Chapter 603

Ye Ziheng returns to his home, looks at holding his feet, shrinks aside and shivers. He Xiaan, who is crying, cannot help but feel a soft heart, walks to her side and pats her on the shoulder.

"OK, it's OK."

He Xia'an looked up and saw that ye Ziheng was coming. He suddenly raised his hand and held ye Ziheng. Then the tears in his eyes began to flow down.

Although ye Ziheng had expected this for a long time, he never thought of a solution, so he had to pat her gently on the shoulder and use a kind of language airway to coax children.

"Well, it's all right. It's over."

But he Xiaan still clings to ye Ziheng.

Ye Ziheng can feel he Xiaan's body shaking, and he can feel her uneasiness and fear.

His hand was hanging in the air. Although he knew that if he could give a hug to he Xiaan at this time, he might be more or less relieved, but ye Ziheng's face was full of hesitation.

At this time, Xiaokui can't see it anymore. He goes straight to it, stands up, and presses ye Ziheng's hand with his two forepaws. Then quietly walked to the side of the sofa, lying to see them.

Time flies. Ten minutes later, he Xiaan's cry is gone. There is only a small sob left. But she still hasn't let go of her hands holding ye Ziheng, because that's the only source of her security.

At this time, a burst of alarm sounds. Ye Ziheng knows that Yang Cheng is coming.

"Cheyenne."

Ye Ziheng looks down at he Xiaan in his arms.

He Xia'an slowly raised his head and looked at ye Ziheng. There was a ray of tears in his red eyes, which made people angry and compassionate.

"Here comes the police. I'll go down and tell them. Would you like to stay here for a while?"

He Xiaan looks at ye Ziheng. Her eyes seem to tell him that she refuses to stay here alone.

"Then shall we go out together?"

Ye Ziheng asked again.

After he Xiaan listened, he had to retract his hands and hold his thighs in both hands.

"I want to be alone."

Ye Ziheng's heart crossed a trace of impatience. It's just a distance up and down the stairs. Why do they feel like they have to be separated for several years.

"I'll be back soon. Let Xiao Kui accompany you first."

With that, ye Ziheng called to Xiao Kui on the sofa beside him. Xiao Kui was extraordinarily sensible this time, and soon came over.

Then ye Ziheng went downstairs and opened the door for Yang Cheng and others.

This time, Yang Cheng brought three police officers, all of whom were martial artists with accomplishments. However, they were all from the second level, which was not very powerful.

"How is it?"

Yang Cheng looks at ye Ziheng and asks.

"There's no big problem, it's he Xia'an. There's some trouble."

"He Xiaan? Is she here? "

Yang Cheng looks at ye Ziheng, and suddenly his eyes are not right.

Ye Ziheng is lazy to talk about these things with him. After all, these things are often blacker and blacker.

"Can you let go of the unimportant and solve the important things first?"

Yang Cheng listened and nodded.

"By the way, what about the guy's body and tools? Let's clean up these things first."

Ye Ziheng looked at them and then pointed to the roof of the house not far away.

Then, at a glance, they saw pieces of corpses on the top of the house.