Let the Villain Go

Zhong Hongfei pulled out the needle on Ye Peitian's arm, stopped the blood for him, and subconsciously cleaned it up with iodine, only to find that the needle eye on his skin had long since disappeared.

Ye Peitian: "Is the measurement enough?"

Zhong Hongfei glanced at the man in front of him, his face was pale, his lips faded, but his back was still sitting very straight, his eyes were clear, and he even lightly patted the girl's hand guarding him. , To show comfort.

"This is too much. If it is a normal person, even a saint, this blood loss is enough to die several times." Zhong Hongfei put away the equipment and said, "You need to rest now. I am a doctor. You must listen to me. ."

Ye Peitian looked at the increasing crowd outside the tent.

There was a father who squeezed his young child to the edge of the tent, thumped and knelt down. The little boy in his arms was unconscious, with a small sharp horn on his forehead.

"Help him, please save my child." The burly, tall father cried with his nose and tears.

"Oh, this kid is half-demonized."

"Even if I saved my life, I heard that I won't be able to change back."

"It's better to give it to others first, after all, the holy blood is also very precious, and Ye... Mr. Ye sacrificed a lot."

Many people watched the child whispering, because considering that Ye Peitian could hear him, others slapped him by the way.

"No, no, he is my child, no matter what he looks like, he is my son. Please, please help him. I can do anything I want, I kowtow to Emperor Huangsha. "The man held the child in both hands and kowtowed his head frantically on the slate floor.

The members of Blizzard who were in charge of maintaining order stepped forward and gave him a dose of diluted medicine. After the child drank the medicine, his dark complexion gradually returned to normal.

He opened his eyes and stretched out his little hand to touch the corner of his forehead, showing a frightened expression, but he saw his father's face full of tears, ignoring his fear, raised his tender little hand to wipe his father's tears.

"Dad, don't cry. Did I become a monster and scared you?"

"No, Dad is happy. You just need to live, just live." The boy's father hugged him tightly, leaned toward the tent, and kowtowed several heads sincerely.

"Thank you, thank you." He choked.

The patients who were treated and their family members expressed their gratitude toward the tent. They got their hands and drank the medicine in their abdomen, with a startling light red. It is not the "holy blood" that cannot be seen clearly after being refined by God's love, but it comes from the body of the man sitting in the tent. He is using his blood to save countless strangers here.

The big screen outside the square is still scrolling through the cruel experiments that God’s love has done.

The man who was once called the human devil sat there, no matter how high or low, no matter how strong or weak, he sent the true holy blood to the strangers.

Only then did people remember how many people had enjoyed the blessings of the "Holy Blood" long ago, but unscrupulously insulted the person who provided the Holy Blood.

The elderly man regained his vitality and got up and bowed deeply in the direction of the tent. The middle-aged woman carried the cooked food, and the immature child held a large bunch of spring flowers and sent them in from a distance. They are still afraid of the man who was once known as a human being. But it does not prevent them from expressing their gratitude for their loved ones being rescued.

More young people have joined the ranks of transporting patients and checking water sources. And those saint organizations who had earned their lives from the disease began to search the city for the culprit who committed such evil.

For many people, this may be the first time they have received free assistance after the arrival of the wasteland era.

Many people in this era do not believe in kindness in human nature, and even habitually laugh at kind and selfless people. But at this time, they accepted the help to understand the value of selflessness. Under the influence of this atmosphere, many people are also willing to make a little effort of their own to help others.

Zhong Hongfei hung up a bottle of glucose containing blood iron to Ye Peitian, "You can rest assured, I will first arrange medication for patients in emergency according to the situation. If the medicine is not enough later, I will tell you."

On the spot, he diluted the blood 20 times into the medicine bottle, lowered the curtain of the tent, and nodded with Chu Qianxun, and left the tent with a large amount of medicine, so that Ye Peitian could rest quietly.

