since you can't ask anything, you can continue to sleep!"

As he spoke, he punched the heart-digger unconscious again.

Then his eyes turned to the gate of the dream.

"Would you like to go to that imaginary world again? I wonder if this place will lead to the city of human skin resentment last time?"

Thinking in his heart, the Ruyi Kungfu Sword was already in his hand, and his eyes were already shining with a cold light: "Let me go today, kill him a snow-white earth, a vast expanse of clean..."

With that said, he pushed open the door of the prison room and strode in.

He heard the siren ringing loudly in front of him, and it was obvious that Zheng Xiaoming's invasion had been discovered through surveillance.

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"Someone suddenly appeared in the detention room, and an intruder suddenly appeared in the detention room..."

In the surveillance room, two men in police uniforms shouted into the walkie-talkie: "That man has come out! Be careful, he still has a murder weapon in his hand! Grab him quickly!"

The policemen on duty rushed to the detention room one after another, holding handcuffs and electric batons and shouting, "Don't move..."

He was beheaded directly by a sword, and the air flow in his neck rushed out, rushing his head to the ceiling.

The other policemen were terrified: "Killed! Killed!"

"Use the gun, use the gun!"

The human-skinned policeman reacted and drew his gun hastily, but was swung by Zheng Xiaoming's long sword, cut off his wrist, and then stabbed him to death on the spot.

The entire police station was in chaos, and five or six police officers were killed by Zheng Xiaoming in the narrow corridor.

Then Zheng Xiaoming broke into the police station directly, and killed anyone who saw human skin and resentment, not letting anyone go.

After a while, even the two human skin police officers in the monitoring room did not let go.

The two human-skinned policemen escaped from the monitoring room in fear, and when they wanted to run out, they were also directly punished by Zheng Xiaoming's sword.

After killing all the human skin policemen in the police station, Zheng Xiaoming rushed to the street again, indiscriminately, regardless of what happened, and killed when he saw human skin resentment.

For a moment, all kinds of panic and screams rang out, and each person complained, begged in panic, or ran away desperately, but it didn't help. Zheng Xiaoming killed more than a dozen in the blink of an eye.

With the previous experience, Zheng Xiaoming clearly knew that it is not suitable to stay here for a long time.Once the time is prolonged and the city in this imaginary world is alarmed, it will be dangerous!
So he planned to kill as quickly as possible, and then retreated.

Seeing that it was almost done, there were fleeing people everywhere, and there was no target to kill.When Zheng Xiaoming was about to retreat, suddenly a man in a suit and leather shoes, who looked like an office worker, rushed towards Zheng Xiaoming.

Zheng Xiaoming didn't care about it at first, and he swung his sword casually, and he wanted to kill the opponent just like killing other people's skin and resentment.

However, he didn't expect that the man stretched out his hands and assumed a golden rooster's independent posture, and then he flew straight up five or six meters high as if he was hanging a wire rope, avoiding Zheng Xiaoming's long sword.

Zheng Xiaoming was in amazement, the man's skin fell down, and he had come to Zheng Xiaoming, punching Zheng Xiaoming's face.

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