Let the Villain Go

Yuan Man didn't know how far he was dragged and ran, until he stopped short of breath, only to find that the person who was pulling her all the way to the ground was the female saint they had met who singled out the sixth-order monster.

The woman stopped, let go of her hand, turned around to guard, and soon a man with a blue long knife came out of the woods.

At that time, they brazenly identified the man who was regarded as the "little white face for adjustment", and slashed open the swarm of monsters, single-handedly rushed back and forth in the dense group of monsters, grabbed Xia Mo, and shook off the chaser. Came back without injury.

He carried a girl in his hand, it was Xia Mo who was unconscious.

"The monster was thrown off, and she was hurt a bit badly." Ye Peitian said and put the person on the ground.

Yuan Man stretched out his hands and carefully caught her blood-covered friend. Her abilities had already dried up, so she could only take out the medicine and bandages from her backpack and treat Xia Mo in the most primitive way. Yuan Man was stained with blood on her hand, and while bandaging it, tears and nose flowed all over the floor, but she was clenching her teeth, and the movements of her hand did not stop for a moment.

Yuan Man once felt that she could survive in a base with a bad environment and lived a life without food. She was already a very strong girl. After today, she knew that she was just a weak person protected by the base's high wall and strong pond.

She relied on the safe environment created by these warriors who fought desperately against monsters in the wild to live the stable life that she thought was difficult.

A battle of life and death can quickly transform an innocent girl.

When the companion who had always guarded her was dying, she quickly began to become strong, weak.

Yuan Man bent over and stood up from his seriously injured companion, with tears and nasal blisters on his face, bowed his head and kept thanking Chu Qianxun and Ye Peitian. Then she turned and stepped on her slender legs, quickly leaped across the wild grassy street, and flew all the way to Spring City.

Chu Qianxun looked at the distant figure, and suddenly realized that his numbness and indifference were actually due to his weak appearance.

Inner weakness and lack of strength can only regard indifference as a fixed thinking. Only when a person's power is strong enough to a certain degree, can there be more choices for the same thing. And this choice is not necessarily as stupid as the world knows. Our Lady is not rewarded. It may also be a happy ending that makes you feel worthwhile.

The familiar breeze blew across the skin, from here you can see the silent ruins. There is a rare tranquility in Chu Qianxun's heart, and she is suddenly full of confidence in the upcoming leap.

All people know that the strength of the heart is the key to success when they are more advanced. Only when they can restrain themselves from the temptation of the strong demonization deep in their hearts can they truly become high-ranking powerhouses. But no one can be specific about what is truly powerful inside.

Those strong people who truly stand on the top all have their own characteristics. Some are obsessed with one thing, some are indulging in the killing, some are life-threatening, and some abandon all emotions. Everyone walks his own way of being strong in his own way.

At this moment, Chu Qianxun suddenly vaguely found his direction.

The surroundings were very quiet, except for the sound of wind, only Ye Peitian beside him was breathing shallow and long. The sharp-edged man turned his face to look at himself.

His thin lips raised slightly, and he stretched out his hand to pull Chu Qianxun and walked slowly on the way home.

"For so many years, there are a lot of people crying in front of me," Ye Peitian lowered his head and smiled, his clear voice echoed in the Qingyou wild path, "Cry for mercy, cry for cursing, cry for repentance. But this way It was the first one to cry and thank you. It was so ugly to cry. But I seemed to be a little bit happy."

"You are originally a very gentle person, and you shouldn't get such overwhelming malice." Chu Qianxun said.

Ye Peitian's fingers rubbed Chu Qianxun's palm,

Chihiro, you may not know, it is you who gave me the warmth, and I have the heart to pass on this warmth.

The two returned to the station in Spring City,

The tube building is very lively, many outsiders are coming in and going out, and the residents in the building are watching and pointing and talking. When Chu Qianxun and Ye Peitian arrived at the door, a few men with Spring City Inspection Team armbands on their shoulders struggling to lift a huge corpse and walked out from the inside. The corpse had a dark skin and a sharp face. Finger claw scales, obviously not human.

"What's going on." Chu Qianxun asked Gao Yan who met at the door.

"Failed to step up, demonized," Gao Yan shook her head.

"Are there no guardians?"

"The guardian is his wife. She couldn't bear it for a while and didn't start in time."

When every saint climbs a rank, he will invite one of his closest people as his guardian as much as possible. This person needs to protect himself from external interference during periods of weakness. The most important thing is that if the advancement fails and becomes a monster, the guardian must be responsible for cutting off the head of the monster in time to prevent the birth of new monsters in densely populated urban areas. It can even ensure that advanced players can still die as human beings while remaining human consciousness.

When they talked, they stepped into the door, and the courtyard was in a mess, and the kitchen that was easily covered was mostly collapsed. A woman sat down on the ground in the yard in despair, holding a weird head with a male face in her arms. She cried and laughed, muttering to herself without knowing what to say.

I don’t know how many times I’ve seen this kind of scene since the magic seed came. Chu Qianxun and others silently walked up the stairs.

"Because of her unbearable moment, a Tier 5 monster suddenly appeared and took away several lives."

Gao Yan sighed and complained. But in my heart, I remembered that when Chu Qianxun jumped the fifth step, the anxiety and anxiety that he was guarding by her side was at a loss. If one's close relatives and friends are demonized, then it is the cruelest moment for the guardians who are around.

