The boss is coming, the scumbag is going to be in trouble

"Then you guys get busy first." After Xihe said that, he swung out a whip, rolled up File and half of Zhao Hongzhi, and disappeared from everyone's sight.

"Huh..." Only after the two left did Zhao Zhining and the others dare to breathe a sigh of relief.

"Master..." Someone pointed at the half-dead Zhao Hongzhi who was still jumping and asked in a low voice.

"Cut off his head and leave here immediately." Zhao Zhining was also shocked when he saw Zhao Hongzhi's current state.

"Yes." The man came tremblingly behind Zhao Hongzhi, and with a force, half of his head fell to the ground.

The man threw down a piece of rag and wrapped up his head: "Phew, he is really scared. Whose good man's body has been torn apart, and he can still jump around like this."

"Throw...throw him into the river." Zhao Zhining waved his hand, signaling his men.

Although those people were afraid of Zhao Hongzhi, they had no choice but to throw his broken body into the river.

"You... who are you? Where are you taking me?" Zhao Hongzhi asked sharply when he saw the fire in front of him.

"Do you recognize me like this?" Xihe waved his hand and revealed his true face.

"You..." Zhao Hongzhi shook his head blankly.

"You, speak." Feng Qi kicked Fei Le, who was half-dead on the ground, and motioned her to look at Xihe.

"Bai...Aunt Bai...Are you Aunt Bai?" Fei Le raised his head with difficulty and spoke with difficulty.

"Yes! Are you surprised?" Xihe asked with a smile.

"Why?" After asking, Feile's expression immediately changed: "You...you are reborn?"

"Right." Xihe clapped his hands in cooperation.

"What grudge do we have? Why are you torturing Brother Hongzhi like this?" Fei Le yelled at Xihe.

Before Xihe could say anything, Feng Qi raised her foot and kicked her in the face.

"Talk to my master nicely. If you scream again, I'll cut off a piece of your flesh."

Fila immediately closed his mouth and stared at Xihe.

"You still have the nerve to ask me why? Don't you really know what you have done?" Xihe restrained the smile on his face and questioned in a cold voice.

"I..." Feile had memories of her previous lives, and she knew what Xihe meant.

"We didn't do anything wrong to you. You had a conflict with this man, so he used us to threaten you."

"In order to make him pay more attention to you, you watched helplessly as the villagers who had shown kindness to you died."

"It only took one word from you, but you kept silent and just watched us fall off the city wall and be reduced to ashes."

"I..." Feile was caught in the middle of what Xihe was thinking. He lowered his head and opened his mouth, but said nothing.

"We are all living people, not cannon fodder on your emotional journey."

Xihe stood up and walked towards Feile.

Seeing Xihe right in front of him, Feile begged, "Auntie, Auntie, please let me go! I know I was wrong..."

"No, no, no, you don't know you're wrong, you're just scared." Xihe shook his head and quickly stabbed the dagger in his hand into her body.

"Ahhhh...

Fila's screams pierced the air, sharp and shrill, stinging Zhao Hongzhi's eardrums.

When Zhao Hongzhi saw his lover injured, tears quickly welled up in one of his eyes.

"Aunt Bai, Aunt Bai, please forgive me! Please forgive me..." Fei Le kept begging.

"You also received nine years of compulsory education. Why did you act like a demon and harm so many people to pave the way for your relationship?"

"You...you, you, how do you know my background?"

"Go ask the King of Hell!" Xihe said without saying anything else. He took action quickly and soon File turned into a pile of rotten meat.

Only now did Zhao Hongzhi realize that compared to Zhao Zhining, the person in front of him was the real devil.

"I..." Zhao Hongzhi just said one word and then he immediately stopped talking.

He has nothing now and has nothing to exchange with Xihe.

"What do you want to say?" Xihe looked at him coldly and asked.

"Give it to me, give me a quick death..." Zhao Hongzhi no longer felt scared, he answered calmly.

"You're dreaming! You killed us twice. You don't think I can let you die easily!"

After Xihe finished speaking, he cut Zhao Hongzhi into pieces bit by bit, just like slicing a fish.

What made Zhao Hongzhi despair was that he did not die even after being stabbed so many times.

Even when they were thrown into the fire, every piece of burning flesh would make them feel the pain of burning souls.

After the two people completely disappeared, Xihe shook his sleeves and the pile of dust on the ground was blown away.

After the work was done, Xihe took Fengqi back to the village.

As soon as I stepped into the valley, I heard the sound of reading aloud.

Xihe returned to his home and first took back the puppet, then opened the door and walked out of the room.

"Mom, are you awake?" At this time, Fan Xiulan also came back with a book.

"Yeah." Xihe nodded and asked with a smile: "How do you feel about being in the school?"

"Very good." Fan Xiu smiled when she heard it, and she began to talk to Xihe incessantly.

Xihe didn't feel bored and just listened quietly.

"Mom, my brother will be back soon. I'll go cook first..." Fan Xiulan said for a while, then skipped to the kitchen.

Half an hour later, Fan Jiaye also came home.

"Mom." When he saw Xihe, he took a few quick steps and called out with a smile.

"Are you tired?" Xihe nodded and pointed to a chair beside him and said, "Come, sit down and talk."

Fan Jiaye sat next to Xihe and began to tell Xihe how he felt these days.

After Xi He heard what he said, he smiled and asked, "Jiaye, do you feel tired of living like this?"

"Not tired." Fan Jiaye shook his head hurriedly, then smiled and said, "Mom, I feel that my life is very fulfilling now."

"That's good. You must remember to combine work and rest." Xihe reminded.

"Yes, I'll remember that," Fan Jiaye replied, then stood up and said to Xihe with a smile, "Mom, you take a rest first. I'll go help my sister prepare the meal.

Xihe's face showed a relieved look and he said in a gentle voice, "Go!"

Deep down, Xihe never agreed with the outdated idea that men should not set foot in the kitchen.

She hopes that Fan Jiaye can understand that while studying is important, caring about the family and sharing housework are equally indispensable. She doesn't want him to become a person who only buries himself in books.

Now it seems that Fan Jiaye has not been infected by those stubborn people.

Time flies, and after two years of study, Fan Jiaye is ready to go on to study.

Xihe did not give him the spiritual spring water, but instead prescribed him some medicine and prepared some dry food for him to take to the examination room.

The others were either carried or backed out of the examination room.

Only Fan Jiaye seemed full of energy and left the college in high spirits.