Zhao Xingwu held the giant sword, and the qi and blood unconsciously surged into the palm of his hand, and there was a tingling sensation of being pricked by a needle, but it was limited to that, if the spirit soldier could take the initiative to devour qi and blood, it would really be a magic sword.

Zhao Xingwu was condescending, the tip of the sword pointed at Zhao Guohong, and he couldn't do it for a long time.

Zhao Fei didn't urge, he stood quietly beside him, as for the other villagers, seeing that Zhao Guohong was finished, it would definitely be the turn of Chu Xiaodao's family to become bigger in the future, and they were not stupid enough to run up and point fingers.

Zhao Guohong felt something, and understood that the time had come, his swollen eyes opened a slit, and he stirred half of his tongue with difficulty, not knowing what to say.

Jing Wenting listened from the side, his brows gradually furrowed, and he stepped forward and asked, "What did you say?"

Zhao Guohong repeated: "It's called...... Called Fat ...... He ......"

Jing Wenting sounded like he was talking about Zhao Fei, and continued to ask with excitement.

"Aunt Ting, don't talk nonsense with him!" Zhao Fei panicked in his heart, hurriedly stopped her, and asked Zhao Xingwu to hurry up: "Think about Teacher Sun and the dead villagers, use Teacher Sun's sword to cut off his head!"

The unbearable in Zhao Xingwu's eyes was gradually covered with anger, and he closed his eyes and slashed with a sword, cutting off Zhao Guohong's dog head.

The bloody head on the ground represents that Zhaojiagou has completely changed the sky.

After a short period of silence, the villagers immediately stood in line to express their attitude, flattering Chu Xiaodao and the others in different ways.

"Star Dance killed this dog thief with her own hands, it is really for the people, if my baby has half of her, she will really burn high incense. ”

"Uncle Crazy Knife, everyone has worked hard, come to my house for dinner in the evening. ”

"The rat is really a talent, and my daughter is not young anymore, you guys come and go, hahaha. ”

"Sister Wenting, when will you and Uncle Dao get married? ”

Zhao Fei was happy at first, but when he heard the last words, he was immediately unhappy, and said with a straight face: "Hey, you, it's you, what nonsense are you talking about? How could Aunt Ting marry Daozai? You didn't wake up!"

The man looked confused, sneering and not knowing how to respond.

Chu Xiaodao was different from Zhao Fei, he enjoyed this person's sycophants very much, but he was discouraged by Zhao Fei.

"Turtle son, do you have a part in speaking?"

"You are the turtle son, the idea of beating your brother's wife, I don't know how to be ashamed!"

There was a lot of talk about it.

Chu Xiaodao's face turned red, and he said angrily: "Brother Fei is dead, your mother is also dead, people who are alive should think more about tomorrow, do you understand!"

"You know a fart, if you dare to touch Aunt Ting, I will be inseparable from you!"

Chu Xiaodao's words were right, but who would have thought that Zhao Fei had possessed Chu Hao?

Seeing that Zhao Fei's attitude was so firm, he was a little confused for a while: "What kind of medicine did you take, so abnormal?"

Zhao Fei tilted his head and said uncontrollably: "You don't care what medicine I take, I warn you...... Ahhh

Before he finished speaking, he was grabbed by Chu Xiaodao and beaten: "Grass, give you some color, you are still dyeing!"

Zhao Fei is no longer the time when he first came, whether it is physical fitness or psychological quality, there have been earth-shaking changes, even if he still can't beat Chu Xiaodao, at least he can run!

He jumped up and gave Chu Xiaodao a blow to the head, escaped after breaking free, and looked back and grimaced: "Slightly, you come to beat me, stupid!"

The villagers wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, and their faces were flushed.

Chu Xiaodao was so angry that his face turned white, and he covered his head and chased after him: "Turtle son, if Lao Tzu doesn't teach you a good lesson today, I'll call you Dad!"

The two chased and fought on the field road, as if they were back in their childhood.

People looked at the strange father and son and smiled awkwardly: "Ahem, this ...... The relationship between their father and son is really good. ”

Jing Wenting looked at Zhao Fei who was running, and was in a trance for a while, and when he heard the villagers talking, he came back to his senses and echoed: "Ha, yes." ”

The next day, the police arrived to investigate.

People say that Zhao Guohong killed Sun Pingjiang and Xiao Jian in order to plot the Snow Eagle, and then was killed by another Snow Eagle.

As for why many people's heads were cut off, Chu Xiaodao stood up and said arrogantly: "I did it! There are so many dead people in the village, their heads must be sacrificed, if you think I did something wrong, just arrest me." ”

The villagers pleaded for Chu Xiaodao.

The police coughed, but did not catch Chu Xiaodao, after the investigation, the case was defined as a demon disaster, and people cooperated to complete the process, which was considered to be completely closed.

This day is an auspicious day chosen by people, but Zhao Jiagou is crying.

There is a hill on the other side of the pass, because the land is barren and unsuitable for farming, and people from nearby villages are buried there after they die, and it has become a mass grave, and there are graves everywhere.

A few days ago, the joint village committee said that it would plan to leave a way for the grave, but there is no movement now.

The mass grave is a relatively flat place, and people bury their relatives one after another, and there is still a bit of excitement when they come and go.

Zhao Fei saw that everyone was done, stood in front of Sun Pingjiang's tombstone, pestle the giant sword and said: "These people, whether voluntarily or forced, all died for Zhao Jiagou, and I propose to bury them together because they deserve to be remembered." ”

As soon as he opened his mouth, the villagers began to cry.

Zhao Fei sighed, called Zhao Xingwu, who was burning paper for Sun Pingjiang, and took her hand and put it on the hilt of the sword: "I think it is more appropriate to give you this sword." ”

Zhao Xingwu shook his hand and said, "The teacher handed it over to you before he died!"

"Haha, I don't like greatswords, it's too violent, after all, I'm so elegant and handsome. ”

Of course, this is a joke, Zhao Fei asked himself if he was not a noble person, and he couldn't inherit Sun Pingjiang's spirit, so he didn't dare to take the giant sword for himself.

Zhao Xingwu stomped his feet, glared at Zhao Fei angrily, and said angrily: "Why are you like this?"

"Teacher Sun gave me the sword, and it was mine. I'll give it to you now, what's the problem?"

Zhao Xingwu blinked, as if thinking.

"Don't think about it, so be it. Zhao Fei couldn't help but stuff it to her, and then said: "Star Dance, I think you have to inherit Teacher Sun's legacy and strive to be a glorious teacher." ”

"En, be a teacher?" Zhao Xingwu felt that something was wrong, but being a teacher and guiding confused boys and girls to become talented seems to be really good, just like Teacher Sun, which is awe-inspiring.

Zhao Fei said bewildermently: "Yes, what a sacred profession to be a selfless people's teacher!"

After speaking, without waiting for Zhao Xingwu to speak, he turned around and went to talk to other villagers, for fear that one would accidentally cause the opposite effect.

He walked around, secretly looked at Zhao Xingwu with his spare eyes, and saw her squatting in front of Sun Pingjiang's tombstone, thoughtfully continuing to burn paper, as if she was really thinking about becoming a teacher.

"Damn, as long as you dispel the idea of joining the army to kill demons, Lao Tzu will satisfy you with everything!" Zhao Fei was really heartbroken for this daughter who was about the same age as himself.