Let the Villain Go

In the verdant mountains and forests, along with a large amount of smoke and dust, a huge monster fell to the ground.

A burly warrior cut open the tail vertebra of the monster and took out a Tier 5 demon seed from there, only to let out a long sigh of relief.

Several of his companions ran out of the dense forest and gleefully gathered around to check their trophies.

Although the battle was difficult and dangerous, the harvest was also very rich. Not only did they get a precious Tier 5 magic seed, the two hard armor pieces on the back of the monster were also good materials for making shields. It can be sold for a good price if it is cut and brought back to the base.

Captain Lechang touched his chin, considering whether to leave a piece of armor for himself to replace this long-used Tier 4 shield in his hand.

But he wanted to keep the fifth-order magic seed and raise his rank again. In this case, my savings might not be enough, and my wife and children at home may have to hungry for a few days with me.

The healing saint Ji Xiaoyu in the team rushed over eagerly, "Brother Chang, you are injured, I will treat you."

Ji Xiaoyu has a beautiful appearance and a proud figure. She speaks delicately, because she doesn't need to directly participate in the battle, and her skin is still smooth and delicate. When she runs, several male team members in the team can't help but look more.

The other two female players in the team exchanged looks with disdain.

"Take things together, close the team and close the team. When this ticket is obtained, everyone will be divided into one point. At least there will be no worries about eating and drinking in winter." Le Chang was receiving Ji Xiaoyu's treatment while directing everyone to clean up the demons.

Everyone responded in unison, and they knew in their hearts that the captain's so-called "worry-free winter" meant that the allocated trophies could be exchanged for barely enough food and clothing. But in addition to having a full stomach, if they want to continue fighting, they have to repair their equipment, replace their weapons, and even need to upgrade their demons.

This kind of life-and-death struggle must persist again and again.

But in any case, there were no dead people in this action, and the successful hunting of a Tier 5 monster was already a big gain. Everyone packed up their things in high spirits and walked back.

Turning over the hillside along the mountain road, a roar came from the other end of the mountain. Huge moth-shaped wings rise up from the woods. The film-like translucent moth wings cover the sky. On each of the two wings, there is a human face with a drooping eyebrow, faintly revealing colorful brilliance, and the wings flap slightly. , Slap Lin Haitao bursts of sound.

"The sixth-order monster." Le Chang judged the level of the monster, "This is someone fighting with it. Let's lean over and take a look."

A group of people touched the top of the mountain, lurking among the trees and looking down.

The one who fought close to the monster was a young man. He was neither wearing armor nor holding a shield. He resisted the sharp feet of the Tier 6 monster but did not let the wind fall.

The movement is like a gust of wind, and the momentum is like thunder. With a silver blade in his hand, dozens of silver blade lights were imaginary, which flashed in the air.

Like a flying snow like a meteor, it is breathtaking.

"Ma Le, do we have such a master in White Horse Town?" Le Chang, also the captain of the melee department, was speechless.

"No, this is a small base. The high-ranking saints are the ones who are so powerful, it's impossible not to recognize them." One of his team members answered.

"Recently, the love of God was exposed in the research institute in nearby Xiaozhou Village. Everyone is leaning here. There are also many outsiders in our town. These two are probably from outside."

"Tsk tusk, two people, pick a Tier 6 monster. If they can be overthrown, then they will send it out."

"The female is of the wind element, about level five, with good skills. But what kind of saint is this man, why can't I see his power?"

"Stupid, it must be the speed system, the speed is so amazing, I can't catch my eyes. What else can it be if it's not the speed system."

"Can the speed system be the main force in melee combat? Isn't their defenses particularly poor?"

"People are good at swordsmanship, if you dare to work hard, what can't you do?"

The male players in the team were photographed by Ye Peitian's fierce moves, and they started discussing in a low voice with admiration.

The human face on the monster’s wings opened its mouth, spewing out countless silver threads. The slender threads seemed to be soft and harmless, dancing lightly in the air, but with eyes entangled towards Ye Peitian in battle.

Several crescent-shaped wind blades rushed across and swiftly, breaking through the silver threads in the air. There was a high-pitched filing noise.

Chu Qianxun stood nearby, using his abilities to cooperate with the attack. Ye Peitian pulled away and jumped up through the gaps broken by those wind blades, escaped from the siege circle of silver wire, and landed on a thick tree trunk.

His temples rose in the wind, and his eyes were as sharp as a knife. With his legs swept away the slender limbs that the monster had attacked, he turned around in the air, and the sword shot again. Chu Qianxun's short and strong wind blades kept appearing around him, accurately taking away the silver threads surrounding him.

"Ah, he is so handsome. This skill is also great." The female team member who was watching said.

"He's very handsome, tall, and nothing else, just looking at that leg is enough. It's a pity that I'm covering my face. I really want to know what looks like under the mask?"

"Don't think about it, he and the woman are a couple? They cooperate so tacitly."

"Definitely, don't let him completely entrust his defense to the wind system saint in this way? Doesn't that mean putting his life in the hands of others, and I don't believe it if it's not a couple."

At the moment when the monster and Ye Peitian fought fiercely,

Chu Qianxun's figure flashed behind the monster, cut the back of its neck with a single knife, and picked out the green magic seed.

The slender legs and feet of the dying monster trembled in the air, and the two faces spewed out large strands of silk threads at the same time. Ye Pei Tian avoided inevitably being wrapped in layers of silver silk and fell to the ground.

