Let the Villain Go

In the early morning, Chu Qianxun and Gao Yan carried buckets to the drawing point to lift water.

A tall young soldier with a hearty personality waited there early when he saw Gao Yan approaching and came forward eagerly to help.

Gao Yan politely and alienatedly rejected him.

This person Chu Qianxun knew him, his appearance was not low, he was also the deputy commander of a small mercenary group, and his character was kind, and there was never a problem with his style.

The young man has been here for several days, and today he still hasn't been favored by the goddess in his heart, and he hung his head back in frustration.

Gao Yan is a woman who is liked by men, but there are not many men who can be attracted by her.

"The conditions look good, don't you look up to it?" Chu Qianxun looked at the back who was dejected and left, and touched Gao Yan's arm.

"What's the use of good conditions, I feel a little bit less for him."

"How do you feel?"

"When you were with Lin Fei, what was in your mind?" Gao Yanni gave Chu Qianxun a slanted look, "Are you thinking of driving us all away, just being locked in the room with him all the time? Together?"

"Where is it?" Chu Qianxun smiled.

"It's nothing, eros, lust, and without lust, in fact, love can't be talked about." With the improvement of ability, Gao Yan, who is able to live completely autonomously, lives more and more freely, "Since we can live without relying on men , Why do you have to wrong yourself, naturally you have to pick a man who can make you feel tempted in that respect."

Chu Qianxun just hehe.

Gao Yan teased her: "Usually the person in your family gets up to fetch water early in the morning. Why is he so conscious today? Did he bully people again last night?"

Even with a thick skin, Chu Qianxun couldn't help his face turning red when he thought of last night's vividness.

Gao Yan approached her and joked in a low voice: "Lin Fei has such a soft temper, don't go too far. I can hear the voice."

Chu Qianxun covered his face, and didn't know why, the man didn't do anything, except that the corners of his eyes were moist, and he was lying there panting slightly, and he could lift up the deepest ambition in his heart.

It looked like it was on fire, and she couldn't hold it back. In the end, it was too much.

In the dim room, Ye Peitian sat up on the bed, the sky was only slightly bright, and the people around him had already left.

A cup of hot tea brewed on the table is slightly emitting moist moisture in the morning light. The chrysanthemums soaked in hot water bloom in the glass cup, and a few bright red goji berries are dotted during the period.

Ye Peitian lifted the quilt and stood up, picked up the warm cup and took a sip. There was a little rock candy in the chrysanthemum tea, with a little sweetness, which was his favorite taste.

There was half a piece of cake that was too late to eat last night beside the tea cup, and a small piece of paper was pressed under the cake plate.

"Wake up and have a good breakfast, I'll get some water."

A simple stroke of love is drawn at the signature of the note.

Ye Peitian was holding the water glass, looking at the happy words, his thoughts drifted back to the dark years.

In the empty castle, the lonely and isolated figure; under the barren moon night, the devil who kills people like hemp; in the cold laboratory, the fish that is slaughtered...

Once upon a time, he began to live the way he is now and got such happiness.

The tea is sweet, the cake is also sweet, life is so sweet, it softened the pain in the past and soothed his scars.

The girls who came back from fetching water laughed and laughed from outside the window. Ye Peitian opened the window and poked his head out. He just happened to bump into the person who raised his head and looked up. The familiar face immediately laughed when he saw him. Happily, waved to myself happily.

That is the love of his heart, the light that leads him back to the world. For this smiling face, he felt that his body was full of strength, and he had the courage to fight against any difficulties and obstacles in the world.

In a virgin forest.

The tall tree canopy obscures the sky, and the thick old vines circle around. Amidst the damp and luxuriant vegetation, stands abruptly a castle built of various dark volcanic rocks.

With just one companion, Fu Huaiyu cautiously touched the gate of the castle and walked into a hall with a high dome and gorgeous decoration.

The stone pillars and walls of the hall are inlaid with a variety of brilliant gems, amethysts, and the multicolored luster refracted by emeralds, intertwined in the dim space, revealing a glorious and simple beauty.

"Human beings are really rare, are they automatically sent to our door to become our food?"

A unique magnetic voice sounded in the empty hall, and a huge pale body crawled down the wall above the fireplace. Its body is composed of white material entangled with similar dead branches, vines and ground, but its head has the face of an extremely handsome human man, with three-dimensional features, deep eyes, and long silver-white hair smoothly scattered.

When he spoke, his eyes were so gentle, like a most considerate lover, but his white-gray arms stretched out at a speed that the naked eye could hardly catch, and instantly penetrated another saint who came in with Fu Huaiyu. heart. When he took it back, there was already a **** thing on his pointed and long fingers.

The monster's pale lips were different, and he swallowed his own food with satisfaction, and the tip of his tongue was still licking back and forth on the red fingers.

Even a high-level saint like Fu Huaiyu, facing such a scene, and the invisible coercion of this high-level monster, felt a burst of instinctive fear in his heart.

