In a word, success made the calm Xie Ping lose her mind.

"What do you know? Rest in peace! Ah Zhi is right beside me. He's always been with me." Xie Ping roared, "It was you. You tried every possible means to separate Ah Zhi and me. You hurt Ah Zhi. I won't let anyone who hurts Ah Zhi go."

To Xie Ping, Xie Youzhi is more important than her life.

"You have disturbed Azhi's peace and you need to pay the price." Xie Ping said softly, as if judging them.

"Catch them and kill them on the spot." She said lightly, and a single sentence decided the life and death of three people, as if it was a very common thing.

Zhao Chuchu stepped back: "Xie Ping, aren't you afraid that Xie Youzhi will blame you for doing this? Didn't you say that he doesn't want you to kill anyone?"

Zhao Chuchu knew that Xie Ping was a lunatic. They had discovered her secret, and no matter how much she said, it would be useless. She could only try her best to buy time.

Zhao Chuchu's words seemed to touch a place deep in Xie Ping's heart that she didn't want to recall. Her eyes suddenly became gloomy and dark, as if filled with a storm, but in the next moment she became dazed and sad again.

"Azhi couldn't stop me personally, so I'll hold the butcher knife and be stained with blood. You don't need to say anything more. I won't let you go. Leave your life behind."

As they spoke, the dozens of people did not stop and rushed forward.

They all had swords in their hands, so Zhao Chuchu could only put Wu Jia down, take out a dagger, and deal with the people in front of them together with Song Wanxian.

Xie Ping stood quietly with her arms folded across her chest, her face calm, as if she was admiring their dying struggles.

Song Wanxian has martial arts skills, Zhao Chuchu is born with supernatural powers and has some leg skills, but there are only two of them, and when facing dozens of people who also have martial arts skills, they are naturally at a disadvantage.

They didn't expect that Xie Ping was even more cunning and crazy than they imagined.

Zhao Chuchu's strength gradually declined, and she was cut on her arm without paying attention.

Zhao Chuchu took a breath. You know, in the modern apocalypse when zombies were everywhere, she had never been injured.

Is it true that I will be killed by Xie Ping's men today?

Zhang Xiuyuan's face flashed through my mind.

No, she can't die.

Her young husband is still waiting for her to come back home.

Her little husband is so kind. What if he is bullied when she is not around?

Her young husband is so handsome and has so many suitors. What if he is taken away by someone else when she is not at home?

Zhao Chuchu couldn't bear the thought of Zhang Xiuyuan being held in the arms of another woman and calling another woman his wife.

Besides, she and Yuan Ge'er haven't had a baby yet.

She can't die.

Thinking of Zhang Xiuyuan, Zhao Chuchu, who was originally weak, burst out with strength.

Xie Ping narrowed her eyes and looked at Zhao Chuchu.

Yipinzhai is so famous, so she naturally knew Zhao Chuchu and Zhang Xiuyuan, and knew that they were very much in love. She originally scoffed at this news, but after meeting Zhao Chuchu, she changed her mind.

Xie Ping suddenly spoke up, "Zhao Chuchu, you should admit that we are the same kind of people. If you were my replacement, you would be even crazier than me. Are we all demons? They are the chains that hold the demons in check. We are willing to be imprisoned, but once the chains are gone, the demons will be free and will descend upon the world."