Let the Villain Go

On the hill, Kong Haobo and several members of the creation were hidden in the dense forest, watching a battle taking place in the distant mountain col.

There, a luxuriant canopy of trees fell down, clouds of dust rose from the dense bushes, and a young female saint was fighting alone with a semi-skeletal monster. On the edge of the battlefield, a young man holding a long sword with a silver veil was standing against her.

"Isn't this the girl that Lao Kong knew? What is Chihiro's name?"

"In White Horse Town, I have seen her fight against monsters. She has a good skill. Although her rank is not high, her combat awareness and sword skills are good. Old Kong, what rank do you think she is?"

"She..." Kong Haobo gaped, only then did she realize that this girl had told herself that she was only second-order, but it was just a defense against strangers.

"She probably only has Tier 5, but she has a very good understanding and control of wind powers. It is really rare among warriors of her level." A seventh-order wind saint in the team said. Reviews,

"If her rank can rise, she will be a powerful fighter."

Chu Qianxun held a double-edged blade and faced the monster that was several times his own in front of him alone. The rank of the monster is a whole stage higher than her, and the battle is very dangerous.

The fighting cells in her body were all activated and ignited in this life-and-death struggle. Fear made her adrenaline energized, and pain made her more excited.

She felt that she had gradually entered a very mysterious state. Almost every pore around the skin could perceive the fine air flow in the air. I can capture and control these air currents, manipulate the wind, control the wind, and make them their most powerful weapons.

In the smoke and dust in the sky, the monster's huge and sluggish face came out. Dozens of small but powerful wind blades flashed around the monster like a silver butterfly, and the rotten skin of the monster was splashed everywhere.

The monster raised its half-festering big hand and tried to wave away the wind blades that kept cutting its body.

Chu Qianxun's figure leaped into the air, and a broad wind blade with a height of more than ten meters carried the momentum of thunder, raising smoke and dust all the way, and heading straight towards the monster. A sword split the pale monster standing in the jungle into two. The monster's body split in the center, and the huge wind blade did not reduce its momentum. It shaved down the crown of the tree behind the monster all the way, until the top of a small hill in front of it was cut off, before disappearing into the sky in a whirlpool.

Chu Qianxun fell to the ground, his arms trembling faintly, and a sense of exhaustion approaching the limit came from his body.

But she was too late to breathe a sigh of relief.

Numerous sticky threads were formed between the demon body that had been split into two halves, and the split demon body stood up again and closed like a glue.

The monster's eyes moved to the sides and moved again. Still holding a few rotten arms, rumblingly grabbed Chu Qianxun from a height.

Ye Peitian drew out the long knife in his arms. The blade was blue and yingying like a gentle lake, but there was a long scarlet pattern on the blood trough, adding a suffocation to this gentleness. It was a weapon that Qianxun specially built for him. Although the rank calculation was extremely high, he always cherished it.

He flicked his long sword and stepped into the battlefield.

Chu Qianxun in front stretched out his hand to stop him, "No, this is my battle, don't interfere."

In that long dream, she watched countless masters and high-level battles. I know what kind of efforts every successful strong man has made.

I also know what height I might grow to.

Only repeatedly tempering on the edge of life and death is the best way to break through your boundaries.

She, Chu Qianxun, will be able to reach such a peak again one day.

Ye Peitian stopped. Although he was worried, he respected Qianxun's ideas and understood her will to become stronger.

He looked at the man who walked up to the enemy without hesitation. Facing the mighty monster, her figure rushed, fluttered, and raised her hand to shoot a knife.

The person's face rose red, and his eyes flashed with excitement. She was enjoying the passion of fighting, the scorching blood was splashing in the air, and the crystal sweat was winding down her flushed cheeks into her neck.

Ye Peitian only felt both cherishment and joy in his heart.

Although Qianxun's rank is not as good as him, Ye Peitian always feels that the talent in front of him is stronger from the inside out, compared to the lifeless and self-destroying himself in the battle.

Chihiro is undoubtedly gentle, she is gentle and considerate, and her small smile comforted her battered heart.

Chihiro is powerful again, she is beautiful and powerful, and her sassy figure on the battlefield attracts her eyes.

An inexplicable heat surged in Ye Peitian's body.

His gaze followed the figure on the battlefield, remembering that day when he was pressed on the bed by this person and kissed like that.

I remembered the absurd dream I had made.

Even if Chihiro really wanted to do whatever she wanted to herself like that, she would be willing.

He restrained himself and didn't dare to think anymore.

Seeing the **** the battlefield wounded and bleeding, fighting hard, Kong Haobo grabbed the hilt and stood up.

The gray-haired middle-aged man beside him grabbed his shoulders and shook his head, "She still has plenty of energy, and her companion hasn't taken any action yet. If you continue to intervene in other people's battles, it will be considered very impolite. It may even be mistaken for seizing the demons."