Today, most of the drugs manufactured in the civilized era have passed their shelf life and are hard to come by. Nowadays, even a basic medicine such as ordinary iodine or glucose injection is a very rare medicine, but he has no reluctance to give up. He only hates that he does not carry many medicines when he travels and fails to provide this person. Better treatment.

Zhong Hongfei did a simple test and found that the solubility of the contaminated water sources containing magic blood was very low. However, experiments have shown that the solubility of the holy blood that wants to cure it can only be diluted to 20 times at most, and if it is diluted, it is difficult to achieve an effective therapeutic effect.

It is often easy to inflict malice and to unfold damage, but the cost of saving and repairing is multiplied.

Zhong Hongfei walked out of the tent, entrusted the diluted potions to the Blizzard mercenary group who was helping to maintain order, and walked to Xin Ziming who was guarding nearby. As the highest-level healer among known humans, his face is very wide, and almost no city lord does not know him.

Xin Ziming's eyes were glowing with white light, and the eye totem hanging high above his head slowly turned.

Zhong Hongfei asked, "Did you find it? The culprit must be found. With such a small population in Beizhen, Ye Pei Tianken happened to sacrifice himself like this. If he changes to a base next time, the consequences will be disastrous."

"I can't find it for the time being. It's such a big noise. He must know that we will find him. He has avoided him." Xin Ziming withdrew his ability and put on his glasses. "This person is not easy to catch. There is a person next to him. With a very special space system ability, not only can he perceive our arrival, but also have his own space domain."

Jiang Xiaojie on the side snorted to the ground, "I don't want to see this happen again. Let me catch this pervert, I must pinch him to death by myself."

"City Master Xin, City Master Jiang, Doctor Zhong." A saint ran over panting. "We found a bird-like monster far north, afraid of stunning the snake. I would like to ask you to come and take a look."

Xin Ziming pondered for a moment, pushed his glasses, and confessed to Jiang Xiaojie in a low voice, "I'll go and see, you stay here, don't leave a step."

Inside the tent, Chu Qianxun looked at Ye Peitian’s bloodless face, his eyes were red with distress.

"I must catch that bastard." She said.

"You don't have to worry like this. This is really nothing to me." Ye Peitian took her hand and dropped a kiss on her forehead.

Chu Qianxun's heart was almost kissed by him.

Some people are going to decay in the dark, but this man clearly walks through the eternal night, but with a whole body of light.

The curtain of the tent was lifted by a ray of spring breeze and brought into a bright spring room.

In a dim window not far away, a few shadows passed through the gap in the curtain, looking at the two people in the tent.

"Xin Ziming has left. Ye Pei Tian is weak, and there is only one woman beside him. If you want to get the Holy Blood, this is the best opportunity."

"After you get the account, don't say a word. When my powers bind Ye Peitian, you will immediately subdue him as planned."

"Remember that you can't be merciful at the bottom of your hand, and you are not afraid of how cruel hands you can play. That person is a Tier 10 immortal."

"Old Gu, you are responding. Once we catch him, we will immediately leave Beizhen and return to Xuyang with someone."

Inside the tent, Ye Peitian was indeed a little tired. He closed his eyes and planned to rest for a while.

Chu Qianxun suddenly became vigilant, and turned his back on the knife, "Who?"

A few strange men raised the curtains of the tent and walked in. The headed person was burly, square-faced, thirty-odd years old, and smiled broadly. The people behind him were holding snacks and food, and some gift boxes,

"Brother Ye is really hard. I will express my condolences to you on behalf of everyone."

This person was Wen Tongji, the lord of Xuyang City, and he came to Ye Peitian with a smile on his face.

Xu Yang is far away from here, and Wen Tongji hasn’t made a move in front of others for many years. No one knows a trick he has always hidden. As long as he can get close to the enemy within a certain distance, he, who has plant powers, can be planted in his body. The blood vine of blood can burst out from the wrist in an instant, pierce into the opponent's body, like a bone gangrene penetrates into the enemy's skin and flesh, tightly binding the enemy.