"No, don't kill me." Fu Huaiyu found her voice trembling. She trembled and took the sealed can in her hand and opened the lid. "I am here to dedicate this to you."

The monster climbing on the wall slowly stretched out its dead branch-like arm, and inserted its pointed and long fingers into the jar in Fu Huaiyu's hand, soaked in the unknown substance inside, and put it in his own mouth to taste.

"Oh?" He let out a sigh of similar contentment, "Nectar-like delicacy. This is the flesh and blood that can give me immense power? It's rare to be such a high-level immortal from a rare immortal."

The strange demonic body several meters high on the wall disappeared. What appeared in front of Fu Huaiyu was a handsome and gentle young man in a complicated dress.

"Beautiful lady, please tell me the source of this nectar." He seemed to imitate human speech, and even bowed politely.

It's just that the tone and action are abrupt and dissonant, and it should be said that they are closer to the characters described in the books than the living people in reality.

"I...I know where he is, I can take you to the base where he is." Fu Huaiyu said cautiously.

"Thank you very much, my lady. May I ask you what is your purpose for doing this?"

"His flesh and blood are inexhaustible, I...I hope you can share him with us after you catch him, even if only a part of it."

The humanoid monster seemed to have heard something interesting, touched his long silver hair, bent down and laughed happily.

"Hahaha, it's really an interesting creature. In order to achieve his own goals, to deal with his own compatriots. He did not hesitate to unite with a race like me that feeds on you." He straightened his sleeves and walked out, "Lead the way, I I really want to see more, what kind of interesting performance you humans can make."

Near Spring City, Jiang Xiaojie returned with his direct team from hunting the devil.

A huge knife light several meters high flashed through the abandoned building, resounding through the deep roar of the monster.

"Where's the seventh-order monster, boss, do you want to check it out?"

The players are very interested. Even for a strong team like them, challenging a Tier 7 monster can be considered a very attractive battle. After all, apart from Jiang Xiaojie, the only eighth-level master in the city, everyone else is eagerly looking forward to using the seventh-level magic seed to raise the level, inlay weapons, and improve equipment.

They lurked to a polite distance where they could see the battlefield but were not too close. It was discovered that it was just a two-person team that was dealing with this monster. And one of the members of this squad just held a weapon from one side to watch the battle, playing a role of alert and suppressing the formation. The only one who really fought desperately against the monster was a sixth-order wind system saint.

"Chihiro sister Chihiro? Isn't that Chihiro sister?"

"God, my sister Chu is really stubborn. She is singled out by the next level."

"Brother Lin was really willing, so he just stood and watched. If I hadn't seen his skill, I would have thought that he was eating soft food."

"Have you noticed that Sister Chihiro's equipment is extremely good, and the seventh-order monster can't break her armor, and I don't know who it is looking for?"

While the members of Blizzard were still discussing whether they needed to step forward to help, the vigorous battle had come to an end.

Chu Qianxun panted heavily, and with his **** arm, he barely took out his own demon seed.

The improvement and stability of the mood, and the high-intensity frequent battles, made Chu Qianxun's abilities steadily and rapidly improve. In just half a year, it has gone from the original Tier 4 to the critical state of Tier 6 today.

Ye Peitian walked over, stretched his hand around her waist, and gave her a deep kiss regardless.

It wasn't until the members of Blizzard whistled in the distance that he let go of Chu Qianxun with a little shyness. During this period of time in the wild, especially when strangers appeared nearby, he did not want Chu Qianxun to be injured. Even if he is ashamed, he wants to use his special ability to heal Qianxun in time.

"I lost my studies so soon." Chu Qianxun quietly pinched his waist, and took Ye Peitian's hand to greet Jiang Xiaojie and the others who came forward.

Although Jiang Xiaojie is no longer the little boy in her memory, Chu Qianxun still feels very cordial every time she sees him. The intimacy that she naturally reveals also makes Jiang Xiaojie very happy.

The two teams, each with their own gains, walked together on the way back to the city. The atmosphere along the way was harmonious and the conversation was very happy.

Jiang Xiaojie passed Chu Qianxun, who was playing with Yu Nian, and saw the back of the man walking in front of them.

This man named Lin Fei said few words and made few movements, as if he were a shadow, not very noticeable. Until this moment, Jiang Xiaojie looked at his back and suddenly made a thud in his heart, and an inexplicable sense of familiarity arose.

He blinked, he couldn't believe the thought that came up in his heart, but the figure in front of him was more and more overlapping with the figure in his memory.

"Can't, right?" Jiang Xiaojie rolled this idea back and forth in his heart several times, but he still couldn't finalize it. "Sister Chihiro's man, is that person?"

At this moment, a black-gray curl rolled up on the distant horizon.

The dense fog and billowing smoke quickly approached the Spring City Fortress.

"Something happened. Go back to the city and deploy defense immediately!" Jiang Xiaojie let go of his doubts and gave an order. The team members raised their speed, dived straight down the hill, and ran towards their home.