After dinner, Ye Peitian was sitting on the bay window sill, flipping through the scrolls in his hand with an oil lamp.

There was a knock on the door.

He opened the door, Chu Qianxun came in and took a look, then slipped into the room, and smiled sweetly at him with his hands behind his back.

The weather at night was obviously very cold, and the room became warm because of her smile. Ye Peitian felt that the warmth was almost melting.

Chu Qianxun sat where he had just sat, reached out and flipped through the book on the windowsill, which was Hugo's Notre Dame.

Ye Peitian was already busy making tea and he was heart-warming. In his room, there were Kung Fu tea and refreshments that Chu Qianxun used to drink in his hometown.

Chu Qianxun looked at the busy man in front of him, his legs were straight, his waist was tight, and his silver cover was dark and flowing, and he looked neat and clean, with a kind of abstinence beauty. He is busy happily because of his arrival, and the whole air seems to be flowing with his joy and nostalgia for himself.

Chu Qianxun felt a little unbearable in her heart. Her gaze fell on the gilded cover of the novel. After pondering for a moment, she still took out the Tier 6 Demon Seed that had been held in her pocket.

"Pei Tian, ​​I am ready to advance. I want you to be my guardian."

Ye Peitian blinked, and the small tea cup in his hand overturned and rolled on the tea tray. The hot tea was spilled on his fingers without knowing it.

Chu Qianxun picked up his hand, put it on his mouth and blew, the strong healing ability made the scald on his skin quickly healed.

But the fear in the heart is not so easy to calm down.

"Don't be afraid," Chu Qianxun stretched out his hand and gently took off his cover and looked at his eyes, "We have to walk a long way together, and we must protect each other. Sooner or later this cannot be avoided."

She got close to Ye Peitian's face and kissed his lips. The lips were cold and did not respond to her kiss.

Chu Qianxun held his face and kissed him carefully, the warm tongue parted his lips, entered his world, let him slowly return to the temperature in his patient kiss, and began to respond to himself.

When the two were gasping and separated, Chu Qianxun touched his forehead and asked him, "Can you? If you feel unwilling, I can still go to Sister Yan."

Ye Peitian's masseter trembling, nodded in her hand a moment later.

Chu Qianxun touched his head. Although this was cruel to Ye Peitian, it was as cruel to every close and close friend. If she and Ye Peitian want to go on together and become the closest partners. , This is unavoidable.

"You have to know, if there is an accident, I hope to end everything as a human being." Chu Qianxun finally explained.

Ye Peitian closed his eyes and nodded again after a long time.

With Ye Peitian's ability, even if he couldn't bear to kill himself for a while, he was still able to control his demonized self, so as not to harm the innocent people in the entire building, Chu Qianxun was relieved.

She raised her head and looked out the window. There was no moon in the night sky tonight, and the sparse stars weaving formed a charming Tianhe.

The low-level demons are like shattered gem fragments, without rules. When she reached the sixth level and above, she gradually became mixed and round. Chu Qianxun raised the magic seed in his hand and looked against the night sky. The spherical green gems were flowing with different shades of green, like a miniature asteroid. Hold it between your fingers.

She no longer hesitated, swallowing the foreign matter from the distant star.

...

Ye Peitian sat on a chair by the bed, silently watching the people curled up on the bed.

The bed sheet is pure blue, making the person's skin strangely pale. The man furrowed his brows deeply, his hands tightly tugged on the bed sheet, sweat kept flowing from his forehead, soaking the bed sheet with spots of dark color.

A dark green color began to spread to her face along the blood vessels in her neck. The turquoise veins faintly crawled under the white skin, moving up and down the cheek strangely, and then slowly faded back and forth. , As if competing with some kind of power for this body.

Ye Peitian sat motionless on the edge of the bed, his body leaning forward slightly, his slender fingers intertwined with each other, his elbows on his knees, his complexion calm, and he could not see the slightest tension or panic. He just sat like that, looking at Chu Qianxun's face intently.

Several hours passed, and he didn't make any movements except for occasional mechanical movements of his neck. Focus on paranoia.

In fact, Ye Peitian didn't know how long time passed, it seemed that there was only a short moment, and it seemed that several years had passed.

His head was empty, his chest was empty, and he didn't think about anything, there was no perception.

Sometimes, Chu Qianxun on the bed made a faint sound in pain, and some thoughts rushed into Ye Peitian’s heart.

Is she dying?

Before this idea had a head, it was frantically torn into pieces by countless sharp claws, frustrated to ashes, and then dug a hole, buried it deeply, and covered it with soil to prevent it from emerging.

Even so, his heart would still feel like death-like colic at that moment.

He watched the green silk thread crawling upwards, and then back, repeatedly torturing the person on the bed and himself by the bed, feeling that he had been crushed into a living person who lost his life.

Those green veins finally slowly faded from the white neck, the person on the bed opened his eyes weakly, and stretched out his sweaty hand to barely touch his face.

At that moment, the five flavors were mixed and painful, and it rushed back to the evacuated body like a tide.

Ye Peitian stretched out a palm to cover his face, like an evil spirit returning from **** to the world, and finally started breathing the air in the world greedily.