Let the Villain Go

"Chihiro, gone, what are you looking at?"

Gao Yan called Chu Qianxun before leaving.

"Hey, here it is."

Chu Qianxun couldn't help but looked back a few times. The sand scattered on the ground had no traces, and she had always been thinking of a person in her heart.

But behind him there was only a quiet and dark forest with layers of tree canopies, quietly looking back at him, unable to see the imaginary figure.

The battle of the high-ranking saints outside the city seemed to have no effect on the life of the bottom residents in Spring City.

Ye Peitian’s shoes stepped on the mud at the entrance of the street and stopped.

The noisy voices and crowded streets made him feel a little uneasy. He pulled the black mask on his face, wondering whether the emotion surging in his heart was irritability or fear.

Walked into the crowds one after another. One by one, the living human bodies passed by him, making his breathing quicker,

The smell here is very muddy.

A smell mixed with steamed buns, the smell of coal stoves, and the smell of human sweat floated in the air.

The Great Demon King, who had been away from human life for a long time, walked step by step, and felt that he also slowly recovered a little aliveness.

He seems to have returned many years ago, although life at that time was not very good, his father's indifference, stepmother's rejection, and younger brother's targeting often made him painful.

But at that time, he often squatted on the street like this, listening to such voices and smelling such smells.

At that time, the demon seed hadn’t come, there were no monsters everywhere, and the humans around him looked like humans. They would not pull him into the dark abyss with ferociousness like demons, and his hands had never been stained with blood like they are now. .

Ye Peitian avoided the crowded streets, walked into the sparsely crowded alley, detoured a long way, and unknowingly, came to the downstairs of the tube building.

He raised his head and looked at one of the windows from a distance.

A few pots of green plants were planted in the window, and one of the tomatoes was red, faintly showing a lovely red behind the green leaves.

He stood there for a long time when the window was suddenly opened.

Ye Peitian felt that his heart was beating.

The man leaned out half of his body, gnawing on half of the brown black cake in one hand, and watering the flowers in the other hand. Her half-length hair had just been washed, and she was hanging wet behind her ears, and her face was cleanly washed, giving it a different breath than usual.

Chu Qianxun happily touched the red tomatoes.

It's cooked again, eat it today.

At that moment, she was keenly aware of something, and raised her head and took a look. In the distance, under a green sycamore tree, a swaying breeze swept across a strand of yellow sand, and there was no one there.

Is it an illusion?

Why are you always suspicious these days.

Chu Qianxun smiled.

The dirtiest and disorderly neighborhood in Spring City is called Black Street.

In this criss-cross block, there is an inland river running through the town.

It is said that the river is actually only slightly wider than the water ditch. This inland river traverses west to east from the base where there is no plan for infrastructure construction, and swept all kinds of discarded waste from upstream to the black streets downstream. , The surface of the water was so dark that it was too dirty to see.

Therefore, the surrounding neighborhoods along with this Heihe got the name of the black street.

A tattered wooden chair floated down the water slowly. A black crow stopped on the back of the chair, turned his eyes and looked for a long while, then let out an unpleasant cry, opened its wings and flew away.

Sitting on the deserted river was a man wearing a hooded T-shirt. His figure was thin, his legs were slender, his back was slightly buckled, and he looked at the flowing black water in silence.

The setting sun slowly sinks, like a stingy businessman, finally willing to give this dim water surface a little bit of luster before night falls.

The light and shadow change, the river flows by,

The young man sitting on the embankment hasn't moved. He doesn't know how long he has been sitting in this position. It seems to be a person who has been idle to the point of doing nothing.

"Stop, **** don't run!"

"Grandpa, I don't believe today that I can't catch you this little thief!"

The noise broke the tranquility here, and a small figure shot straight down from the nearby **** like a cannonball, and three or four big men behind him scolded and chased him.

Without looking back, the little boy threw two small triangular cones to the ground behind him. Those two inconspicuous black triangular cones fell on both sides of the alley opening, and instantly changed their shape, one end plunged deeply into the ground. , The top corner shoots a black line connected to each other. The black line tightened, tripping the three chasing soldiers all the way to the ground.

The men rushed too fast from a height, were tripped and rolled several times, and for a while they couldn't climb.

The little boy turned around and pointed at the people who fell on the ground and laughed, "Your father, I just took a piece of your black cake, and chased me a few streets like a mad dog. Now you know that Dad is amazing?"

He was proud here, and he didn't see a one-eyed man lying on the ground, quietly inserting his fingers into the ground. A thin vine grew on the grass beside the boy's feet, and quietly climbed up to his feet, and tied his feet when he was unprepared.

This "one-eyed" is a low-level saint with plant powers.

The little boy's face changed, he tried to run but fell to the ground.

The men with swollen noses and swollen faces got up, pressed the under-ten-year-old thief to the ground and punched and kicked mercilessly.

Sitting on the bank of the embankment, Ye Peitian turned sideways and silently watched the scene before him.

