Return from hell, the yandere villain is not easy to mess with

In the small kitchen, Shen Xixi sat on a wooden stake with her chin propped up, her clear eyes staring at the blue flame dancing on the stove in trance.

Outside the door, Shiwu hurriedly walked in with a very uncomfortable look on his face: "Master Shen, over there..."

Looking at Shen Xixi sitting around the fire, Shi Qi hesitated to speak.

My face burned badly when I thought about everything that happened in the main house.

"It's okay, keep an eye on Aunt Cui and be careful about her body." After hearing Shi Shi's words, Shen Xixi's face remained calm and she whispered.

She has long been used to what Fu Youxing did.

While saying that he loves her, he lingers on the bed with various women, unable to refuse women's advances.

"They are in the main house..."

Logically speaking, it is normal for the master of the house to want to favor his aunt, but the two of them should not be in the wife's house. It is a shame for the master.

"It's okay, tell the guard to stay away..." Seeing white smoke rising from the lid of the casserole, Shen Xixi slowly stood up and smiled lightly at Fifteen.

Then he told her to keep an eye on the ginseng soup and walked towards the side room.

Perhaps, tonight is Fu Youxing's last act of madness.

After today, like his father-in-law in the palace, he no longer has any thoughts about matters between men and women!

……

On the outskirts of the capital, in an abandoned and empty mansion.

Countless men dressed in black stood in the courtyard, wearing terrifying ghost masks on their faces.

In the center, there stood a circular altar, with two figures, one red and one black, standing on it.

"Your Highness, have you thought about it?" Lin Zhixi said coldly, looking at the opposite side.

"Yes." Ji Wuhen responded in a low voice, turned around and walked aside.

Not far away, there were two wooden stakes as tall as one person, with chains tied at both ends. On both sides of the wooden stakes, stood two men in black robes, holding shiny black whips with barbs in their hands. .

"..." Seeing Ji Wuhen standing still, Lin Zhixi raised her hand.

The man in black robes in front of the wooden pile walked up to Ji Wuhen and stretched out his hand to take off his robe, revealing his naked and well-clothed chest.

Then he turned his back to everyone and tied the person to a wooden stake.

"Your Highness, do you regret it?" Lin Zhixi walked up to Ji Wuhen and looked at him and said every word.

"Ha~, there's so much nonsense!" Looking sideways at Lin Zhixi, who had a solemn expression, Ji Wuhen's lips curled up coldly, with a touch of mockery in his eyes.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the crowded crowd under the stage, slowly closing his eyelashes and ignoring the words of the person opposite him.

"Then Zhixi is offended." Feeling that Ji Wuhen's glance was offending him, Lin Zhixi's eyes turned cold and she stepped back slightly.

He raised his hands and gave orders to the executioners on both sides.

"This..." After receiving the signal, the two executioners looked at each other, and they were in trouble together. The hand holding the whip seemed to weigh a thousand pounds.

"You still won't take action?" Seeing that the two of them had not moved for a long time, Lin Zhixi's eyes flashed with cold light and he shot them coldly.

"Saint, Your Highness..." Looking at the saint with a frosty face, and then at His Highness who closed his eyes and said nothing, Executioner Bai gritted his teeth and spoke bravely.

This is His Highness, how dare they take action!

"It is precisely because you are Your Highness that you must enforce the law impartially and lead by example." Lin Zhixi raised his hand and snatched the whip from the hand of the executioner Bai, and walked up behind Ji Wuhen.

Looking at his still straight back, he took a deep breath, raised his hand and swung hard at Ji Wuhen's back.

"Pah, pah, pah..." The sound of the whip touching the flesh kept ringing, and in an instant, the blood stained the entire back.

The thick smell of blood gradually filled the air.

When the people in black standing under the stage saw this, they clenched their fists unconsciously and made noises.

"His Highness disregarded destiny and forcibly left that witch woman alive. Did he forget the master's last words? Did he forget the revenge of the first master?" He stared at Ji Wuhen's face, trying to find traces of remorse on his face. .

His white forehead was covered with sweat. Seeing that the expression on his face remained unchanged, Lin Zhixi's brows furrowed more and more, and the strength in his hands became heavier.

"...Hmm" The taste of rust rose up in his throat, Ji Wuhen's eyelashes trembled up and down, and there was a cold mockery at the corner of his mouth.

He didn't care at all about Lin Zhixi's words.

"... Now that Shen Yu is here, will His Highness continue to sink?" The executioner who was counting beside him shouted out the last number. Lin Zhixi's movements stopped abruptly, and he dropped the blood-soaked whip to the ground.

"Your Highness..." Seeing this, the right envoy on the side quickly untied the chains on Ji Wuhen and helped him down.

"Lin Zhixi, I say this for the last time... don't touch her!" Rejecting the executioner's support, Ji Wuhen stood upright with her back straight, looking straight at the opposite side with her dark eyes.

A few seconds later, he leaned down to pick up the clothes on the ground. He didn't care about the bleeding wound behind him and put on the red robe directly.

The originally bright red clothes were stained by the blood and turned into a deep red color. Combined with Ji Wuhen's charming face, it looked even more seductive.

"You..." Seeing that he had made up his mind, Lin Zhixi felt the blood surge all over her body, and a fishy sweetness filled her throat.

I don’t understand what magical power that woman has. According to the hexagram, that woman will obviously hinder His Highness’s dominance.

"That's enough. I've received the whipping. Shen Xixi's soul-seeking order... is withdrawn." After tying the girdle tightly, Ji Wuhen slowly walked to Lin Zhixi and stretched out his hand towards her.

"..." Staring fiercely at the cold-blooded man in front of her, Lin Zhixi took out a flame token from her sleeve and handed it to Ji Wuhen's hand.

Looking at the Hell King's Order in his palm, Ji Wuhen waved his hand and threw the sign directly into the brazier beside the altar.

"You..." Seeing him burning the token directly, Lin Zhixi froze on the spot.

For that woman...he actually ruined the soul-hunting order!

Ignoring her exclamation, Ji Wuhen jumped off the altar, passed the crowd and disappeared into the thick night.

On the altar, watching his retreating figure, Lin Zhixi's eyes became darker and darker.

After everyone dispersed, Ali from the audience came up anxiously: "Saint..."

"How is Fu Youxing?" Seeing Ah Li, Lin Zhixi put away the emotion in her eyes and asked.

"He's fine. The emperor has given him the task of finding Shen Yu." Handing the letter on his waist to the saint, Ah Li reported all the news he had received.

"Well, invite him to a party in the courtyard tomorrow!" After reading Fu Youxing's letter, Lin Zhixi's eyes dimmed a lot, and she whispered to Ah Li.

"Yes." Ah Li lowered his head and backed away.

……

At midnight, Shen Xixi lay on the bed tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep for a long time, and finally sat up directly.

Looking at the doors and windows that were tightly blocked by herself, Shen Xixi felt irritable in her heart.

There was a soft "click" sound, and a long shadow appeared on the door.

"Sister...are you waiting for me?"