my fairy world editor

Chapter 4
Yang Ping stood outside the hall, looking at Sun Ming who was being dragged away.

I said silently in my heart: Uncle Li, Aunt Li, you two elders can rest in peace.

Near noon.

Caishikou, Qingyang County.

More than a dozen chief culprits, including the magistrate of Qingyang County, knelt here wearing prison uniforms with death cards on their backs.

At this time, many people were shaking like chaff, their bodies were already wet, and a foul smell wafted around.

After Yang Ping's treatment by Yu Lingling last night, coupled with his physical strength as a martial artist, there is no serious problem with his actions now.

At this time has also rushed over.

On the supervisory stage, the prefect Song Yi and Shangyang Academy Yu Lingling were both on stage.

Song Yi saw that the time was almost up, and took out a death lottery from the lottery.

He stood up and shouted loudly: "It's time, execution!"

The death sign flew to the ground.

The executioners pulled out the death cards behind the prisoners, raised their ghost-headed knives, and prepared to chop them off.

But at this moment, a gust of wind suddenly rolled up.

The flying sand and stones made it hard to keep your eyes open.

Covering his eyes with his left hand, Yang Ping saw through the gap between his fingers that three strange-looking figures appeared in the center of the execution ground, and more than a dozen executioners had been beheaded.

"There are monsters, run away!"

Seeing the three figures that suddenly appeared, the surrounding people screamed and fled in all directions, and even the surrounding yamen servants backed away with horror on their faces.

"Jie Jie Jie, I just came here to take a look. I didn't expect to meet such a charming girl like you. I can feel that absorbing your energy will definitely be of great benefit to our cultivation." The leader The bird-headed monster said with a smile.

Beside the bird demon, the raccoon and mouse demon also looked greedily at Yu Lingling on the stage.

On Xingtai, Sun Ming's father, Sun Yao, saw the three monsters suddenly appearing, and his face showed ecstasy: "The three great kings have finally come, please save me and my son."

The harpy waved his hands and shot out black feathers, cutting off the shackles of more than a dozen prisoners in Xingtai.

"My uncle is in a good mood now, hurry up and get out, Dali country needs a disaster like you, jie jie jie."

Sun Yao and others thanked them again and again, and hurriedly got up and fled.

"I didn't expect that the Sun family would actually work for the Heavenly Demon Kingdom."

Yang Ping took an official knife from a fleeing yamen servant, held the knife and killed Sun Ming.

And Yu Lingling had already taken off the autumn hair around her waist when the evil wind blew, and as the white hair danced, chains in the void flowed out from the tip of the hair, winding towards the three monsters.

Yu Lingling is a sixth-rank elementary cultivation base, and among the three monsters, the bird demon headed by a sixth-rank high-level cultivation, and the other two monsters also have a seventh-rank high-level strength.

The bird demon sneered, and with a wave of his hand, black feathers shot out like sharp arrows, bouncing off the flying chains one after another.

"The female dolls of Shangyang Academy are not weak, but they are still a little bit worse."

The bird monster laughed, and turned into a black shadow, nimbly passed through the gap where the chain was bounced, and flew towards Yu Lingling.

Yu Lingling quickly withdrew the chains, and turned into a huge net of chains in front of her, covering towards the bird demon.

As for the raccoon and rat demons, taking advantage of the gap when Yu Lingling retracted the chains to deal with the bird demons, they avoided the front and double-teamed Yu Lingling from the side.

Yu Lingling frowned slightly, and moved her hair again.

Long needles shining with golden light shot towards the two monsters, forcing them back.

At this time, the Bird Demon, seeing the giant net of chains enveloping in front of him, shot out his black feathers again, intending to cut off the chains.

However, the energy of the chain was solidified, and although Black Feather cut a series of thin marks on it, it would be automatically repaired by the chain soon.

Seeing the giant net gradually approaching, the bird demon snorted coldly: "As expected of a genius in Shangyang Academy, he has some skills."

Immediately, the arms of the harpy turned into black wings, covered with black feathers like black gold, and the edges were like blades, shining with icy cold light.

The harpy's wings flapped slightly, and its body turned into a black tornado, which swept towards the giant net of chains that surrounded it.

The sharp edges of the wings and the giant net of chains continuously cut out dazzling flames.

While Yu Lingling was fighting fiercely with the three monsters, Yang Ping also caught up with Sun Ming and his son with a knife.

Sun Ming turned his head to take a look at the battlefield behind him, and happened to see Yang Ping, who was chasing after him, slashing at him with a knife.

Sun Ming was so frightened that he shouted loudly: "Father, save me."

Hearing the sound, Sun Yao turned around quickly, and seeing Yang Ping's official knife slashing at Sun Ming, he hurriedly flicked the chain on his arm, rolled the official knife back and locked it in front of his chest, preventing him from advancing an inch.

Sun Yao's strength is already higher than Yang Ping's, and Yang Ping's injury is not healed at this time, let alone Sun Yao's opponent.

"Boy, you are courting death!"

Sun Yao shouted angrily, and just about to snatch the official knife from Yang Ping's hand, he felt a pain in his chest.

Sun Yao lowered his head and looked at his chest in disbelief. The official knife that had been locked just now suddenly pierced his heart for some reason.

It seems that the knife has suddenly become longer.

With doubts and bewilderment, Sun Yao slowly fell to the ground with his eyes wide open.

Seeing his father being easily killed by Yang Ping, Sun Ming was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder were torn apart.

Seeing Yang Ping walking towards him again with a blood-dripping long knife in his hand, Sun Ming was so frightened that his knees gave way and he knelt down on the ground.

"Brother Yang, Grandpa Yang, I know I was wrong. I shouldn't be greedy, I shouldn't have killed Li Yuanwai and his wife, and I shouldn't have blamed you. I really know I was wrong. I beg you to spare my life."

Sun Ming wept bitterly.

Yang Ping walked up to Sun Ming, raised the long knife in his hand, and said coldly: "Go down and make atonement for the people you killed."

A cold light flashed, and Sun Ming's headless corpse knelt on the long street, spraying blood.

After killing the father and son of the Sun family, Yang Ping watched the fierce battle at the execution ground, and then went to kill the other fugitives again.

When he killed the Sun family father and son just now, he sensed that the emotional currency on the Immortal Editor in his consciousness rose by nearly [-].

In addition to their fear, anger and other emotions during their lifetime, the Immortal Editor seems to have harvested their strong emotional fluctuations when they were dying.

And when Sun Yao died, he provided significantly more emotional coins than Sun Ming.

Seems to be related to the strength of the dead?

But no matter, now he is very short of emotional coins.

These condemned prisoners already deserved to die, and they didn't have any psychological burden to kill them.

Yang Ping first chased after Cao Wangde, the county magistrate. Cao Wangde was obese, and coupled with the heavy shackles on his body, it was even more difficult to escape.

Yang Ping raised the knife and sent the dog official of the fish and meat people to hell.

Another harvest of more than 500 coins.

Killed too fast, did not give him time to fear
Yang Ping continued to chase, and most of the death row prisoners were ordinary people with little strength, and the shackles got in the way, so they couldn't run far at this time.

Yang Ping chased them down one by one.

A few minutes later, more than a dozen scourges in Qingyang County were executed.

Yang Ping looked at the more than 5000 emotional coins on the editor, and said silently in his heart: It can be regarded as your last contribution.

After killing these scourges, Yang Ping looked in the direction of the execution ground again.

　Ask for a ticket with the audacity!Thank you!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)