No matter how high the level is, it is difficult to break free in a short time.

Those who followed him into the tent were all carefully selected by him, and they were top masters who could cooperate with him to perform this ability. Then everyone would rush into the tent, slashing with swords and axes, with all their abilities, yes. The arrest of Ye Peitian is determined to win.

Others may not have clearly realized the value of Ye Peitian. As he has been in secret communication with God's Father, he knows how much benefit Ye Peitian can bring to himself. Seeing Ye Peitian stupidly put himself in a weakened position, he finally couldn't help but squeezed the founder of the world together against the blood source provider of the holy blood.

Very well, Ye Pei Tianzheng sat up from the recliner in a surprise, and did not use his yellow sand ability to block him. Not to mention the woman next to him. That is just a woman of rank seven or so, not enough to be afraid.

Gu Zhengqing stood at the window of the auditorium, silently watching everything that happened in the tent not far away. His heart is suffering at this moment, and he has painstakingly maintained the image of creating the world for a long time, and may collapse today when he is snatching Ye Peitian. He is not a person who has no idea of ​​right and wrong, so he will feel pain at this moment.

However, the benefits that the Holy Blood can bring are too great, and he too wants to increase the strength of Chuangshi, so that Chuangshi can become a real big guild that can respond.

Let yourself be able to make a splash in this world, so that your ambitions and ideals can be realized. This is also for the future of all mankind. Gu Zhengqing convinced himself in his heart what the ordinary people's assessment can be. This world speaks with fists, and only the strong have the right to speak.

Gu Zhengqing clenched his fist, but it was a sacrifice of one person, and it was all worthwhile for the future.

Wen Tongji in the tent continued to smile and approached Ye Peitian. In order to show his sincerity, he did not even wear a powerful weapon.

No one is embarrassed, and no one has the ability to push away a customer like him with a gift on his face.

Soon, he can touch Ye Peitian's arm by just two steps. Wen Tongji's mouth showed a sincere smile.

The woman standing next to Ye Peitian suddenly pulled out a water mist gun and shot them at them.

What is the use of a gun in this era? When this thought flashed in Wen Tongji's mind, a large, thin mist of water was already under the control of the wind, covering him and the people behind him with all his head and face.

Touch, touch, a few loud noises.

The busy people looked up, the curtains of the tent were flying, and the city lord of Xuyang Wen Tongji and several men were kicked out of the tent without mercy. The most embarrassing thing is that after they fell to the ground, they still couldn't climb up. Whether they were stuck on a tree branch with their heads down or stuck to the corner with their buttocks, they could only remain immobile in a ridiculous posture.

The saints guarding the Xuyang base outside hurriedly rushed over and lifted their city lord to his feet.

Looking at all of this from a distance, Gu Zhengqing's face was darker than the bottom of the pot for a while, he hesitated for a moment, and finally walked towards the tent with the hands of the people lurking nearby.

The troops brought by Wen Tongji are all elite troops of Xu Yang. At this time, these powerful and numerous saints outside the tent had already swarmed and surrounded the tent.

The tent curtain was lifted, and a woman with a double-edged waist walked out from the inside, facing them with a cold face.

Wen Tongji, who was lifted up by his subordinates, was ashamed and angry. He has been sitting high on the ground as the city lord for so many years. He has never lost such a person. But what level of potion this woman was using could make him powerless to move.

He could only curse, "You crazy woman, I kindly sent someone to visit, how dare you be so unreasonable for no reason!"

Chu Qianxun sneered. If someone else came in, she couldn't judge for a while, but she knew Wen Tongji too well. This is a real villain who seeks only profit. Under this circumstance, Chu Qianxun didn't even have to guess what his heart was when he brought people in to give gifts.