"But..." Kong Haobo frowned, hesitated for a moment, after all, he did not act recklessly.

Although he is the strongest and only Tier 8 saint in the entire team, in fact, since the arrival of the magic seed, he was brought into the world by the guild leader, and he grew up under the protection of the guild leader and the strong cultivation of the guild. , Has hardly been exposed to the outside world, and lacks the social experience of going out.

Therefore, the team is presided over by the older and experienced Liu Hezheng. Kong Haobo was also very convinced by the think tank members of this guild.

"Compared to this Tier 5 girl, I care more about the man next to her." Liu Hezheng narrowed his eyes and looked at the man wearing a silver mask.

As if feeling something in his heart, the man's face turned towards the direction where they were hiding. Obviously, his face was covered and his eyes were blocked, but he did not know why Liu He felt that he was stunned by a huge ancient beast at that moment. He couldn't help but shudder.

Has it been discovered? What a sharp man.

The battle finally ended in Chu Qianxun's difficult and narrow victory.

Chu Qianxun bent over and gasped for several breaths, stretched out his hand to dig out the sixth-order demon seed that was higher than his own, looked at it in his blood-stained palm, and happily put it in his pocket.

There was a round of applause from the mountainside in the distance, and several young people in the jungle appeared.

"Yes, single-handedly, challenge a monster higher than yourself. I may not be able to succeed, Chihiro, you are very courageous." Kong Haobo stood far away and spoke.

Chu Qianxun saw several members of Chuangshi.

That day, the monsters attacked the city, and thanks to these few passing through Baima Town, Baima Town barely escaped the disaster of destruction. After repelling the monsters, they delayed their journey and stayed in the town for a few days to assist in post-war defense and reconstruction.

Chu Qianxun, who participated in the battle, had a good impression of them, and barely raised his injured arm to greet them.

Her arm was injured, and a bone-invisible hole was cracked. Red blood snaked down the arm, dripping down to the ground along the fingertips.

"Chihiro, you are injured, I have wound medicine here." Kong Haobo opened his backpack to find the first aid kit he carried with him.

Ye Peitian stepped forward two steps, stretched out his hand to pull Chu Qianxun to her side, held up her injured arm, took a closer look, lowered his head and licked the wound, then he lifted his head over Kong Haobo's shoulder and looked Gave him a glance.

Just now took out his own medicine and bandage from the backpack, and carefully bandaged Chu Qianxun.

"Hey, look," Kong Haobo's companion behind him quietly pushed his shoulders, "The man is upset, he's stamping and demonstrating. Watching so tightly, you must be out of play for Old Kong."

Kong Haobo couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed, and changed the subject, "Chihiro, we are going to Xiaozhou Village, less than a hundred kilometers away from here, where are you going?"

Just now Chu Qianxun was about to answer, Ye Peitian grabbed her and discussed with her in a low voice, "Xiao Zhou Village, I also want to visit."

Chu Qianxun glanced at him and stretched out his hand to hold his palm. That place left the research room of God's love, I was afraid it would evoke the indelible pain in Ye Peitian's heart.

But since he wanted to go, he went with him.

Because of the same destination, the two groups of men and horses also traveled together towards Xiaozhou Village.

Before the arrival of the magic seed, Xiaozhou Village was a small town surrounded by mountains on three sides, with simple folk customs and pleasant scenery. There is only a thin mountain road into the village, which is quite a retreat.

After the end of the day, because of its geographical location, it was only accessible and easy to defend, so it was built into a small base. It happened to be within the sphere of influence of the early God's love.

Such a small and not well-located base would have rarely attracted people's attention. However, since the large army of God’s love withdrew to the far north and gave up its jurisdiction over the surrounding area of ​​Baima Town, a research institute set up in Xiaozhou Village has lost its care and management, and countless half-human and half-devil monsters have escaped. This caused an uproar among the surviving residents in the town. It also attracted countless other forces to explore the matter.

Chu Qianxun, Kong Haobo and others walked on the narrow winding mountain road, which was the only road leading to Xiaozhou Village.

There was a thick fog in the mountains, and the line of sight was not very clear. The small town with a very retro architectural form showed a little bit of appearance in the fog.

A few dull-looking warriors sat paralyzed by the road cut through the loess. They were strong in figure, bright in armor, and hideous weapons. The logo of the Glory Guild is embroidered on the clothes.

Glory is one of the few big guilds on the mainland second only to creation and love of God. The members of this guild are mostly combat personnel, and have always had a tradition of being brave and belligerent. But at this moment, they looked like soldiers fleeing from the battlefield.

"Excuse me, the brothers of glory, did they come from Xiaozhou Village? How is the situation there now?" Liu Hezheng stepped forward and said hello.

A burly man looked up at Liu Hezheng blankly, as if shocked by what he said, he shivered and woke up.

"Don't go, don't go in, there is a hell."