"One-Eyed" turned his head and glanced at him, then sipped to the ground, "Smelly boy, what do you look at, don't be nosy, otherwise you will be beaten together."

The little boy curled up and rolled on the ground, raining fists on his thin body. He didn't beg for mercy, cursing without words. He has been playing around in this street since he was a child, and being beaten is just commonplace for him.

The cruel life told him that begging for mercy at this time had no effect. Instead, it would be better to curse and get some interest back.

"Little **** dare to speak hard, I will kill you today!" The one-eyed man drew the knife from his waist and pierced it fiercely.

A hand stretched out from the side and took his wrist.

The hand had uniform bones, pale skin, and not particularly strong. But as soon as he gripped it, one eye felt that his wrist was tightly bound by a hard iron pliers, and he couldn't move a bit.

"Let go! Let go! Big... Brother, my hand is about to be broken, forgive me."

One-eyed even started to curse at first, and as the palm of his hand was slightly closed, he suddenly felt unbearable pain on his wrist. This low-level saint who was still very arrogant just now was shocked instantly.

He was a low-level saint who had retreated from the battlefield, and he had also caught a glimpse of the demeanor of those high-level powerhouses on the hunting battlefield. Although the young man with his face covered in front of him didn't use any powers, the cold eyes that looked at the corpse and the powerful physical ability to squeeze his wrist between one move made him quickly realize that this was someone he couldn't provoke. People.

Several acquainted men scrambled and left.

Ye Peitian glanced at the boy lying in the grass, did not speak, silently returned to the bank and sat back to his place.

Not long after, a small figure sat down beside him.

"Thank you, buddy. My name is Xiao Zhui, what is your name?" Xiao Zhui wiped his face with his sleeve, and took a mouthful of blood from his mouth to the ground.

Ye Peitian rolled his eyes, took a look at him, and then turned back to the flowing black water.

Xiao Chai doesn't mind his indifference, he sees a lot of indifferent people, but few people are willing to reach out for him.

He took out a dark brown cake that was deformed and crushed from his arms, broke it in half, and handed half to Ye Peitian beside him.

"Do you want to eat? Brother, I was lucky today. I was beaten and I could get a full meal."

This piece of pie is dark and thick, and even mixed with mud. Obviously it will not taste good, but it is the staple food of most people in this base. Some people who are struggling with hunger can't even eat such crude food.

Ye Peitian hesitated, stretched out his hand, and took half of the black cake. With his white fingers, he broke off a small piece of the rough black cake, put it into his mouth, and ate slowly.

It turned out to be such a taste.

He had seen that man eating this kind of food. The man gave him fragrant and sweet oatmeal, but he stood outside the door gnawing on such a difficult thing to swallow.

Ye Peitian's heart suddenly softened. Maybe it was too long for him to get the kindness of others. This little happiness of being taken care of was held tightly in his heart, repeatedly rubbing and tasting.

The sky soon dimmed.

Xiao Chai brought the "new friend" who seemed to have nowhere to go to his house.

"You're welcome, come in." Xiao Zhui got into the small house made of magic bones and kicked away the debris on the ground to make room for Ye Peitian who entered the house.

This room is too small, it seems a little cramped if two people stay together.

But Xiao Chai didn't care at all. He touched a switch in the corner and pulled it. There were several five-pointed stars hanging on the wall in the house. He didn't know where he picked up this kind of light used to decorate trees in the golden age, and he repaired it and hung it on the wall in his house for lighting. In fact, he is reluctant to turn on this kind of small light that consumes batteries and doesn't have much brightness.

"How is it? Not bad, right." Xiao Chai was pleased to be able to show off his proud work in front of friends.

The newly acquainted friend also looked down on the warm lights with great respect, and had not moved for a long time.

Xiao Chase straightened the discarded refrigerator that was lying on the ground, and put a shabby bedding on it, planning to sleep here at night. He gave Ye Peitian the chaotic "beds" on the ground.

When tidying up, he couldn't help showing the gadgets he made to his friends.

"Well, I'm great, right?" Although his friend was still silent, he couldn't stop him talking about his dreams, "When I grow up a little bit, I will join a mercenary group. You can feel the bodies of those high-level monsters there, and I will definitely become a great forger by then."

"Let me see, what is this." Xiao Chai found out a bag of his most precious things, carefully opened a hole, and quickly shook it in front of Ye Peitian, "I haven't seen it, right? A lot of sugar, this is a high-end candy."

He carefully took out two, put one in Ye Peitian's hand, ate one by himself, and licked his fingers with a bit of reluctance.

It is rare for a friend to come to the house. He is ready to enjoy this luxurious food with the guests like a generous host.

"This was given to me by a good brother of mine." Xiao Zhui said, "His man is a bit strange, he clearly broke his hand, looks half-dead, but there is still a woman willing to support him. Not only does he support him, Buy him sweets to eat."

He got his wish and saw that Ye Peitian was attracted by his topic, and raised his head, there seemed to be a little light in those turbulent eyes.

"It's a pity that I haven't been able to find him lately. Speaking of which, he looks a bit like you."