The huge body of the monster slowly fell from the air, and the white wings that covered the sky were pierced by a long knife. Chu Qianxun pierced through the crack and dragged Ye Pei Tian to run for several steps. The fate of being crushed by the monster's huge body was opened.

"It's okay." Chu Qianxun cut the silk thread **** on Ye Peitian's body. "Your injury is not healed. You all said that I will fight, but I just refused to listen."

The silver thread was tied tightly, tough and not easy to cut. Chu Qianxun was afraid of hurting Ye Peitian, so he only took a dagger, lowered his head, and carefully used his powers to pick and cut.

Ye Peitian hummed softly. In fact, he didn't hear what Qianxun said.

In his vision, Chu Qianxun's cheeks had not disappeared due to the fierce battle just now, and there was a bright autumn light in his eyes, and the whole person was full of energy, almost a little shimmering in the sun. He was still so close, bowed his head and focused his eyes on him.

Ye Peitian couldn't help but move.

"Don't move, be careful of hurting you."

The gentle and gentle voice rang in his ears, and slipped into his ears, and went all the way into his heart, where he slapped it. The dial was so light, so thin, causing waves in his heart.

Chu Qianxun cut the silver thread and collected the last thread that the monster spit out before he died. This is a good material for making armor.

A group of people walked far away on the hillside. Those people were carrying the large demon bodies that were just harvested. They were obviously also demon hunters. Demon hunters of low rank will often move near the base, which means that there are human gathering points nearby.

The leader of the team was very enthusiastic, applauded and congratulated from afar, "Awesome, two people won the sixth-order monster, it is really admirable."

This squad is a demon hunting squad stationed in the nearby White Horse Town. The players are all in the fourth and fifth ranks, and they are in the mainstream class with the largest number of saints.

The captain Le Chang was very talkative, and Chu Qianxun was also planning to find a nearby base for restoring equipment. The two sides got to know each other through talks, Le Chang led the way, and led Chu Qianxun and Ye Peitian to the nearby Baima base.

The healing saint Ji Xiaoyu reached out and curled the tips of her curly hair, intentionally or unconsciously pulled down a section of the zipper on the neckline, and approached Ye Peitian.

"You seem to be injured. I belong to the healing system. I will treat you for a while?"

Her appearance looks pure and beautiful, but her figure is very proud. There is a unique attraction to the opposite sex. Few men have refused her closeness.

But the man who wore a black mask and walked silently in the line just glanced at her and said faintly, "Thank you, no need."

The voice was clear and deep, with a little indifference that turned away thousands of miles away, but it aroused Ji Xiaoyu's interest even more.

"Hey, look." A female saint walking in the line raised her chin and said to her companion, "That woman is here again."

"Don't pay attention to her, she likes to seduce married men, green tea ladies, vixen." Her companion rolled his eyes.

Those who are familiar with Ji Xiaoyu know that she has a hobby, that is, she likes to hook up with those men who already have masters, and what seems to be snatched from her hands can make her feel the pleasure of victory.

Ji Xiaoyu walked beside Ye Peitian, a white light appeared on his hand, shining on a wound on Ye Peitian’s arm.

"I just saw so much blood, I thought it was serious. I didn't expect it to be just such a small wound and healed it at once." Ji Xiaoyu's tone was concerned, revealing the gentle and considerate characteristic of women.

"Is that your wife? She has a really generous personality. She got acquainted with our captain right away. I like such an outgoing personality, but I can't do it myself."

"She also has some thick lines, you forget to take a look if you get hurt, just chat with our captain."

The man walking beside her without a word suddenly stopped.

The man was tall, his forehead was pressed by the brim of the hat, and a clear shadow was cast on the eye sockets. Those deserted eyes turned from the shadows and gave Ji Xiaoyu a condescending look.

As if being stared at by something terrifying, Ji Xiaoyu stood upright all over his body at that moment.

She shrank her shoulders and slowly retreated behind the retired army.

"Yeah, what's the matter? Our team also sometimes missed it?" The female team member of the team ridiculed her.

"Huh, why do people eat your set, vixen."

Ji Xiaoyu ignored the ridicule of his companion,

She has experienced countless men, and it is clear that in addition to disgust, the eyes of that man just now have a real killing intent.

I don't know why, when the man looked down, she always felt that this man might actually kill her in the next moment.

Chu Qianxun, who was at the forefront of the team, did not pay attention to this at all, and was inquiring about news in the base with Lechang, who was with him.

"You want to find a forger, our base is very small, and there are no high-level forgers. I usually build armor weapons, and I find Lao Guo in West Alley. You can go and see." Le Chang said.

When the group arrived at the Baima base, the afterglow of the setting sun was still there, and the lights in the base were beginning to shine.

In this era, the electric light has lost its function due to lack of electricity. A glass oil lamp is hung on both sides of the street, and bright yellow lights are swaying in the air.

The lights in the sunset greet a group of demon hunters returning safely. This time is the busiest time of the day on this street. People set up stalls on both sides of the street to sell or exchange the fruits of their hard hunting. There was a mixture of shouts and peddles, bargaining sounds, and the crowd continued to rub shoulders.

Looking at the lively crowd, Ye Peitian stopped at the entrance of the street and quietly clenched his fist.

The person walking ahead turned his head in the dimly lit place with a sharp heart, and smiled at him.

"What's the matter, let's come in together."

Chu Qianxun turned his head and gently took his hand, grabbed it, and pulled him into the crowd.