She stretched out her hand to stop Ye Peitian who had just come out, and said loudly: "City Lord Wen, you are too unkind to do this. So many people in Beizhen are sick, Pei Tian came forward for everyone. But you quietly came in and let him and you Does it make sense to go to Xuyang together? Have you asked other city owners here?"

"you!"

Wen Tongji gaped, almost vomiting blood from the woman in front of him.

When did he say such things?

Although he did think so in his heart, he hadn't said a word yet. The **** bowl was buttoned by this shameless woman.

"Other city owners have the same opinion." At this time, the organizer of this meeting, the founding president Gu Zhengqing, led his trusted troops and walked in separately from the crowd. "Ye Peitian used to be a murderous monster, although he did it today. A little good thing, I want to correct evil, but it still cannot be reassuring. Unless he is under the supervision of me and City Lord Wen. It is also an explanation to everyone."

After he finished saying this wordlessly, the saints clad in armor and sharpened behind him crowded around fiercely.

Chu Qianxun stood by the door alone, slowly withdrawing the black double swords.

"Want to supervise me? It depends on whether you have this ability." A deserted voice sounded, Ye Peitian put his chin on Chu Qianxun's shoulder, and several slender fingers stretched out over Chu Qianxun's shoulder. .

The finger was well-proportioned and beautiful, and looked excessively pale from blood loss. They just snapped their fingers in the air, the sky dimmed, and the earth shook.

Everyone took a half step back subconsciously. Although they were numerous and powerful, the fear that had been shrouded in the name of humans and demons for many years was difficult to dissipate easily.

The earth shook, and shook again, shaking violently with the rumbling roar.

The earth cracked, and the tall heads of several floors of buildings rose from the ground. The surrounding land continued to collapse, and huge heads appeared little by little. The giant hands made of yellow sand stretched out from the hell, supporting the ground of the world, where it was about to Climb out of a yellow sand troll as high as a mountain.

This is Ye Peitian's strength.

Want to catch this man, even if he is in a weak state, he must face such a terrifying battle. Gu Zhengqing and Wen Tongji exchanged glances and saw the helplessness hidden in each other's eyes, but they had no way out.

"I took people to guard in front to prevent Zhong Lixiao's monster from making trouble. It was our own den that got the fruit first." Jiang Xiaojie led the Blizzard team members to open the tent curtain and filed out. He pressed Ye Peitian's shoulder and pushed him back.

"Brother Ye, please rest first. I suffocated the fire, let me move my muscles and bones first." Jiang Xiaojie raised his hand without saying a word, the ice ridges sprinted all the way in a huge fan shape, and rows of spear-like sharp ice thorns. Standing upright, pointing straight at the nose of Gu Zhengqing and others. The ice saints who had reached the ninth rank were so cold that they had to take a step back.

"Jiang Xiaojie, you have to think clearly. You only have a small Spring City. What is the strength to compete with the guild that holds more than ten important towns like me and City Master Wen?" Gu Zhengqing's eyes narrowed.

Jiang Xiaojie rubbed his fists and squeaked: "I've never liked nonsense. No matter who he is, I don't care if I don't like it. It's just a beating. Whoever is beaten first will count as the one who loses. It's useless if the gun is blasted."

"For the sake of a human demon, if you don't hesitate to ruin the reputation of your entire Blizzard Corps, that's no fault of me." Gu Zhengqing waved his hand, "Do it!"

"Wait a minute." It was Han Youming who shouted to stop the battle. He brought the men and horses of Winter City over and stood beside Jiang Xiaojie, also blocking Ye Peitian.

"Brother Han, you can't be deceived just because of the little favor of humans and demons. When we catch him, how much holy blood the younger brothers and sisters need, don't you just take it casually?" Wen Tongji was anxious.

He was hit by the spray of Tier Ten Executioner's Tears. He took a bunch of antidote and still couldn't move. He was framed by his subordinates. There was only a mouth left in his body because he reached out his hand to block it, and he could barely speak. You will be as embarrassed as you feel embarrassed, but he still can't help but let people stand him out and persuade Han Youming, who has been living next to him.

Han Youming sneered, "No, I said I owe him a life. Whoever wants to move Ye Peitian today must step on my Han Youming corpse first."

The Xuyang saints around Wen Tongji couldn't help but start to feel hairy. Xu Yang and Han Youming live next to each other in the winter city, and they are the most familiar with each other. This Han City Lord rises in the later period, is a grassroots, is a hero who fights hard. He is desperately trying to stand on Ye Peitian now, causing these old opponents to secretly retreat.

"You southerners are insidious, we guys in the north can't understand this. Why do people donate blood in the front to save people, you all are behind the shackles." It is the Suwen of the Storm Corps who said this. Light. He and Jiang Xiaojie have a good friendship, and they have been guarding the border of the northernmost ice field. The soldiers in the team are all the size of the big five and three rough bears, and they do things and speak with the ease of a man in a cold place. The momentum when he came out squeezed the opponent.

"Why catch Brother Ye? His blood just saved my mother's life." A boy from Beizhen crowded in the crowd of onlookers and threw a stone towards Gu Chengqing. The stone did not hit, and the boy was hurriedly dragged back by his father. They were just ordinary people and couldn't provoke these big people.

"When God loves bullying us, you didn't do anything. When I drank dirty water and I was about to become a monster, you people who taught and knew nothing about us have never managed us. The young man just offered I took the blood and gave it to me as medicine. But you guys are going to grab some holy blood when others are weak! I am a lonely old woman on my left and right, and I will fight you scum today!"

A gray-haired old woman paused severely with her walking stick and threw a stone out.

Of course, the stone fell weakly on the road, and it was not able to hit Gu Zhengqing and Wen Tongji at all.

But one stone after another came out of the crowd of onlookers.

Gu Zhengqing really didn't understand. In this bloodthirsty and cruel world, he climbed to his current position step by step, and he knew the rules of this world where the weak and the strong.

But everything today is too unexpected for him.

Those who stood up against him were weak people who were inferior to him.

For a Ye Peitian. Even those people who have always insisted in the face of the strong, and despite the oppression, the people living at the bottom of society dare to voice their resistance. He knew that he should quit, but he was very unwilling.

Until a huge silver eye totem rises into the sky.

Everyone on Gu Zhengqing's side felt a sharp pain like a needle stick in their minds. Those with lower-level abilities can't even resist being stunned directly on the ground.

This is the spiritual saints, attacking them.

Xin Ziming, the highest-ranking spiritual saint of mankind, appeared beside Ye Peitian.

Gu Zhengqing had to retreat with someone. When fighting against monsters, spiritual saints of the same rank are inferior to combat saints, but in confrontations between humans, spiritual attacks often have the powerful ability to reverse the situation.

Ye Peitian stood there, looking blankly at the retreating enemy.

These people have fresh clothes and bright armor, under the banner of the devil and defending the way, they have encircled him countless times. In the desert and yellow sand, in the desert mountains of the Gobi, he has always been alone, cold-hearted, cold-blooded, turning himself into a demon, and struggling with these enemies with fangs and claws.

I don't know when it started, and there was another person beside him. That person was obviously not very strong, but he could always stand firmly beside him and support everything he is like now.

Gradually, people around me began to increase.

Xiaojie, Xin Ziming, Blizzard’s comrades, Qilin’s comrades, Red Wolf’s comrades,...

He hadn't even made a move. The fangs and claws of the enemy had already clamped their tails, and they retreated like locusts.

When are so many people standing in front of him,

So many companions stood in front of him to protect him.

From then on, the human demon returned to the world, and he became a real human with a lover, friends, and companions.

He will no longer be alone because he is guarded by the one he loves,

He will become stronger and stronger in order to protect everything he loves.